Abducting the Ambassador

by Lily Thomas

  "You don't strike me as an insane person, but kidnapping an ambassador was a somewhat stupid move on your part."

  He arched an eyebrow.

  "People will be searching for me."

  "Let them search. They'll never find you. You switched so many hands, and no one will think to look in the Xirdon system."

  She looked up from her plate of food. She'd never gotten such a great view of a Vrak'rir before. Those tattoos of his appealed to her, and she found herself wishing she could trace a fingertip over them. They swirled over his blue skin in mesmerizing patterns. She knew that the tattoos showed off his triumphs, but she didn't specifically know what each said about his life. Maybe she'd ask him to tell her someday.

  Rylnuhn glanced up and tossed her a wicked grin as he caught her staring.

  Heat rushed up to her cheeks, as she averted her gaze. She hadn't blushed in years. A man had finally gotten her to blush. Then again when was the last time she'd given any man the chance to make her blush.

  Her fork paused over her plate. Years. Yeah, it had to be years. Ever since she accepted the position as the ambassador, she'd been so career focused she hadn't any time for a man. The job of an ambassador wasn't glamorous. She was on call twenty-four seven. If a crisis arrived, she would be the first one there.

  "Something wrong with your food." Rylnuhn's onyx eyes watched her intently.

  "No, no. Everything is quite delicious. Several things I've never had before." Susan pointed to a slab of meat. "Like that."

  "A native animal on this planet." He leaned back in his seat and took a sip from a cup that wasn't his glass of water.

  Her curiosity was piqued. "What's that?"

  Rylnuhn smiled. "Andora whiskey."

  "I've heard of it, but I've never tried it before. Do you mind?" Being on call twenty-four seven prevented her from enjoying a night of getting rip-roaring drunk. "It's been years since I've had some alcohol."

  A chuckle escaped him, but he slid the cup across the metal table.

  Susan grabbed the cup mid-slide and brought it up to her nose. It had a strong alcohol scent, but she raised it to her lips and took a small sip.

  Susan choked, raising a hand up to her throat, she slid the cup back across the table.

  "A bit harsh."

  "A bit?" Susan croaked out.

  "Forgive me. I should have warned you."

  "Oh… I've heard the stories." Susan took a swig of water to wash down the strong alcohol which had warmed both her esophagus and her stomach to an almost unbearable amount.

  She watched on as Rylnuhn shot the rest of the Andora whiskey, and she cringed, but he made no outward reaction.

  "I have no idea how you just did that," Susan said in awe.

  "Years of practice. You get used to it after some time."

  "Sheesh. It could be used to torture, someone."

  A creepy smile spread across Rylnuhn's face. "I know."

  Susan gulped. She still had no idea who she was dealing with here. He did own a dungeon with current occupants.

  "Unless you'd like anything more to eat, I will take you to your room."

  With a nod from her, he stood and ushered her out of the hall. As they walked through the halls, Susan contemplated the fact that she hadn't yet learned anything to help her. There was still the small matter of why she'd been bought by Rylnuhn.

  Patience. Patience was the key to all the situations she'd faced in the past as an ambassador, and she would use patience here. People would be searching for her, and there was nothing else for her to do, but be patient and stay alive.

  "Here we are." Rylnuhn opened a door, allowing Susan to enter.

  It was a spacious room, with a large bed, some dressers, and even some glass doors leading to a balcony.

  "Good view?"

  Rylnuhn closed the door to the large room. "You can take a look and find out for yourself."

  "Maybe I will." Susan strode over to the glass doors and yanked them open. A breeze rushed over her.

  Chapter 8

  Rylnuhn watched Susan yank open the doors to his balcony, and her scent drifted over to him on the breeze. He wanted to fall to his knees in worship, yet at the same time, he wanted nothing more than to push her up against a wall and ravish her senseless.

  He wasn't sure how long he could last. His mate was so close, but he was doing his best to keep his eager hands to himself instead of running them over her lovely form.

