His gaze wandered over my face as if he was trying to understand me. Please, I thought, you need to help me find Sia! Probably I was delusional hoping a Krotan would assist me in any way, I already was damn lucky he hadn’t just taken what he’d wanted during the night. Apparently this warrior had morals.
After what felt like a minute, he finally let go of me. He rose from the bed so that the morning light of not one but three suns shone brightly onto his body. Did I stare? Hell, yes! He was magnificent, I couldn’t have looked away even if I’d wanted to. Of course he caught me. Smirking at me, he raised a brow. Immediately my cheeks heated; turning away, I, too, left the bed. My damn body betrayed me: I felt warmth in my belly, my heart galloped in my chest, and my fingertips tingled, wanting to touch him.
Suddenly he was in front of me, heavy hands landed on my shoulders. With a start I blinked up at him. My cheeks flamed in an even deeper red, when I saw his nose twitch. Could he smell that I was wet? Oh dear god! Vehemently shaking my head I gestured for him to put on some clothes, which made him snarl into my direction. His hands squeezed my shoulders, eventually, though, he let go off me.
I could finally breathe again when he’d walked away from me to a drawer at the other side of the room. Taking the time to calm my nerves, I took a few deep breaths. He put on pants, no shirt, but it was better than nothing, right? My body was still tingling and something about the scars over all the muscles on his torso was damn sexy. He’d fought during the war against the Rakes, there was no doubt. Some of the scars looked like the wounds had been deep cuts and burns from laser guns but he’d recovered from all of that. Apparently, he was a stubborn bastard.
When he came back, he held a pen and a piece of paper in his hands. He pushed the utensils against my chest, automatically I grabbed them. Confused I looked from the paper back to his face and I raised a brow. Finally, I got what he wanted from me. In reaction a bright smile tugged at the corners of my mouth, immediately I dropped to the floor and crossed my legs. When I began to draw, he sat down next to me.
As I glanced at him, I couldn’t read his expression, it seemed totally blank. Poker face, I thought. Trying not to let myself get discouraged, I kept my attention on the writing pad. On the upper half I drew Sia and me walking through a street smiling. Perhaps the Krotan had expected me to write something down so that he could let it be translated, but I needed him to understand as quickly as possible and I’d always been very good at drawing.
Before I drew the next scene of Sia’s and my capture, I glanced at him again. The Krotan was watching me, still I couldn’t guess what he thought. It made me nervous, my hands shook slightly, nonetheless I continued with my work. On the lower half of the paper my drawing showed several men, hitting us and pushing needles into our necks. It was easy to draw a spaceship. With my fingertip I pointed at the scene of the kidnapping to the spaceship. They took us, I tried to tell the Krotan silently.
When I met his gaze, I was afraid to only see his blank, uncaring stare again. It would hurt, even though he was a stranger to me. The women from the spaceship hadn’t mattered to the slavers, for them we had been like cattle. I couldn’t look into such cruel eyes again.
To my surprise there was unending fury in his silver irises. Flinching I stared at his large hands balling themselves into fists. He’d been scary before but now… Like prey confronted with a predator, I couldn’t gaze away. Suddenly shivering all over I just blinked up at him, unsure what he might do next.
He reached out to me. I was expecting everything—a hit, a claw strike—but him gently stroking my cheek. Afterwards he pointed at the writing pad again, obviously waiting for me to continue my story. I swallowed and nodded slowly. By now I had understood that he wasn’t angry at me but for me, which felt damn good. Like I mattered, at least a little bit. Giving him a shaky smile, I drew a few planets, a spaceship, and showed him our journey with an arrow from earth to Krotan.
Searching his gaze, I pointed at the spaceship. The other women were still somewhere out there. When his forehead crinkled, I drew another picture of the spaceship but this time I circled the cargo bay and drew several women inside. He needed to understand that there were dozens of women in desperate need of help out there.
