Charmed By The Coxian Gods

by Alyx X

  I giggled.

  I fucking giggled.

  Then Natalia giggled.

  Then all the girls giggled.

  NO. KNOCK IT OFF. No giggling.

  "What can I help you gentlemen with?" I asked, zipping that damned giggle into the outer reaches of hell where it belonged. Both men took a step forward, Fey holding his hand out to me as the TerraLink officer let his eyes dive down to the apex of my thighs.

  God. What was it with these creeps?

  "Fey had approached us with an intent to purchase you, and we are here to facilitate that sale," the TerraLink rep said.

  I was being sold.

  Not arrested. Sold. They had no idea who I was.

  “Oh?” I asked, searching him for any sign that he knew me, trying not to show the absolute delight at being chosen by the Coxian. It was exactly what I had been dreaming of for the past few days. Going with him, getting off the planet where I was wanted for murder? It sounded too good to be true. Oh, and there was the other too-good-to-be-true: I craved this alien more than I’d ever craved a morsel of food when I’d been starving on the streets.

  It was my escape. It was what I had wanted long before I had cut off the ambassador’s dick.

  Here it was for the taking. Except… was there a catch? Realizing I was maybe too desperate to care, I didn’t question it.

  “I accept.” I stuttered out, trying not to giggle as I looked at the overexcited Fey. My eyes moved to the TerraLink rep whose eyes finally reached my eyes for the first time. Any residue of the Coxian's power faded away in the wake of iciness in his voice. The hard light in his eyes. The greasy stretch of victory that he was trying to pass off as a smile.

  "Or is there some kind of problem?” Any attempt at calm was gone. Even Natalia's smile slipped, the Coxian's magic failing as he looked between me and the TerraLink rep, his eager grin fading.

  "Yes, Kylie Robbins, we have quite the problem. You see, you’re supposed to be dead. You can imagine our surprise when we heard that you were alive."

  8

  Fey

  "What do you mean that you are glad to see her alive?" I asked, rounding on the tall TerraLink bastard the second the door shut behind us. The air had filled with something heavy and foreign.

  When I had brought Natalia and the hoity-toity man from TerraLink, Deniel, in here it had all been eagerness and exhilaration. I preferred that to whatever this was. This felt like when Myro had been assigned to me all over again.

  Anger near death.

  "I would like an answer to my question." I kept my voice hard as I turned, Deniel standing with his back to the door. Natalia and Kylie stepped behind me, behind the old woman's massive desk, leaving me perfectly placed in the middle.

  Fine by me, I could take this bastard. I may not have any super alien powers like some of the aliens in the main room, but that was why my father demanded that we know how to fight. Coxians weren't much good in a fight unless you could use spontaneous orgasms and horny thrusting as a weapon.

  "Just that," Deniel finally answered, crossing his arms over his chest as he tapped twice on one of those damn implants that all the humans had. "According to our records, Kylie Robbins went inactive nearly three years ago. We had assumed her dead, which is why we stopped pursuing her for her crimes."

  "Crimes?" I repeated with a gasp. All of that dread was starting to make sense, and it was sitting on my chest just as heavy. Luckily this time I didn't have to ask.

  "Crimes!" Kylie spoke the word in a powerful blast of laughter at the same time I had gasped it, Natalia whispering something that she clearly ignored. The girl bustled to stand next to me in a mostly sheer robe. I couldn't even mourn the loss of the glitter; I was too confused.

  "I committed no crimes. I just gave a gross, old man what he deserved. He thought I was a child. Did you know that? He was trying to lure a child into an alley for sex. I made sure that he couldn't do it again."

  She beamed victoriously, Natalia chuckled, and I stared at her in confusion, the corner of my mouth trying to pull itself up. I didn't have the full story, but what I could piece together made me admire her all the more. The girl was a fighter. Good.

  "You made sure he could do nothing again—" Deniel began, jaw tight as he hissed the words through his teeth. His shoulders pulled wide as he pretended to be a barricade.