  "Is this your room?" Susan looked back at him, the falling suns glinting off her red hair like she was some sort of fire goddess.

  He stood there wholly awestruck for a moment. "Yes, it is."

  "Will I be sleeping here or somewhere else?" Her green eyes sparkled, drawing him in.

  "You will be sleeping with me."

  Her green eyes flashed for a second, and he expected her to protest against such sleeping arrangements, but instead, she gave him a firm nod of her head and faced back towards the sunset.

  Shouldn't a human protest this arrangement? He'd met plenty of them in his position, and they'd always struck him as a cautious species. Maybe she wasn't as prudish as other human women, or perhaps she didn't mind the idea of sleeping beside an alien.

  Rylnuhn put on a charming smile and stood beside her on the balcony. "Like it?"

  "The view is stunning. I can see why you live here. It's untainted by technology. A perfect paradise."

  Rylnuhn couldn't agree more, but he wasn't staring at the sunset. He only had eyes for her. Leaning his forearms on the balcony rail, he finally turned his eyes to the area around the compound.

  "The planet is gorgeous, but it isn't Vrak. I do miss living on my home planet." A Vrak'rir male couldn't be a ruler if they were unmated.

  "Why not move back?"

  "I will someday, but for now this is my home."

  "So vague."

  He smiled. "Don't women love a little mystery?"

  "Not when they're shot, kidnapped, sold, and then given to an intimidating captor."

  "Do I scare you?"

  She laughed. "You'll have to try harder. There was one assignment I was sent on where I had to let someone throw daggers past my head without blinking."

  "Did you blink?"

  "Nope, and I was able to sign a treaty with them."

  He smiled down at her. "I'm not surprised. You are a strong-willed woman."

  He glanced over at Susan again. He had his mate, but now he had to get her to agree to be his mate. Then he could return to Vrak, but she'd have to return with him. He couldn't reclaim his seat without a mate standing beside him.

  At the moment, a mated uncle was ruling in Rylnuhn's place. He hadn't needed to leave Vrak, but it was easier this way. His uncle could rule while Rylnuhn spent his time out of his uncle's hair and tried to find his mate.

  "Any chance you'll tell me why you bought me?"

  "In time."

  "So vague, but you'll find me, patient." She turned her dazzling eyes towards him.

  If he weren't careful, she'd have him wrapped around her little finger in no time.

  The suns finished their journey under the horizon, casting them in darkness.

  Rylnuhn pushed away from the balcony railing and entered his room. "Lights!"

  Dim lights filled the room.

  "Anything you need before bed?" Rylnuhn turned around to look at her.

  "Nope."

  "Good." Before she could blink, he pressed her up against a wall and stroked fingers through her fiery red hair, as his lips captured hers.

  She was so sweet and delicate, and he loved everything about her. Her body tensed as his hands slowly worked their way over her side and hip, but then she softened as he deepened the kiss by slowly working his tongue into her mouth.

  Rylnuhn caressed her teeth and then slipped past to dance with her tongue. He was falling into a dark hole he wouldn't be able to get back out of if this kept going.

  His hand worked its way into her soft curls, lightly scraping his black c
laws against her scalp. A little moan escaped her, as their kiss continued. She was so responsive and perfect.

  His other hand made its way to the side of her breast.

  A light knocking sounded on his door.

  Rylnuhn let out a growl but continued to work magic on her lips.

  Another light knock came at his door.

  With a growl, he placed his hands on the wall, encompassing Susan's head and leaned his forehead down to touch his to hers. Her green eyes connected with his and a sizzle shot down his spine.

  She was definitely his mate. He had the urge to keep her safe and make her every dream come true.

  Another knock sounded on the door.

  "What?!" Rylnuhn barked.

  Someone said something muffled from the other side of the door.

  "Enter!" He pushed off the wall and left Susan's enticing presence to face the door to his room.

  A Vrak'rir woman entered. "There is someone in the hall asking to meet with you."

  "Who?"

  "A Daen'su."

  "Fine. You can go." Rylnuhn took another look back at Susan. She was still standing with her back pressed up against the wall. Her lips were lush and red after his eager onslaught.