This time, when I looked up, he nodded. Only once, but I knew I had succeeded. Question was, what would he do with the information I had given him? Would he act on it or wouldn’t he care?
I startled when he suddenly jumped to his feet. It was his turn to pace the room. Strangely his outrage calmed me and slowly I began to trust him even more. Someone who was this angered by what had happened to the women from the spaceship, couldn’t be a bad person. For the first time in months, I felt like everything was going to be okay again. This Krotan warrior was going to help me.
► Krian ◄
Matchmaking agency my ass! The human had been kidnapped and brought here against her will! No wonder she didn’t speak Krotan and hadn’t jumped at the opportunity to sleep with me. Alien kink, ha! Most likely she also hadn’t been space sick but drugged out of her mind, when arriving on my planet.
Seething from anger—my people had been tricked into taking part in slave trafficking!—I wanted to punch something. With all my self-control I held back, though, for I would only scare Ella further. She’d gone through enough already, she didn’t need me to scare her more. Clenching and unclenching my fists, I tried to calm myself. I needed to tell my advisors what had been revealed, but first my little human had to be comfortable.
Even before Krotan females had died one after another, our people had treasured them. To hear how badly this human and her friend had been mistreated, sickened me. Of course she wanted to find her friend from the first picture. I would help her do so but also I would put an end to the human slavers!
Helping her into a standing position, I laid my hand onto my chest. “Krian,” I told her, then gestured at her, even though I already knew her name but I wanted to officially introduce us to one another.
A little smile spread on her cheeks, which wasn’t as bright as before, nonetheless it stole my breath. Something about this human was affecting me. “Ella,” she answered. Her pronunciation was different from when the slaver had told me her name. I repeated it, tasting and enjoying it rolling from my tongue.
The circumstances of how we had met couldn’t be any worse but she couldn’t deny her attraction to me. When I had smelled the delicious scent of her lust again this morning, my cock had hardened painfully more. She might have never wanted to come here, nonetheless I wouldn’t let her go. She was mine; she’d know it soon.
“Come, little one,” I murmured, while pressing a hand against her lower back and urging her forward. First I showed her the bathroom, afterwards a drawer with clothes, which we had bought from planet Earth. They seemed to be in the right size. Shortly after I dressed properly, I left my suite, arranged for a servant to bring her food, then walked straight to the great hall.
When I entered, my advisors were already waiting for me. Only they expected much different news than which I was about to give them.
“You didn’t fit anatomically, did you?” someone asked, his voice deeply disappointed. They must have interpreted my silence wrongly. The expressions in their eyes seemed discouraged, they probably already foresaw our people’s extinction.
“The anatomy of a human female seems similar to a Krotan female one,” I corrected distractedly, raising a hand to silence them all. “But we have a much more pressing matter to discuss.”
“More pressing than our extinction?” one of the men in front of me said disbelievingly but quieted down immediately when hearing my impatient snarl.
“The human Ella Bellini isn’t here willingly but was grabbed from her home with other females and brought here against her will.” Suddenly it was so quiet as if they had stopped breathing, perhaps they had. A moment later, though, it was chaos. Anger, outrage, and sudden hatred filled the room.
“She was scared—understanding
ly—and of course it wasn’t the right time to…test any theories.” When I raised my voice again, they listened. Krotans were quick thinkers, perhaps because we only rarely let our emotions get the best of us. The little outbreak from before was a very seldom seen event, normally we were calm and logical, so it didn’t surprise me when my advisors wanted to learn everything that I knew about the salvers. Which regrettably wasn’t much.
“She doesn’t speak Krotan, so we’ll need a translator for her.”
“We’ll purchase one immediately!” The man to my right nodded.
“We should speak with the agency again, ask if there is another match for a Krotan male, and when their ship lands on our planet, we arrest them.” I didn’t have to mention that I would personally torture the captain of said ship in order to find out who else was involved. It was implied; after all, I had a reputation.