  "Don't be dramatic. He's not dead." Kylie snapped, her words all sass as they bit through the air. That tug of a smile on my lips was growing now. "I know what he is and where he is, just as you do. It's why he sent you here to take me in or torture me or some shit."

  Kylie clicked her tongue and shook her head as though that was the most ridiculous idea ever. Deniel was now shaking in anger, Natalia trying to pull Kylie to the back of the room and what she assumed was safety. But the girl stood her ground, her eyes never leaving Deniel's even though the knots of her fists shook against her legs, her back bowed too much to be prepared for a fight.

  Her words were clipped, eyes hard, but she was still scared.

  The fight in her was beautiful, it surged through the hunger I already had for her, and for the first time made me want to get to know her. I wanted to fight with her, run with her, explore with her. I didn't just want to fuck her. I wanted to find out all about what she had done in these 'crimes', and spar with her verbally. I wanted the fire in her eyes to be focused on me in another way.

  This mating stuff was weird. My father had said I would know the members of my Harem when I found them, but this protective need was a different kind of rush. I had tried a drug once that had done something similar on our way here, but experiencing it run through my veins on its own was a whole different kind of buzz.

  "I'm sorry," I said, forcing my gaze away from the lusty appraisal of the human next to me and to the uniformed man who was still blocking the door. "Can we complete the sale so that Kylie and I can leave? Coxians aren't necessarily supposed to stay long—"

  "There will be no sale." Deniel spat, his eyes darkening as he looked between Kylie and me, the drop of the smile and humor I had seen in him before now completely gone. "This human is under arrest. She has already been tried and sentenced and will live out her term in the dorms at the TerraLink facility... as a perk."

  She jerked. Natalia gasped. I nearly threw up in my mouth. Even I knew what that meant. A whore to the TerraLink corporation, spread legged and ready for anyone who needed release.

  I had heard shit about these bastards for years, now I was watching it go down. If these assholes didn't track the residents of the planet so closely I would have taken her and let her ride me into the stars. But no, for the first time I had gone through the proper channels and done things the right way.

  Fuck. I hadn't even tasted her and she already had me whipped.

  "Sorry, varsha," I called the TerraLink rep a friendly term in my language, hoping it would put him at ease. I stepped between Deniel and Kylie, those protective instincts from before taking over. "A deal is a deal and we already had one. So I will take my property and get out of here..."

  I reached toward her, fully prepared to grab her and run, but she sidestepped, pulling her arm away from my grasp.

  "I've got this."

  "Do you?" I leaned in, hissing under my breath. "Because it seems like you are one step away from becoming a ride-for-a-dime girl in that prison in The Glass City. Pretty sure I can give you better."

  Just like that, my mind was filled with visions of her below me, writhing and moaning as I thrust into her again and again. I could nearly feel her lips around my cock. The thought sparked in my blood like a storm, seeping out of me like the best kind of drug. I didn't even realize how powerful the waves of lust I was exuding were until both Natalia and the TerraLink rep moaned sexually.

  Kylie however, didn't even flinch. Her dark eyes stared into me; jaw tight as she fought the strength of my power. Well, at least I knew she wasn’t immune.

  "Kylie Robbins," Deniel continued, his voice tight as h
e shifted the front of his pants. "I am here as a representative of the TerraLink police, the Gurgs have already surrounded the premises. I am placing you under arrest and taking you to immediately meet your punishment."

  The lust that had seeped from me faded with each word the guy hissed, but that didn't stop him from looking her up and down like meat. Didn’t stop him from licking his lips as he stared at the glitter that accumulated between her thighs.

  Fucking bastard couldn't look at her like that. She was mine. I shifted, thinking better of shattering his jaw at the last minute. If what he said about the building being surrounded was true, I would have to play my cards carefully. I could fight him, sure, but those Gurgs were pure muscle, the hired mercenaries known for ripping heads off bodies like petals from flowers.

