Secured by the Alien Space Warrior
I’ve been abducted by Reptile aliens and sold to the highest bidder. My saviour is in the form of a ruggedly handsome alien with claws and fangs and lethal fighting skills. Not my usual type.
He tells me I’m his bond-mate. That I’m fated for him. From the moment I saw him fighting to save me, an undefinable spark erupts within me. But I’ve been down that track before. Had the boyfriend from hell. Don’t need to drive that road again, no matter how much my body yearns for my alien saviour.
He says he will take care of me. Protect me, but how can he do that when we crash land onto a hostile planet and he’s made to fight in a gladiator pit as a slave. Every day his life is at risk, and if he fails to come back the aliens who made him fight will come for me.
But we have bigger problems. A dictator from another planet is going to use us for target practise. If we don’t break out of here soon, the whole universe will be at risk. I’m losing the battle to keep my shattered heart intact. The thing is, he’s the only being in the universe that has the power to put me back together. To be whole for the first time in years. If I lose him, I’ll lose everything.
WHAT'S INSIDE
🧑🏻❤️💋🧑Enemies to lovers
👾Forbidden love
👩🚀Woman in jeopardy
⭕Opposites attract
Alien 🍆
🔥Steamy scenes
🪐Off world adventure
🦎 Evil enemies
CHAPTER ONE
Blue cringed as the Lion-Yeti beast, thing–alien–threw her over his shoulder. The tough leather plating that curved over his shoulder buffeted her stomach with every enormous, pounding step he took. Bile rose into her throat as his musky scent filled her nostrils. She kicked, screamed and writhed in an attempt to get free, but the being snarled a warning. Pain radiated from her hips as he sunk his claws into the skin to pin her in place.
Hot blood welled from the puncture wounds, trickled down her hip onto his leather jacket. She couldn’t give two shits about messing his clothing. The more pressing issue was where the being was taking her and the fact that none of the aliens she saw from her inverted position as they walked down the street moved to help.
Various other species either scuttled out of the way of the tight group of Lion-Yetis that formed around the one carrying her or didn’t offer any indication they saw a naked human female carried against her will. It seemed the enormous creatures that looked like a cross between a ferocious lion and a Wookie were nothing to arouse attention. Either that, or the strange, lethal-looking guns holstered at their hips, their enormous curved, sharp claws that tipped their thick fingers, and fangs that could rip out a throat for breakfast were enough to deter undue notice.
Where was this place? Hell couldn’t be this bad.
It wasn’t Earth. Not even close. Her mind grappled with that. Every cell in her body grappled with that. She was still in shock at being forced out of a silver, coffin-like cylinder by a walking crocodile barely a horrific hour ago. The crocodiles had shot something in her ear and then she could understand what they were saying. She almost wished she hadn’t, but ignorance wouldn’t have done her any good. She still would have been sold, naked and terrified on that stage and she still would have been bought by beings from her worst nightmare.
Blue had fought those crocodile things as well, but when one had backhanded her so hard her legs had collapsed beneath her, she’d seen stars. She’d gathered her wits, well almost, when the Lion-Yetis stormed on stage and haggled over her and two other women. The pale, dark-headed woman’s eyes were so wide, Blue saw the whites all around her irises. The blonde hung her head, hiding her face beneath lank, matted hair.
Thick sludge replaced her blood, pumping through her veins. All Blue had been capable of was peering up from her kneeled position on the floor while struggling to understand what she saw. When she’d stared at the audience to see beings of varying species that weren’t really animals, the word ‘alien’ ripped through her mind. Animals didn’t speak in a way she could understand. Aliens could, and thanks to the translator the crocodiles had slammed into her brain, she understood every word they said as they shouted over each other to buy them. If anything had been in her bladder, she would have released it across the floor.
She wasn’t on Earth.
These were aliens.
She’d been sold.
She’d faced down bad things in her life. Running from them had always saved her, but by the time any semblance of self-preservation entered her head, a fire-fight started at the back of the auditorium.
Three aliens exploded through the crowd, coming from nowhere, taking out the beings in the audience using guns that spewed laser beams of bright orange light. The audience erupted into a state of pandemonium, trying to escape, or climb onto the stage. Some of the audience attacked the trio. One of the dark-skinned aliens withdrew a sword strapped his to his back and stabbed a being through his chest, before snapping another’s head back with a clenched fist.
There was something about the way the trio moved that cut through the numb state of her brain. She couldn’t pull her gaze from them. They were hypnotising in their savage beauty. They were massive. Each at least seven feet tall. Their black skin-tight suits combined with their charcoal coloured skin made them seem like lethal shadow-wraiths as they churned through the audience.
Their movements were fluid and graceful, belying their broad shoulders and muscular physiques. They separated and strode down the aisles leading towards the stage, moving in sync with each other as they blasted heads and kicked beings out of their way without the slightest hesitation. One word flipped up in her mind to describe them. Warriors.