Within the next few hours, we planned out the whole thing and contacted the agency—the slavers—again. Of course they had another match and promised to land on Krotan in two weeks. In the evening, Ella’s translator was delivered. The device would be implanted in her neck, she would be able to understand and even speak Krotan in the blink of an eye; the translator worked like a data cube for a computer, only in this case, her brain was the computer.
When I went back to my suite, the guards in front of the doors informed me that Ella had peeked out once but chosen to stay in the room when seeing them. The left side of my mouth tugged upwards, somehow it pleased me that she had at least tried to escape and not just accepted her fate. Perhaps she was stronger than I had initially thought.
“Ella?” I called entering the room. My gaze found her instantly, she stood in front of the giant window overlooking my kingdom. The landscape was rich, forests and lakes were practically everywhere. No wonder the Rakes had wanted out planet for themselves—we had a lot of natural resources. What did the human think of Krotan? I’d love to see it through her eyes.
“Ella.” Laying a hand on her shoulder I gently turned her towards me. She jumped a little as if she’d been completely lost in thought and hadn’t even heard me entering the suite. Her eyes were wide again, the deep green irises were much more colorful than I was used to from my people. It was beautiful, she was beautiful. Stroking her wild hair back, I played with a few strands. She didn’t say anything, but neither did she shiver nor flinch, which was definitely a good sign.
Smiling I showed her the little box with the translator, then repeated her gesture from this morning, pointing at my mouth, then at hers. The device would help us talk. Apparently she understood because she nodded. Approvingly I smiled at her, then turned her around again. When I stroked her hair over her shoulder to lay bare her neck, goose bumps erupted on her skin. That heavenly odor sifted through the air, very faint, but it was there. This time I couldn’t resist. Tasting her skin with my tongue, I kissed the line of her neck and right shoulder. My cock immediately went hard and began throbbing. Fuck, how on Krotan was I going to bear not touching her when sleeping next to her this night?
It had been so long since I had last lain with a woman and I wanted nothing more than to fuck us both into oblivion. When I scraped my fangs over her soft skin, she visibly shivered. At first I was sure I had frightened her but there was no trace of fear in the air—only lust. The translator! I silently reminded myself and placed her hands against the window glass. When I pressed my cock against her behind, she cried out so sweetly, it was like music to my ears. “Krian!” she breathed out and I wanted to hear my name from her lips in this particularly breathy manner every day from now on. Rubbing myself against her, I trapped her between the window and myself. Her little hands curled, I could only imagine what they would feel like when holding on to me, while I was hammering into her. The images inside my head were almost too much, I felt like exploding.
With one hand I grabbed the translator from the box, with the other I took me laser knife from my belt. As I sucked on and kissed her shoulder, I quickly made an incision on her neck and pushed the translator inside. It would find its right place on its own, this was how it was designed. Ella cried out when I cut her, but I made her forget immediately by reaching around her and pushing a hand down the front of her pants. She was built like a Krotan female because I immediately found the little bundle of nerves, that beautiful nub which made her push back against my cock and cry out my name again.
Fuck, she was hot! I meant it literally, her body heat was completely new to me and I loved it. Stroking her clit, rubbing myself against her perfectly round ass, I made us both groan out in pleasure. The nano bots of the translator probably were already at work, forming new pathways in her brain. Burying my face in her shoulder, I breathed in her scent. I couldn’t wait to finally taste her; it would be so good.
“You feel incredible,” I rasped against her skin, licking and kissing the place between her neck and shoulder once more.
“Wha…? How can I?” Her body froze, right before I pushed her over the edge. With a cry she began shaking, climaxing so beautifully, while being trapped between my body and the window. Shortly after I followed her and reached my own high of endorphins. Her warmth seemed to sear through my clothes and skin, heating my blood. With a groan I came, still stroking her clit, prolonging her orgasm, until we both leaned against the window breathing heavily with wobbling knees.