  As though they were on cue, the sound from the street shifted, the rumble of massive vehicles shaking the walls as dozens of them surrounded the house. Asshole wasn’t lying.

  All this for one small girl? There was no way I could take them.

  "Additionally, we will be placing everyone in this house found to have knowingly aided and abetted this monster under the property of TerraLink." He continued, eyes shifting from Kylie's body to the old woman behind me.

  "You can't be serious!" Natalia’s first words since we had entered the room slicing through everything. "I didn't know she was the same girl? How could I? The bitch doesn't tell me anything. She won't even let me sell her pussy. She just dances. Useless. If I had known this, I would have thrown her back to you years ago. I've always had a great relationship with TerraLink, why would I screw that up? Take her, then come back tonight and I'll give you all the pussy you want!"

  With each word she became more and more hysterical, her voice echoing off the walls of her office in a shriek.

  "What the hell?" Kylie yelled, both of us turning back to face the grey-haired woman. She looked as crazy as I expected; hair wild, eyes wide. Kylie looked equally crazed, except her emotion was pissed as hell. "You fucking lying bitch! After everything we’ve been through! All of our years of friendship, and you do this?"

  Kylie threw herself over the desk, claws out as she sent everything on the surface of the desk flying. Her fist caught the edge of Natalia's jaw, the woman attempting to dodge the blow. It was clear that neither woman was new at this. It had been so long since I had seen a good fight, nearly four years since my last trip home, and I had to admit I was excited.

  My heart swelled at the punches and kicks, and the well placed pull of hair that Kylie executed. It was clear she would win this match.

  "I can assure you that I, and no one here, knows anything about this little bitch. She has lied to us all!" Natalia yelled as she pushed Kylie away from her, yelling and screaming. She had turned into a mad woman, all of that madness growing as bright lights streamed through the windows. The sounds of the large tanks that were surrounding the house converged with a sound I had heard many times before.

  My ship.

  Fucking Myro.

  Of course he would break through all of the restrictions I had put on him. He was so determined to protect Kylie's virtue. Fuck that. He might have saved us all. Guess he was still good for something. Not that I would tell him that.

  The girls howled and flung curses as they continued to fight, but I turned to Deniel, who was enjoying the show as much as I was. He was still tugging at the front of his tight pressed uniform pants.

  Tucking my lusty blood boil away, I stepped closer to the officer. He didn't even turn. "I have already paid you for the human. I will be taking my property and leaving."

  That got his attention.

  "It is not our fault that you bought faulty merchandise. This one was not for sale."

  "Then give me my money back." I raised my chin, flexing my fists as I calculated the direction that would be best to knock his head in a direction that would give me the biggest rotation.

  "I'm sorry. The fact that you seem unbothered by the state of the girl's convictions says to me that you knew of them. No one would willingly purchase a murderer, no matter how good the sex is." The guy was grinning, his greasy smile stretching wider as he stepped closer. He was as eager for the fight as I was. Except, with a uniform as pressed and starched as his, I was sure he thought he wouldn't be the one doing the fighting.

  “I knew nothing.” It wasn’t a lie. Not that he cared.

  "It seems to me that you are as guilty as the mother of whores." The sounds of tanks roared as the walls of the old building rattled, their grunts seeping through the doors as the Gurgs made their way in. "I am sure we can find a use for a Coxian in our jails."

  I smashed my fist into that cocky smile with all the anger and frustration that had been burning in my gut for the last few minutes. My calculations were a perfection built only by a century of fighting. His neck twisted like old metal against an asteroid, his eyes widening as ugly red blood poured from his mouth and nose in ribbons.

  His screams joined the sobs in the back of the room as Kylie came up behind me, punching the other side of the guy’s face before he could make a full rotation and slamming him against the wall in a whimpering mess of blood and sobs.

  "Nice punch." I grinned, fully aware that her delicate human hand was more like a tap compared with my own. She still grinned.

