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her taste and the scent of her blood made his body and shield war.
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Cold wet rain slipped down Macey’s cheeks. Her hair was plastered to her head. The beast carrying her moved so fast her surroundings were a blur. Macey was in no pain, her limbs were lethargic, dangling. A single powerful arm kept her pressed to his hard chest. Her cheek brushed against the cold, hard, terrifying alien. The only thought keeping her from succumbing to terror was the beast was moving and not anywhere near her aunt and the girls. Macey couldn’t let it near the others. The little ones were already family, she loved them. She promised to keep them safe. Haven would be heartbroken. She’d promised to return. A surge went through her. Macey had protected those children for over a week, she had saved them from only God knew what. She was going to have to find something stronger than a sledge hammer to stop this beast and return to her family.
The beast stopped dead in his tracks when she wiggled for a moment. It wasn’t more than a twitch, but she filled with relief. To be alert and totally vulnerable was horrifying. She wondered all sorts of terrifying scenarios. Would the alien do an autopsy on her while she couldn’t move but could feel everything? She would go insane. He was halfway up a massive tree. His arms held her, his clawed feet buried in the bark. A tail at his behind wrapped around her ankles pulling them together. His head was tilted but where his eyes were supposed to be were grey bulbs. Black tattoos on his cheeks glowed against the darkness. Two-inch, pure snow-white fangs dripped with a clear substance. He was hideous to look at, when he had been so incredibly handsome. She knew when she saw he had no nipples he was an alien, but he was the most perfect man—male she had ever seen. Her heart almost exploded with attraction, until he changed.
What happened to the male I kissed?
Why had she been so complacent? Why had she wanted this thing to kiss her? He wasn’t this thing at the time. Why couldn’t he change back? This creature was too scary. The creature dipped his head and each fang slid into her throat. He wasn’t cruel or hurried. It didn’t hurt. Droplets from his fangs dripped onto her skin first, and she wondered if it was a numbing agent. He could have ripped her throat out. The effect was instantaneous. Her body was incapable of motion, no twitch, not the wiggle of a baby finger, nothing. Except her eyes. Macey felt the trail of a single tear slide its way to mingle in her wet hair.
I wish I was home.
“I scent your fear, female human,” his voice was deep and void of emotion. “The drug won’t hurt you, little female.”
Macey could say nothing. Another tear slipped free. She promised the children she would return; her aunt would be so worried. Aunt Greta would blame herself if Macey didn’t return.
“Stop,” he commanded. “The tears mix with rain and my damned shield allows my skin to absorb them. I can’t calm you here. We’re exposed. I won’t kill you. Make your eyes behave. Tame your emotional weapon. Fuck, females are dangerous.”
He swore under his breath and was again on the move. Macey was glad it was dark. The beast went from land to tree to land when possible. Frightening shadow glimpses were all she caught of their surroundings. Palm trees disappeared and were replaced by coniferous trees. The air cooled. The smell of the atmosphere was different. Macey couldn’t believe it, he moved so fast she was in different States, she was certain. He was taking her so far from home. With each movement, she was further from the ones she loved. Her heart ached. She wanted her family safe, but how could she return?
Cold invaded her bones. She would die; he would kill her, and her aunt and the children would never know what happened. Macey couldn’t move, beg, scream, whisper. His grip on her was tight but not bone crushing. The lightning was as fierce where he was taking her. They
* * * *
Cold wet rain slipped down Macey’s cheeks. Her hair was plastered to her head. The beast carrying her moved so fast her surroundings were a blur. Macey was in no pain, her limbs were lethargic, dangling. A single powerful arm kept her pressed to his hard chest. Her cheek brushed against the cold, hard, terrifying alien. The only thought keeping her from succumbing to terror was the beast was moving and not anywhere near her aunt and the girls. Macey couldn’t let it near the others. The little ones were already family, she loved them. She promised to keep them safe. Haven would be heartbroken. She’d promised to return. A surge went through her. Macey had protected those children for over a week, she had saved them from only God knew what. She was going to have to find something stronger than a sledge hammer to stop this beast and return to her family.
The beast stopped dead in his tracks when she wiggled for a moment. It wasn’t more than a twitch, but she filled with relief. To be alert and totally vulnerable was horrifying. She wondered all sorts of terrifying scenarios. Would the alien do an autopsy on her while she couldn’t move but could feel everything? She would go insane. He was halfway up a massive tree. His arms held her, his clawed feet buried in the bark. A tail at his behind wrapped around her ankles pulling them together. His head was tilted but where his eyes were supposed to be were grey bulbs. Black tattoos on his cheeks glowed against the darkness. Two-inch, pure snow-white fangs dripped with a clear substance. He was hideous to look at, when he had been so incredibly handsome. She knew when she saw he had no nipples he was an alien, but he was the most perfect man—male she had ever seen. Her heart almost exploded with attraction, until he changed.
What happened to the male I kissed?
Why had she been so complacent? Why had she wanted this thing to kiss her? He wasn’t this thing at the time. Why couldn’t he change back? This creature was too scary. The creature dipped his head and each fang slid into her throat. He wasn’t cruel or hurried. It didn’t hurt. Droplets from his fangs dripped onto her skin first, and she wondered if it was a numbing agent. He could have ripped her throat out. The effect was instantaneous. Her body was incapable of motion, no twitch, not the wiggle of a baby finger, nothing. Except her eyes. Macey felt the trail of a single tear slide its way to mingle in her wet hair.
I wish I was home.
“I scent your fear, female human,” his voice was deep and void of emotion. “The drug won’t hurt you, little female.”
Macey could say nothing. Another tear slipped free. She promised the children she would return; her aunt would be so worried. Aunt Greta would blame herself if Macey didn’t return.
“Stop,” he commanded. “The tears mix with rain and my damned shield allows my skin to absorb them. I can’t calm you here. We’re exposed. I won’t kill you. Make your eyes behave. Tame your emotional weapon. Fuck, females are dangerous.”
He swore under his breath and was again on the move. Macey was glad it was dark. The beast went from land to tree to land when possible. Frightening shadow glimpses were all she caught of their surroundings. Palm trees disappeared and were replaced by coniferous trees. The air cooled. The smell of the atmosphere was different. Macey couldn’t believe it, he moved so fast she was in different States, she was certain. He was taking her so far from home. With each movement, she was further from the ones she loved. Her heart ached. She wanted her family safe, but how could she return?
Cold invaded her bones. She would die; he would kill her, and her aunt and the children would never know what happened. Macey couldn’t move, beg, scream, whisper. His grip on her was tight but not bone crushing. The lightning was as fierce where he was taking her. They
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