Guarded
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York Albright – I’ve worked with her a few times. She isn’t the prettiest chick in the room, but she is the smartest. Unfortunately, she’s also a smartass who uses sarcasm to mask how afraid she is of anything. She’s only twenty-one with decent dark blond hair and brown eyes, but she’s already seen some of the worst the galaxy has to offer, so her mouth is permanently set in a skeptical frown. I leave her be for the most part.
“Personally, I don’t want to ever hear what these fuckers think about humans in general,” Sloane says, and I can’t argue.
“Seriously,” Alaska says after getting an approving nod from Arizona. Her accent from home is still thick on her tongue. “Where are we going? Does anyone know anything?”
“My last owner didn’t say anything,” I say lowly.
“Neither did mine,” says Sloane.
“Use your brains, ladies. Twenty Human Whores?” York says. “Most with language transmitters? Most having worked before? It can’t be good.”
“Maybe it won’t be so bad,” someone chirps up with a smile, and I immediately want to smack it right off her face. She’s young and inexperienced. Easy to see she hasn’t been broken in yet thanks to her styled white-blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. “Personally, I’m kind of excited. Traveling the universe isn’t something everyone can do.”
“You’re fucking diluted, Phoebe,” York sneers. “You’re acting like this is some summer vacation. Don’t you get it? We’re slaves now.”
“Entertainers!” Phoebe chirps, rising to stand. York doesn’t bother to move. Alaska and Arizona smirk, and I barely manage to hide mine. This bitch is fucking clueless. “They said we’d be entertainers. That we’d travel the galaxies! How can you all be so negative about everything?”
“Maybe because I’ve been entertaining for too long,” York says. “Sit before you piss someone off, yeah?”
“But—”
“Sit down, Phoebe,” Arizona snaps.
And so she does.
An uncomfortable silence settles over the room as Phoebe whispers to the girl next to her. Probably some overexcited bullshit about traveling the galaxies. What a newbie. She has no idea what’s about to happen to her.
That’s the thing about some of the new girls. They start out so excited and ready for something new and fresh to do.
Travel the skies!
See the stars!
Send the money back to your families!
Entertain some of the most interesting beings in the galaxy!
What could possibly be wrong with that?
The term entertainer is such a laugh. We’re not entertainers. We’re whores. Toys. Pets. Slaves. The only things keeping us alive and mostly intact are our rarity and mythical contracts.
Speaking of which…
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Decorated
Rebels of Sidyth, Book 2.5
CHAPTER ONE
York
“Tell me more about the claws.”
“The what?” I grab hold of my ever-growing stomach and peer at Azan who’s watching me with an excited expression. “Babe, you’ve got to stop doing that.”
“Doing what?”
“Looking at me like every day I’m still pregnant is the greatest day of your life.”
“But it is.”
I roll my eyes as Azan helps me sit up and face the mouth of the cave, taking his familiar seat behind me and wrapping his arms around my stomach. “You’re crazy.” Still, I press my back into his chest, enjoying how built my alien is, and how wonderful the silence is. Almost every night since Chentan’s declared I’m with child, Azan walks me out to our cave because of how happy it makes me. We make love (only because he’s nervous about fucking), we listen to the rain, we talk, we fall asleep, we wake up, we make love and start again. Not a bad schedule.
Today though, I’m shocked by Azan’s choice of conversation.
“What claws?”
“The man with the package.” Azan brushes scaled fingertips across my tummy. I shiver against him but try to remain focused. “You mentioned there is a man with claws at the Christmas? He brings his package to good boys and girls?”
I blink, trying to figure out what the hell he’s talking about and almost burst out laughing. “Oh… God! Azan, that’s not it at all.” I turn around in his grasp, smiling at him.
“You must explain this to me. Thanks to the last delivery, I have discovered this holiday is in December. And on Earth, that is the current time. It seemed only appropriate to learn more about the holiday so I could celebrate it with you.”
I freeze. “You want to celebrate Christmas with me?”
Azan shrugs, and it’s such an adorable look on his massive frame that I have to pinch my thighs together so I don’t get aroused. It’s hard enough to keep it together when he’s around, and apparently, I’m one of those women who wants sex around the clock when they’re knocked up. Plus, my alien drips with sex appeal and… I have to stop. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’m going to end up with a dick in a box in a few weeks, care of Azan.
“Okay, listen. I’ll tell you a little about Christmas, but I don’t want you to go crazy. Human holiday traditions are kind of confusing if you don’t know a lot about our customs.”
Azan nods, but it’s clear I’ve already lost him.