  "Speak for yourself. Now, you gonna get me out of here, seeing as you got me into this mess?" She turned to me, the tiniest hint of a smile coloring her beautiful features. Her dark eyes dug into me, hatred and desire burning together into something like a scowl.

  "I had no idea that this—"

  "Whatever. You ever wonder what the girls in here are doing anyway?" I blinked at her.

  "Having sex?" I honestly couldn't think of an answer beyond that. What the hell were they doing here? The place reeked of sex, and we had originally come here to have sex. All of the documentation about Earth said that all humans were available to purchase through TerraLink.

  And that's what I had done. Her fiery nature wasn't rubbing me right anymore. It was starting to piss me off.

  "No! I mean, yes! Just get me out of here. You owe me that much." The tiniest hint of her smile twisted before she turned toward the door and the army that was clearly converging on the other side of it.

  "Commander Deniel!" Someone yelled from the other side of the door, the rough raspy voice clearly not human. And not alone. Shit. So much for walking out the doors and onto our ship. I couldn't take all of those Gurgs, even though the fragile human beside me was ready to take them on.

  Her determination was like a spore, embedding itself in my gut and firing through my bones.

  "Don't be a fool, they will rip you apart." I tried pulling her back, but she wasn't having it.

  "Well, what do you want me to do? Unless you are going to orgasm them into submission." She grinned as I cringed.

  "Yes, yes, that's exactly what I am going to do." That shut her up. She wasn't expecting that. Neither was I. "And then, I am going to get you out of here."

  Kylie’s dark eyes sparkled; jaw tight as I released the flame of my emotions for her. Released all the desires that I hoped for her, hoped for that stubborn powerful woman. The desire to make her submit.

  I could tell the exact moment that she felt the arousal of my ability. She tried to fight it, but it was too powerful. Too much.

  Her breathing picked up, beautiful breasts heaving as she gasped, as her knees buckled.

  “Gods, I can’t wait to have you.” Saying those words to her face was making it worse and she moaned, grabbing her own breast.

  I reached forward and grabbed the other one, my hand firm against the lush skin as she collapsed into me. I caught her, holding her tight as I leaned closer, her lips already searching for mine.

  “I can’t… this isn’t… not yet… please…” Her skin was hot under my hand as she heaved, trying to catch her breath under the pleasure.

  “Oh no, not yet. I will take you when the time is right.” I inhaled
her scent before hoisting her over my shoulder, placing her ass within inches of my face.

  "Good girl." I spanked her once, letting my fingers drift to the soft desire that was bared for me. She wiggled, trying to bring me closer, but she was powerless, heaving and gasping as the smell of her increased the intensity of the power that was seeping from me.

  I swung the door open in a flourish to the wall of Gurgs, all of them falling over each other as they heaved and gasped and writhed.

  As they came.

  What a ridiculous power to have. I would rather have punched them.

  Screams of ecstasy followed us as I walked through the house and to the front door—to the ship that had landed—and Myro, who stood calmly at the top of the extended gangplank, his own power radiating off him.

  "If you ever tell my father what I did here I will cut off that ridiculous cock of yours," I warned as I passed him. He said nothing, he grinned at the girl and hit the button to get us the hell out of there.

  9

  Myro

  "You fool!" I yelled and turned toward the blond idiot, swinging my fist with as much force as I could muster. For once, Fey didn't dodge, and my fist made contact like rock against rock, the crack echoing as he spun. The punch would have taken him down if he hadn't caught himself.

  Damn.

  It felt good to punch him, but I doubt I would do it again. The Coxian had to have been made of steel. One punch and the bones in my hand felt as though they were splintering, the muscles throbbing and screaming.

  "What the hell, Myro?" Fey screamed, pushing himself around to try to punch me. And missing. Fuck. Guess I hit him harder than I thought. That, or the gravitational pull was fucking with him as the ship went into autopilot and sped away from Earth toward the station on Io like I had programmed it to.