by Melody Adams
"Come in, Player!" She said without turning around. "Did you secure the girl? When Ice comes, you can prove your special talents. I'm just thinking about making another video connection with Ice." She shook her head, snorting. "Where did that damned thing go? I'm looking for one of my logbooks and I'm sure it has to be in here."
I stared at the woman and my thoughts raced. Could it be? Could this woman really be my mysterious boss? The voice had always sounded masculine, even though it had been distorted. Of course, I knew that with the right technology, you could do everything possible with a voice. It just didn’t occur to me that X could be a woman.
"Hello X!" I said calmly and watched with pleasure as she froze before she turned abruptly. "So we get to know each other personally at last!"
He jaw dropped and she stared at me as if she saw a ghost. Then she seemed to get ahold of herself and she closed her mouth hastily. Disbelief and a hint of fear were written in her eyes.
"What ...?" She started and threw a hasty glance to the desk, where a letter opener stood in a stand. I could see exactly what she was up to.
"I would not try that!" I said coolly. "You stand no chance against me with the little thing anyway."
"How did you get in here?"
"Through the side door!" I replied carelessly. "Oh yes! Unfortunately, I have to tell you that your two guards are dead. Like the guy that you left to watch my house."
She shook her head.
"How?"
"Strike was so nice!"
"Strike?"
Slowly, she seemed to realize that her nice plan had gone awry.
"Player will kill your girl if you do something to me!" She finally said and a nasty grin appeared on her face.
"Not if I kill him first!"
"You may have surprised me, but you will not fool Player!"
"Why?" I asked ironically. "Is Player smarter than you?"
"Not that!" X suddenly said strangely confident. "But he hears every word we speak. When you addressed me, I pressed the button for the intercom. You see! He knows now that you are here and he will wait for you."
Fear and anger drove my adrenaline to dizzying heights. So far the drug I took helped me to stay calm, like it did on my previous jobs. But the stuff seemed powerless when my feelings for Miriam were involved. Still, I managed to stay reasonably calm and controlled. I approached X and she slowly backed away from me.
"Stay where you are or Player will cut the girl's face!"
I grabbed her and circled her neck with my arm from behind.
"Player! If you even bruise Miriam, X is dead. And you're next. We're coming now. Me and X. Then we will talk!"
"Let me go!" X demanded, trying to wriggle out of my grasp. I squeezed harder and heard her gasp.
"You will lead me to Miriam now! Immediately!"
"OK! Alright," she managed with difficulty and I loosened my grip a bit.
"Let's go!"
She led me down the stairs to the ground floor.
"I was down here already. There is nothing! Are you kidding me?"
"She's not in the house!" X hissed. "We have to get through the side door and over the lawn to the guesthouse."
"I warn you! If you play games with me, you will regret it!"
"I'm telling the truth!"
"OK. Go!"
We left the house through the side entrance, through which I had entered the house and crossed the lawn to a second building behind the house. The living room was empty when we entered the house.
"Where are they?" I asked impatiently.
"In the basement!"
"Lead me!"
The cellar entrance was in the kitchen. At the bottom, I could see light at the end of the corridor, where it shone under a door. I did not need more light to see the way. I pushed X forward as she resisted going on.
"No bitching!" I whispered in her ear and squeezed harder to warn her. Then I opened the door.
Miriam sat in a chair, but she was not tied up. Relief showed on her face when she saw me. Player was behind her. His expression seemed impenetrable. As far as I could see, he didn’t have a weapon on him, which caused me some relief. My eyes fell on Miriam's pale face. From her flushed and puffy eyes, I could tell she had been crying. The long cuts on her cheeks were the worst thing for me. I felt the anger boiling inside me, but I fought it. I had to stay calm. For Miriam's sake!
"Are you okay, Miriam?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Yeah, I am fine."
"We exchange our hostages!" I said, looking at Player. "X against Miriam!"
"What should I do with her?" Player asked coldly. "She lied to us all!"
"What?" X cried, and twisted in my arms, but I held on relentlessly. I looked from Player to Miriam. She smiled tentatively.
"What's going on here?" I asked.
"While we were waiting for you, I had a very long conversation with Miriam," Player explained. "She has told me many things that have finally convinced me that I will not do my mother’s biddings anymore, but make my own decisions."
"Your mother?" I asked irritated.
"You must not be distracted from the truth by this little bitch's lies, my boy," X said. "She's lying!"
Player shook his head!
"I don’t believe a single word from you anymore! I am no longer your tool! You will be held responsible for your deeds!"
"She's your mother?" I asked in disbelief.
"Unfortunately yes!" Player confirmed and gave X a scowl. "We have informed the police. They are on their way to arrest you! I will face the consequences for my actions, too. I will take responsibility for what I have done!"