The charcoal-skinned beings’ focus was riveted on Blue and the two other women beside her. One warrior’s gaze locked right on her. Warmth shimmered through her, taking her by surprise because there was no way she should be feeling anything other than terror.
His dark eyes flared and he almost mis-stepped, but it could have been a trick of the light because his movements were much too panther-like for something like that. A flash of gold cast across his skin, lighting his entire face before it faded. Her breath stuck in her throat when she realised he was handsome. His features were sharp and stern, rigid with concentration, but it didn’t hide his sharp cheekbones, cutting jaw or his full lips. She was captivated.
An orange laser streaked across the auditorium and through the back of one of the Lion-Yetis on stage when he challenged another. The being collapsed in front of her, the centre of his chest a charred black hole. The being whose shoulder slammed into her stomach with each jolting step snatched her off the ground and they sprinted towards the back of the stage. She looked up in time to see the other Lion-Yetis seizing the two remaining women and bolting away.
Darkness surrounded her as they darted through a maze of narrow corridors. They burst through a door and into the night. Sounds exploded about her as they charged down a busy street. Whistled calls and gurgled growls assaulted her ears. Unfamiliar smells filtered through the sour scent of the Yeti-Lion. She clenched her fingers in his shaggy pelt above the waist of his pants to try to combat the pressure of his shoulder in her stomach, retching at the oily, stringy strands. A bolt of bright orange flashed and the side of a building disintegrated.
“Get rid of the Dhasu,” the being that held her ordered. Maybe he was the leader because two of the group peeled away and walked back in the direction they’d come from.
“Get to the ship as soon as you take him out,” he continued.
Blue locked her arms, bringing up her head in time to see the dark-skinned warrior from the auditorium throw his gun at one of the Lion-Yeti’s head as they approached. The Lion-Yeti’s head snapped back and the warrior slammed his fist into the face of the other.
The being who the warrior had thrown his gun at recovered quickly. He swung his meaty fist at the warrior. The warrior took the blow to his shoulder. He spun to the ground in a graceful twist and threaded his legs between the Lion-Yeti’s. With a scissor twist, the warrior kicked the Lion-Yeti’s legs. The being yelped as his knees bent the wrong way and he collapsed on the ground, just as the other Lion-Yeti jumped on top of the warrior.
The sights around her became a blur when the leader broke into a run. The others kept pace, tightening their circle around her. Blue shrieked as the leader’s claws gouged into her hip when she bounced on his shoulder. Her vision swirled as a wave of dizziness crashed over her. She was going to hurl. She clenched her teeth to stop the acid from crawling up her throat.
She had to get away. Now. Blue grit her teeth against the white-hot pain at her hip, brought her opposite knee up and smashed it into the leader’s face. His head snapped back and he stumbled to a halt. It was enough to loosen his claws. She spun off his shoulder, screaming as the claws ripped her flesh. A warm flow of blood sprayed his mane as she plummeted to the ground.
Gravel scraped her skin when she slammed into the hard ground, but she barely felt it as she came to her knees and clambered to her feet. A clawed hand grabbed her arm. She slipped out of his grip and pushed his hands away with an upward thrust to his forearm before he had a solid grip.
Blue whirled, smashing the heel of her hand into the face of another Lion-Yeti as the muscle memory from her training came back to her. No way was she going to be taken again against her will. Human or alien, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was to fight. To get away. To run and hide.
She pushed past the being she’d smashed her hand into as he put his hands to his nose. Black blood gushed between his fingers. An iron grip clutched her ankle and she toppled to the ground. Her head jolted as she landed. She ignored the black dots racing across her vision and twisted, driving the heel of her foot into the leader’s snarling face.
Her foot glanced off the side of his cheek. His growl became a terrifying roar. He rose over her and swiped the back of his hand into the side of her face. Her head snapped sideways and her brain spun in her skull. Every sight and sound was whitewashed away before they cracked back in blinding multicolour.
“You’ll pay for that human,” the Lion-Yeti snarled.
His claws popped through the skin on her biceps as he hauled her off the ground and bundled her under his arm before bolting along the street. Her head pounded in time with her stomach. Every jolt sent fire shooting through her body. She couldn’t move a muscle. Hell it was hard enough to even breathe being held this way.
There was nothing she could do as they entered a port lined with strange looking craft. A sonic boom blasted overhead and she watched as a craft rose into the air and disappeared into the night sky.
Oh god. Oh hell. These were… space ships. Real life space ships and they were taking her right towards one of them. This was just like being shoved into the trunk of a car, where the only way out would be on a dark, dirt road at a remote location.
Her breath stuttered. She grabbed at the Lion-Yeti’s massive thigh, her grip weak and uncoordinated as she tried to struggle from the hold about her waist, but it did no good. He brushed her attempts aside with an angry slap. His grip tightened, crushing her ribs.
The Lion-Yetis clomped up a ramp that descended from a sleek black craft as they approached and frigid air coated her body as they went inside. He took her deep into the bowels of the craft and threw her into a cell. Surrounded by total darkness she had only her pounding head and rising panic as company.