  If she were having a hard time processing what had occurred, he wouldn't blame her. She'd been through a lot only to have a random Vrak'rir start kissing her in abandonment.

  "I'll be back." He promised, and Susan only gave him a nod.

  Turning towards the door, he marched down the hall. Every step away from his mate was difficult. His cock was rock hard and driving him insane. All it wanted to do was be inside Susan, but he had to deal with the Daen'su.

  Entering the hall, Rylnuhn saw the Daen'su sitting with a hip cocked against a table, looking a little too at home.

  "What do you want?" Rylnuhn wasn't in the mood for this to last too long. He had his mate waiting in his room, and he didn't want her waiting too long. She might decide to revoke his advances.

  "I need my payment."

  Rylnuhn scoffed. "Your payment?"

  "I delivered the woman to you."

  "But you didn't follow my instructions. She wasn't meant to be locked away in a cell. One of the prisoners down there yanked out some of her hair."

  "That wasn't my fault. She should've stayed inside her cell."

  "It happened because you didn't follow my instructions." Rylnuhn wanted nothing more than to smash a fist into the man's face to repay the pain Susan had suffered, but he stayed himself.

  Humans weren't keen on violence, and if he wanted to keep a human mate, he'd have to learn to reign in his Vrak'rir temper.

  "Leave and never show your face here again. I so much as hear your name, and you will be a hunted man for the rest of your life." Rylnuhn spun on his heel. It was a threat, but not outright violence.

  "I want my payment now!"

  He heard the Daen'su storm his way, so Rylnuhn spun on his heel, balled his hand into a fist and sent the Daen'su flying onto his ass with one punch. He followed the Daen'su down, wrapping his hand around the man's throat, pressing the tips of his claws into flesh.

  "Leave now, while I let you, and you can consider that as your payment."

  The Daen'su choked out an inaudible response, but Rylnuhn took it as a yes. He left the man lying there and made his way back to his mate. He had some unfinished business with her.

  On his way back, he stopped a male Vrak'rir servant. "Make sure the Daen'su leaves. If he doesn't, lock him up, and I'll deal with him later."

  Rylnuhn couldn't wait to see Susan. Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door and found her laying on his bed. Her hair spread around her head like a seductive halo of red.

  Closing the door, he strode into the room. Her head rolled to the side, and her jade eyes clashed with his.

  His cock shot rock hard once again. He wondered what she'd do if he stripped down right there in front of her. A wicked smile crossed his lips, as he thought about issuing her a challenge.

  He reached for the hem of his shirt and slowly raised it, exposing his abs. Her eager eyes locked onto the skin he'd revealed. He took the shirt off and flung it across the room. Time to give his mate a striptease. All of this was hers. There was no reason for her not to look and appreciate his form.

  He definitely appreciated her, and she was still fully clothed.

  Her jade eyes roamed over the broad expanse of his chest. She was the ambassador of Earth. She had to know what all his tattoos meant. They spread from his arms to his chest and over to his back. He was a walking billboard of all his achievements. Soon he'd be able to add one last tattoo, a mated tattoo.

  Rylnuhn worked the button on the top of his pants and watched as her eyes zeroed in on his pants. He'd caught her attention.

  Slowly, he unzipped his pants and gradually worked his pants down his legs. His cock sprung out, ready and eager. Looking over at her he saw her tongue dart out to lick her lips.

  Did she imagine her lips around his thick length? Because he definitely imagined that. Her sweet little hot mouth stroked up and down his length. If he wasn't careful, he would drive himself insane. So close, yet so far away.

  Rylnuhn sauntered over to the bed, laid down next to her, and wrapped his arms around her bringing her into his chest. Amazingly enough, she didn't resist him.

  Susan didn't know what she was doing. Should she be in Rylnuhn's arms? She didn't know, but she did enjoy his presence. The kiss from earlier still weighed heavily on her mind.

