away from the prince's neck. The animal fell to the floor and coughed. He craned his neck almost as if he were about to spit up a hairball. The woman didn't immediately let go of Alycia. "Let her go." "I don't think so. You have nothing else to bargain with. I suggest you surrender." The woman lifted her head slightly as if she were superior. "You'd think that, wouldn't you?" "I know that. Look around you." She swept her arm out to indicate the thirty or so guards who'd marched into the room. 59
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"See that's the problem with royals. They always think so small. Timbal?" Barrick shouted. "Laser's targeting." The curt reply sounded from the communicator on Alycia's wrists. "I suggest you let her go. Otherwise my brother will fire a targeted beam—‚ "You won't kill her," the woman spat at him, tightening her grip on Alycia. "You’re right. I won't kill her." The woman smiled cockily. "But I will target the kingdom's entire Belusian Cream deposits. How long will you be royal when you have nothing to bargain with?" "Release her, Fi'on." The king's command was a knife slicing through the quiet of the room. The tigress pulled her hands away from Alycia. Barrick walked over to the pair and stood toe to toe with the small tigress. He grabbed one of Alycia’s arms. She turned towards him before looking back at Fi’on. Alycia pulled back her free hand, balled her fingers into a fist and knocked the tigress to the floor. Barrick shouted at the shocked crowd around them. "No one touches her. No one!" The king waved a hand and the crowd of guards parted, making a walkway for them to leave. "Before you leave, we must know why even a half-breed would accept such a mate.‛ He cast a quick glance at Alycia then grudgingly added, ‚Not that she is not beautiful.‛ "Simple. I refuse to let my line die out because of old tradition." Barrick stared hard at the king. ‚In a few generations, my descendants will be thriving. They will take over what is left of your kingdom when your line dies out.‛ "How do we even know they are mated? Honestly, she might be just a common sex slave. That he had sex with such a creature means nothing," the prince said haughtily. "Shall I prove it to you? Shall I show you what you will never have?" 60
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He looked to the prince when he asked the question. Another challenge. Alycia jerked with the realization of what he was proposing. He couldn't. He wouldn't. "By all means entertain us. Show us what we are missing." The prince’s bored voice rang false. "Timbal. If I call your name, start vaporizing. And, if I don't report back in thirty minutes, target all fields and fire." "Got it," the voice radioed back. "If any of you comes close to us, I call his name. Got it? A quickie. Then we’re leaving." He directed the last at the king specifically. The king rolled his eyes. Barrick had waited a long time for an excuse to knock this particular royal family on their ass. He bent down over a wide-eyed Alycia. "This is your punishment for running away." She jerked back as if he'd struck her. He reached down and tore her skirt from her. He tore off two small strips and bound the wounds on her arms. His hands snaked out and pulled her up against him. He brushed his lips over hers. She tasted so good. So sweet. So right. He plunged his tongue into her mouth and savored the feel of her tongue dueling with his. He moved his hands up and made short work of pulling the top of her hanin down and exposing her breasts. Her nipples hardened into peaks with only a small brush of his fingers. He cupped her breasts, squeezing them as he continued to kiss and stroke her with his tongue. She looked over his shoulder. The men were all breathing hard. She watched their chests move up and down in a labored manner. Their hair stood on end. It reminded her of the men on Barrick’s ship