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of a Darkon warlord overcame all other considerations.
And he was nothing if he did not follow the orders of his father, leader of what remained of a once great race.
Tarak and his grim-faced men tramped through the quiet roads following this most interesting female. Curious how he had no knowledge of their home planet. Where did the Scaleen traders find them? He had not missed how the traders had sped away from the rendezvous point as if they had expected the Elite Force cruiser to give chase.
Pursuing this payload could yet turn out to be a waste of his precious time. He scowled. Of course he had still to achieve a full mating. This may be just a temporary, brief sensation. He may not be able to follow through with the normal physical act.
Tarak imagined this female sprawled beneath him. Her pale skin would gleam akin to the white, silky skinned fruits of the Arcon plant. Such an intriguing contrast to his darkness. His manhood, which was already half aroused—a state he had endured since his first encounter with this female—hardened, thrust hungrily against his armour. With a discreet hand, he adjusted the annoying plate. No, he had little doubt his cure was now complete. And he had every intention of satisfying himself as soon as his ship had negotiated the first jump.
But what if she was the only female who could unleash their impotency?
He would be expected to share her.
Sudden rage roared through his blood, a red mist shrouded his eyes. He shook his head. He would kill anyone who tried to touch her. He fumbled with her cloak, hauled the female closer to his body, his arm looping around her narrow waist, ignoring her attempts to avoid touching him. The female shivered again. He checked his data screen. Temperature was falling to freezing point at a rapid rate. He urged her to walk faster. He needed to have the females secured in the shuttles within the next rone. And he needed all of them off this planet. There would be time later to evaluate these matters.
As they approached the small building which housed her friends, Alana struggled to hold back her tears. She couldn’t believe she had literally fallen into the alien’s arms. In the darkness she stumbled over the uneven surface. The alien’s grip tightened. Its warmth seeped through her cloak giving her an unexpected feeling of comfort.
Nothing was going right.
Her shoulders slumped as resignation flooded over her like a tsunami, as dark as the night enveloping this foreign world. Her friends were going to be very disappointed but what choice did they have? They were outnumbered, out-gunned, by both the Elite Forces and these overgrown brutes. So far, though, these aliens had not hurt them, rather, their leader had treated her with a surprising consideration that frightened her on a wholly different level. Alana shivered again and the alien pulled her closer still until she was jammed up against the hardness of its protective armour. Alana wondered what manner of being inhabited this shell. She had to work hard to repress her over-active imagination as images from old vids flashed across her mind.
No way, was she going to think about that ‘research’ business.
“Which building?” At her side, the alien’s soft query interrupted her chaotic thoughts.
Alana hesitated.
She lifted her manacled hands to press her aching temples. Make a decision and see it through —her step-father’s favourite mantra. A sob tightened her throat. Oh god, this is not the time to lose it . She needed to maintain a confident facade for her friends.
“It’s this one.” She gestured with her linked hands.
No light leaked through the one small window. The building was a dark hulking shadow melding with an even darker sky. Alana glanced up and for the first time realised she could no longer see any stars. The mist had risen, forming a heavy blanket of cloud above her head and blocked her vision of the night sky.
Bloody hell it was cold .
With clumsy hands she
And he was nothing if he did not follow the orders of his father, leader of what remained of a once great race.
Tarak and his grim-faced men tramped through the quiet roads following this most interesting female. Curious how he had no knowledge of their home planet. Where did the Scaleen traders find them? He had not missed how the traders had sped away from the rendezvous point as if they had expected the Elite Force cruiser to give chase.
Pursuing this payload could yet turn out to be a waste of his precious time. He scowled. Of course he had still to achieve a full mating. This may be just a temporary, brief sensation. He may not be able to follow through with the normal physical act.
Tarak imagined this female sprawled beneath him. Her pale skin would gleam akin to the white, silky skinned fruits of the Arcon plant. Such an intriguing contrast to his darkness. His manhood, which was already half aroused—a state he had endured since his first encounter with this female—hardened, thrust hungrily against his armour. With a discreet hand, he adjusted the annoying plate. No, he had little doubt his cure was now complete. And he had every intention of satisfying himself as soon as his ship had negotiated the first jump.
But what if she was the only female who could unleash their impotency?
He would be expected to share her.
Sudden rage roared through his blood, a red mist shrouded his eyes. He shook his head. He would kill anyone who tried to touch her. He fumbled with her cloak, hauled the female closer to his body, his arm looping around her narrow waist, ignoring her attempts to avoid touching him. The female shivered again. He checked his data screen. Temperature was falling to freezing point at a rapid rate. He urged her to walk faster. He needed to have the females secured in the shuttles within the next rone. And he needed all of them off this planet. There would be time later to evaluate these matters.
As they approached the small building which housed her friends, Alana struggled to hold back her tears. She couldn’t believe she had literally fallen into the alien’s arms. In the darkness she stumbled over the uneven surface. The alien’s grip tightened. Its warmth seeped through her cloak giving her an unexpected feeling of comfort.
Nothing was going right.
Her shoulders slumped as resignation flooded over her like a tsunami, as dark as the night enveloping this foreign world. Her friends were going to be very disappointed but what choice did they have? They were outnumbered, out-gunned, by both the Elite Forces and these overgrown brutes. So far, though, these aliens had not hurt them, rather, their leader had treated her with a surprising consideration that frightened her on a wholly different level. Alana shivered again and the alien pulled her closer still until she was jammed up against the hardness of its protective armour. Alana wondered what manner of being inhabited this shell. She had to work hard to repress her over-active imagination as images from old vids flashed across her mind.
No way, was she going to think about that ‘research’ business.
“Which building?” At her side, the alien’s soft query interrupted her chaotic thoughts.
Alana hesitated.
She lifted her manacled hands to press her aching temples. Make a decision and see it through —her step-father’s favourite mantra. A sob tightened her throat. Oh god, this is not the time to lose it . She needed to maintain a confident facade for her friends.
“It’s this one.” She gestured with her linked hands.
No light leaked through the one small window. The building was a dark hulking shadow melding with an even darker sky. Alana glanced up and for the first time realised she could no longer see any stars. The mist had risen, forming a heavy blanket of cloud above her head and blocked her vision of the night sky.
Bloody hell it was cold .
With clumsy hands she
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