I saw Miriam grabbing Player’s hand and give it a squeeze. Jealousy rose in me, but then I looked into her eyes, which looked at me with tenderness, and I knew that I didn’t have to worry. She was still mine. Anyway, she somehow managed to get Player on our side. I didn’t care how she did it, because it most likely had saved her life.
Voices and footsteps sounded in the corridor and X kicked my shin, trying to break free. I cursed loudly but didn’t let her out of my grasp. The door flew open and armed men stormed the room.
"Police! Nobody moves!" One of them shouted.
The men surrounded us with drawn weapons and lined us up with our hands folded behind our heads. I stood next to Miriam and looked down at her. She looked up at me and smiled.
"I'm glad you came!" She said.
"And I'm glad I didn’t lose you!" I replied.
"Quiet! You can talk enough when we’ve learned what we need to know."
We were all searched for weapons.
"I have two guns and a knife on me," I said calmly. "Also a blowgun with darts, because I didn’t know if there would be any dogs here."
"Are you the man who called us?" A policeman asked.
"That was me!" Player interfered. "The girl is innocent. You don’t need to pat her down. She is unarmed."
"You are all being searched!"
"It's alright!" Miriam assured.
"I can get a female officer if you feel uncomfortable being pat down by a man", the police officer offered.
"Yes, call one ...", I started grumpily.
"No! Not necessary," Miriam interrupted, and I glared at her angrily. She smiled. "They are only looking for weapons, Ice. This isn’t anything sexual. Chill out!"
"I don’t want another man touching you!" I insisted.
"That’s bull!" Miriam resisted.
"Miss. I would like to call a colleague. She can be here in fifteen minutes," one of the men said uneasily.
Miriam sighed. She looked at me slightly annoyed.
"Look, Ice. I really wouldn’t want to wait any longer. I'm hurt and would like to get treatment!"
"I'm sorry," I said in dismay as I realized I had not considered her condition. "I ... Alright. Search my mate, but then hurry up to get her medical attention!"
"Of course!" Another officer interfered.
A man in a suit came in as the
situation was under control. He looked at us briefly.
"Black and Gibson! You are accompanying Miss ... "
"McDonald," Miriam interjected helpfully.
"... Miss McDonald to the car and ensures that she gets medical treatment. After that bring her to the station. The other three are transported directly. We will do the further questioning in peace. Finnloss, Baker, Morrison and Briggs. You search this house and the main house. I stay here until everything is controlled."
Miriam
The doctor had taken care of my wounds. The deep cut in my cheek had to be sewn, as was my hand. Miraculously, the mobility in my hand was preserved. The blade had not been very wide and had done relatively little damage. At least according to the circumstances.
"Unfortunately, this will scar," the older doctor said as he finished my cheek.
"Is not bad," I assured. "I'm glad I got away with just this."
"So! All done. You are a brave woman, Miss McDonald."
"Can she be transported now?" Asked Officer Black, one of the men who had brought me here.
The doctor nodded.
"Yes, we are done here."
"Thank you, Doctor," I said, getting up from the couch I'd been sitting on.
"Nothing to thank, young woman. You take care."
"Sorry that we still have to bother you, Miss McDonald," Officer Gibson apologized, as we drove to the station in the police car. "You have to be terribly tired and you're in shock. Unfortunately, we have to ask a few questions before we can let you go home."
"I understand that," I replied. "What will happen to the two Alien Breeds?"
"I can not tell you that, Miss. Senator Bridgefort will also come to the station. He is responsible for the interests of the Alien Breeds. We will have to wait for his verdict."
"OK. Thanks!"
I didn’t know the senator personally, but I knew he was a friend of the Alien Breeds. I felt confident that everything would be fine. I could not stand the thought of Ice in a prison. It wasn’t his fault that he had been made into a killer. Even Player deserved a chance. After our first conversation in the room where I was held prisoner, I had almost given up hope of being able to change his mind. But after he took me to the basement of the guesthouse, I started a second try and because we had so much time to bridge, Player had actually listened to me. I had no idea how, but somehow I had reached him. He had begun to see things in a different light, and finally he insisted on turning himself in and also made sure that his mother hat to answer for her crimes. I had called a friend whose husband worked for the police, who then forwarded us to her husband, who was on duty. What a turn of events and everything in such a short time. I couldn’t believe what could happen in only two days.
The questioning took about half an hour, and then Senator Bridgefort came into the room.
"Miss McDonald? How are you?"
"I feel tired and beaten, but given the circumstances, I'm fine. Thanks!"
"I would like to offer you to be my guest today. Ice insisted he would not leave without you."
"Ice is with you?"
The senator nodded.
"The president wants to meet him tomorrow. Then his transfer to Eden will be discussed. I ... Ice said you were ... a couple? Is that correct? I wanted to make sure that it really was mutual."
I stared at the senator. I only knew Ice two days ago, apart from the few short encounters before. There was undeniable something between us. I was attracted to him. But could I make such a far-reaching decision after such a short time?
"We are getting to know each other better," I finally said carefully. "I would be honored to be your guest."