“You can understand me because I put a translator into your neck.” Finally I was able to form tangible words again. When she wiggled free from my touch, I took the time to lick clean my finger with which I had stroked her wet clit before. At the sweet, creamy taste my eyes immediately closed and rolled back. Oh my. Making her come on my mouth was going to be amazing.
A few seconds later I opened my lids, only to find her staring at me with reddened cheeks and a wanting expression in her eyes. I loved her taste and I loved it even more how she looked at me in this moment. Smirking I licked my finger once more while gazing back at her, she visibly shivered and pressed her thighs together as if she was missing my cock between her legs.
Before I could tell her how damn beautiful she was, though, she suddenly shook her head. “Wait…no,” she murmured. “You can’t just surgically insert a translator in me without asking for my permission!”
“You nodded,” I pointed out but she threw her arms in the air as if I was being the one behaving irrationally.
“I thought it was an earpiece or something!” She righted her clothes and turned away from me. A growl left my lips—I wanted her close to me.
“But you didn’t really feel any pain, did you?”
After a small pause, she glanced at me. “No, I didn’t. Was that the reason, why you…?” From one moment to the other, she seemed even more disappointed. What had I done wrong? Wait. Did she think I had only touched her to distract her from the pain? It was partly true but:
“I don’t need a reason, Ella.” Grabbing her hand, I made her face me again. “Everything about you makes me want you.” I stepped closer. “Your soft skin”—I neared myself further—“your heat”—in the end I came to a halt directly in front of her—“and your scent.” Slowly I dropped my head to hers, giving her enough time to flee, if she wanted to. She didn’t move, though, finally my lips pressed against hers. Nipping at her, she let me in so that my tongue conquered her mouth. The taste and feel of her was incredible, my heart was slamming in my chest, and even though I had just come, my cock already was hard as stone.
Nonetheless I reluctantly ended our kiss. “You need to tell me more about how you came to Krotan.” Gently I framed her face with my hands and stroked over her soft skin. “I will find those fuckers and end them.” It was a promise.
Chapter 5
► Ella ◄
“I will find those fuckers and end them.”
Shivers ran down my back as he said those words to me. I felt a mixture of satisfaction, that he was going to punish the slavers, and shock at the deadly promise in his silver eyes.
When I saw
the prints of my hands on the window, I got even more confused. Fuck, had I really just let him stroke my clit until catapulting me onto cloud nine? My legs felt shaky and suddenly being able to understand his language was overwhelming.
We could finally talk to each other!
The thought was like a lightning strike. I needed to tell him everything that had happened! Hopefully he could really help me find Sia. “We were just walking down the street, when they came at us,” I began. My tongue felt strange, as if talking Krotan needed different motions than I was used to. He had hacked my brain with his translator, right now I didn’t care anymore, after all I was finally able to communicate properly with him.
With Krian, I reminded myself. The Krotan warrior had a name.
“They drugged us, I only woke up again in the cargo bay of their ship.” The memory of how scared I’d been made me shake even now, months later. Staring at the floor, I didn’t see him coming. Suddenly there were arms pulling me towards a heavy, reliable chest. “You’re safe.” The dark timbre of his voice vibrated throughout my whole body, it made my skin prickle but the frantic rhythm of my heart slowed immediately. I believed him: In his arms I really was safe.
Something must be wrong with me, right? How could I trust him so quickly? Exceptional situations brought exceptionally strong feelings, I guess…
“They took my sister. They took Sia, too!” I whispered against his chest, my throat was closing in. “And there were other women, one was barely more than a girl!”
Around me I felt his arms tighten, as if he didn’t like what he was hearing. My heart was pounding heavily between us but his embrace helped me to calm down. “I need to find her,” I urged. When I looked up, his gaze was dark. By now I was able to discern the tiny differences between his expressions, though. He wasn’t angry at me, he was just determined.
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