No matter what I tell him, this is going to be a Christmas like I’ve never experienced before.
There better not be a dick in a box.
Decorated is a Rebels of Sidyth holiday novella and should not be considered a standalone. If you want to really enjoy this story, you should at least read Purchased, and if you read York’s story Guarded, you’ll enjoy it even more!
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Promised
Rebels of Sidyth, Book Three
CHAPTER ONE
Ellis
I hate being weak. I hate being needy even more.
Still, there’s nothing more annoying than listening to York talk dirty to Azan. I swear to God, she has one of the filthiest mouths I’ve ever heard, making it almost impossible to keep a straight face around Hujun lately. I’m sure if I’ve become more of a prude lately, but her voice literally causes the hairs on my arm and neck to stand at attention. It’s not York’s fault. Things have been more intense since the incident around Christmas. Lately, I’m always relieved when York and Azan go off to their cave beyond the lair because York screams. It’s not that I don’t like things rough, but I’m still recovering from what’s happened, and sometimes York sounds like the sex isn’t consensual.
I have to remember that’s not the case.
Azan’s pleasuring York because she wants him to.
Blythe’s pleasuring an alien prince between pregnant puke sessions because sex is one of the only things she still enjoys.
What’s even more annoying is that until a few weeks ago the Sidyths on Hethdiss didn’t even seem like anything special. That was until I was reminded of how Sidyths behave on their homeworld.
York lets out a loud moan that reaches my ears all the way back at the main lair opening. I wince slightly, curling into myself as I try to keep the painful memories at bay. The alien standing next to me shifts his massive body, noticing my minor distress.
Immediately, memories of Yayk’s hands fade. But only slightly.
“Human women are loud.” Hujun lowers his chin.
I swallow hard as Hujun shifts to find my eyes. He knows he can keep me centered if I simply focus on his eyes. But damn, I always forget how small I am next to him until he all but bends at his knees so we can talk. Loud noises startle me lately, even when we’re all alone so he keeps his voice low and even. Not an incredible feat considering how low his voice is to begin with, but I appreciate it just the same. Hujun’s dark yellow eyes dance across my face, and I try to stop the trembles from appearing. Plus, it’s hard not to think there’s something sexual behind his gaze. I want a sexual gaze on me. But only him. No one else.
&nbs
p; After everything that’s happened, I don’t want another man to touch me ever again.
Except for the one beside me who stands a few inches over seven feet tall.
Despite keeping my focus on Hujun, I can’t stop my mind from wandering. Lately, it’s all too easy to lose my breath in things I want and things that I fear.
I hate what Blythe and York have gotten easily.
I hate wanting Hujun so bad I could cry.
I hate how scared I am for the first time Hujun does decided that he wants me.
The steady thrumming in my heart picks it up a notch and I swear Hujun’s tasting the air around me. He must smell my fear. He knows how much I want him, but he also knows how shook up and fucked up I am after what happened before Christmas.
Still.
Despite all this mental turmoil, I want to have sex with the massive Sidyth standing before me.
Some of the other women on this assignment – better known as the Human Whore Tour – crack jokes about how ugly Hujun is, but they can all kiss my tiny, brown ass. They don’t know him the way I do. Hujun’s beautiful, if not a little intimidating to look at. People say he’s too big, but being a few inches shy of five feet tall, everyone already looks huge to me. And Hujun keeps me safe. Some the pushier Sidyths have viewed my size as a weakness and think they can push me to do things I’m not comfortable doing. A few punches to the groin taught some a lesson, but not enough because now Hujun rarely leaves my side.
It’s not his fault. He thinks what happened to me is his fault, but it’s not. It’s mine.
And though sometimes I hate that he only watches over me as a favor to Prince Korben – the leader of the exiled Sidyths on Hethdiss – I’m glad Hujun kept his promise.
If not for him, I might be dead.
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Author Notes – Sabrina Kade
About the Author
Sabrina Kade lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and enjoys print leggings, shoujo manga, and teen dramas on Netflix and Hulu. Her life is surprisingly normal with her husband and two beautiful daughters, and despite what she writes, she enjoys evenings at home with her family with good food, good drinks, and a good night’s rest. And while she does enjoy dirty science fiction, she finds as much enjoyment with clean reads with happy endings as she does with the darkest of horror stories.
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Sabrina Kade’s other books
Educated
Rebels of Sidyth Book Zero
Purchased
Rebels of Sidyth Book One
Guarded
Rebels of Sidyth Book Two
Decorated
Rebels of Sidyth Book 2.5
Promised
Rebels of Sidyth Book Three
Demanded
Rebels of Sidyth Book Four