  It was definitely different than what she'd imagined. She figured he would want to get information out of her, not hold her in his arms and kiss her so passionately that she would lose her mind. It did feel good to be held though. It'd been so long since she was last held by someone.

  Susan lifted her head and looked over at Rylnuhn. His eyes were closed and his breathing even.

  Had he really wanted nothing more than to hold her?

  She found herself glancing down at his cock which was still rock hard and straining for her attention. She'd seen the look in his eyes, as he sauntered over to the bed. He'd looked like a predator stalking his prey, only to lay beside her, scoop her into his arms, and then fall asleep.

  It seemed weird, but she was good with it.

  She'd keep playing along until she found out what it was he wanted from her because she was sure he wanted something from her.

  The shock on his face when she'd just accepted the fact that they'd be sharing the same room had been priceless. Part of her wanted to be ravished by him. Another part knew she should just go along with his demands because he had the power here. Susan was on her own with a Vrak'rir, so she was going to make up the rules as she went.

  Susan woke to Rylnuhn's hand caressing her breast. Her brain was addled with sleep, but she wasn't ready for such an intimate relationship with her captor. She rolled over, hoping it would deter him.

  Within a couple of minutes, he wrapped himself around her, and his hand found her breast once more.

  With a grunt, she rolled out from under his arm and stood next to the bed. Looking down she saw he was fast asleep. He'd been making moves on her in his sleep. It was slightly amusing, but she would sleep elsewhere, just in case. Didn't need him getting her horny and her doing something she'd regret in the morning.

  Leaving the warmth of the bed, she looked around the room and found a comfy chair and made herself comfortable.

  He wasn't bad looking she'd give Rylnuhn that. He had everything she'd ever dreamed of in a guy. His body was muscled and tall. And that cock, that cock was incredible. It'd been so long since she'd enjoyed the warmth of a man, and she found herself eager to sleep beside him, which was why it was so dangerous.

  But she still had no idea what he was up to. Unless he'd bought her just to have sex with her, but that didn't really seem like a Vrak'rir thing. They had mates. He wouldn't have bought her just to share a little bed sport.

  His motivation was still a mystery to her, but it woul
d all come out in time. She settled against the side of the chair and let her eyes slide closed.

  "Comfortable?"

  Susan cracked her eyes open to see Rylnuhn standing over her. She rose from her position on the chair.

  "Oh shit." Her neck cramped, as she tried to move it to a normal position. Maybe she shouldn't have slept on the chair. She put a hand to her neck, as she slowly righted her head. "I was fine until I woke up."

  "Would you like me to massage it for you?" He reached out.

  "Oh no!" Susan scooted away from him. She was already attracted to him, no need to have him massage her and bring them closer.

  "Come. We will have some breakfast after you've changed out of those charred clothes you're still wearing."

  "Do you have a shower?" Warm water sounded like a fantastic idea to her, and she wouldn't mind washing.

  "Of course. You can find a bathroom through there." Rylnuhn pointed in the direction of a doorway.

  "Thanks."

  "I'll get the clothes so you can change." Rylnuhn left the room before she could say anything else.

  Her eyes darted over to the bathroom doorway. She ambled over and walked into the bathroom, and then turned around to close the door.

  But there was no door to close.

  Susan glanced at the doorframe. Maybe there was a door that came out with a vocal command?

  "Close?" She asked the air around her, but nothing happened. Rylnuhn had asked for the lights the night before, and they'd turned on. "Guess I'll be showering without a closed door."

  Maybe she could get in, get washed, and get out before Rylnuhn made his way back with some new clothing.

  She rushed over to the shower, hit a button, and watched as a blue light filled the area. At least the rest of the building wasn't as primitive as the dungeon. She stepped out of her scrappy clothing, took another look at the doorway, and then darted into the shower.

  The blue light peeled away all the grime from her skin. She didn't have to rub her arms, but the motion was instinctual and nice. The feel of clean skin was terrific after such a long and tiresome journey. It wasn't warm water, but that was ok. These disinfectant light showers were becoming more and more common outside of doctors' offices.