"Wonderful!" Said the senator pleased. "Can she leave now?" He asked the officer who had questioned me.
"Of course Senator Bridgefort."
"Well then! Let’s not waste any more time, Miss McDonald. You must be tired!"
I got up, a little stiff from the chair.
"Yes, I'm beat!"
"What about the other Alien Breed? Player?" I asked as we walked down the hallway.
"He is specially cared for. He was very cooperative and agreed to psychotherapy. His therapist will work with him and then decide if he is capable of living in the colony. We do what we can for him, but if he poses a threat to the other Alien Breeds and the people of Eden, we'll have to come up with another alternative for him."
"I'm glad he even gets a chance."
"He hurt you very much," the senator interjected. "Don’t you blame him for what he did to you?"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"I can not say that I'll forget it anytime soon, but he has spared my life and turned himself in. He willingly goes into therapy. I think I have to learn to forgive him!"
"You are a strong woman, Miss McDonald."
I was silent. Not sure what to answer. At the moment I felt anything but strong. I was shaky on my feet and I struggled with the tears that stubbornly welled up in my eyes.
"So! Here we are!" Senator Bridgefort interrupted my thoughts. We were in the waiting area of the police station.
"Miriam!"
I looked up and saw Ice approaching. The people in the waiting room gave way to the giant albino with the shocking eyes – for he no longer wore sunglasses – with terrified expressions. I smiled. Their reaction was understandable. My Alien Breed looked really wild and dangerous.
Wait a minute! MY Alien Breed? Where did that thought come from?
"Ice," I whispered croaking, and then he pulled me into his arms and kissed me.
The moment his lips touched mine, everything was forgotten. My wounds, the fear of death, the shock, the fact that we were in the middle of the waiting room of the police station. All that mattered was the man who held me in his arms. We were both alive. It was over.
"Miss. McDonald!" A voice came to my ear. "Ice! We should ... should go now. "
I put my hands against Ice's chest and turned my head to one side. Ice growled, but he released me and glared at the senator. I sighed. Soothing, I took Ice's hand in mine.
"The senator is right, Ice. I'm really tired."
Ice looked worried.
"I'm sorry, Miriam. This is the second time that I completely disregard your condition. I really am an ass. I’m so sorry. How selfish of me ..."
"It's alright!" I interrupted. "Everything is alright. I would just like to go now."
Ice kissed my forehead. Then he turned to Senator Bridgefort.
"Thanks for your help!"
The drive to the senator's estate took twenty minutes. It was nearly five in the morning and all I wanted was to cuddle up and sleep in Ice' arms. When we finally arrived, and someone opened the door of the limo, I sighed in relief. Ice got out first and helped me out. The senator followed. He led us inside the house and showed us our room. Ice had insisted on a shared room, for which I was grateful. I really didn’t want to be alone right now. I needed him. Ice helped me undress after we were alone in our room. I literally fell into his arms and he carried me to the bed where he gently laid me down. Out of half-closed eyes, I watched him undress quickly and then climb into bed with me. He pulled me into his arms and I put my head onto his chest.
"Sleep, Miriam," he said softly. Then I was already gone.
Gentle kisses on my shoulders and neck woke me up. A pleasant shiver seized my body and I moaned. A growl behind me made me smile. I loved it when he made these primal sounds.
"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered in my ear.
"Good morning, baby."
I pressed my butt against his erection and he growled warningly. I knew what I wanted and I knew how to get it. Disobeying his warning, I continued to rub my ass against him and was rewarded with two pointy fangs drilling into my shoulder and another warning growl.
"I want you, baby," I gasped.
A hand slid between my legs and found my damp folds. Ice let two fingers slide into me and fucked me with agonizingly slow movements.
"More!" I demanded. "I nee
d you, Ice. Give me your cock."
The fingers disappeared and a little later he rammed his hard shaft into me in a single solid thrust. I screamed, pushing back at him. A hand on my hip held me still while he thrust his cock hard and deep into me.
"Oh god!" I shouted. "Ice! Yesss!"
Ice pushed a few more times, and then suddenly pulled away from me. The pressure of his teeth disappeared. I whimpered.
"On your hands and knees!" He commanded gruffly.
I scrambled to meet his request. Ice came up behind me and grabbed me by my hips. Then I felt his cock at my wet opening. He didn’t push into me, but rubbed his hard shaft up and down my wet flesh. I groaned. His cock rubbed over my clit, but I wanted him inside me so badly. I wanted to be filled in by him.
"Please!" I begged. "Fuck me, Ice. Please. Stop tormenting me. I need you! I need your big fat cock."
He slapped me on the butt and I screamed, a little startled. It was burning, but not unpleasant.
"Hold still!" He growled.
I moaned and rubbed my butt against him. I knew it made him crazy and that was exactly what I wanted. I got another hard smack and groaned. Then he grabbed my hair and jerked my head back.