Abducted

by Sara Fields

  “When we get back to the ship, I’m going to tear these pants off of you and whip that little ass of yours for the stunt you just pulled. They could have killed you,” he growled, his tone low and dangerous, and incredibly arousing.

  I stared at his lips and he stared at mine.

  I lifted my chin, just a little bit and his lips drove into mine with a roughness I hadn’t expected. He kissed me, devoured me, and my hips rose to meet his. My arms curled around his shoulders and his tongue pushed between my lips, twirling with mine, angry, passionate, and utterly consuming.

  His kiss was rough and bruising, but I didn’t care. I kissed him back and my body heated feverishly beneath him.

  “You deserve to be punished,” he murmured once he came back for air.

  “So fucking punish me,” I countered, and his gaze darkened.

  “Oh, I will,” he replied. He grabbed my hips and turned me around, forcing my cheek against the wall while he pulled my pants down below my ass. He kicked my legs apart and his fingers drove between my thighs, gliding against my already soaked folds.

  He fiddled with his own pants and in seconds, the head of his cock nudged against my entrance. His arm snaked around my waist, using my body as lever as his dick slammed home inside my wet channel.

  He was rough, and he took me hard and it hurt. His dick grew longer and wider, stretching me to bursting and still, I moaned loud beneath him. His arm that surrounded my waist dropped, so that he cupped my pussy instead.

  I pressed my hands against the wall, the wet sounds of our fucking loud in the abandoned alley, the sounds of the pub quiet in the background.

  My cheek pressed against the cool wall and my clit throbbed as he pounded into me. His pace was punishing, the sex harsher than I could have ever been expected to take, but I burned hotter for him. He gripped me roughly, his fingers pinching at my clit and I groaned low, pleasure building within me as he dominated my body completely.

  My pussy clenched around his cock and I cried out, pleasure pain building a new level of passionate desire within my body. I felt myself come alive.

  He fucked me hard and I took every last achingly long inch, feeling the head of his cock push deeper inside of me than I could have ever imagined.

  By brute force, my orgasm rose within me, my body reacting violently to his punishing pace and I cried out, my heart hammering in my chest.

  “Please, Ejan,” I begged.

  “Come, you bad little human. Come for your master,” he demanded, and my thighs trembled beneath me. His fingers pinched my clit hard and my world fell apart.

  My release came hard and fast, twisting and turning through my body like whitewater rapids rushing toward completion at the bottom of a waterfall.

  My cunt tightened around his cock, milking him for all he was worth, and he groaned low behind me as his seed shot into my greedy channel.

  My thighs tightened, weakened with the power of my orgasm and I used his arm and the wall for support as my pussy convulsed, my clit throbbing hard with pleasure and I came apart. He circled and teased the folds of my cunt, dragging out my release for second after torturously long second.

  When my body finally calmed beneath his, he pulled out of me, leaving me panting as he tucked himself away. He pulled my pants back up, leaving my pussy a sopping mess of both his and my own cum.

  It was filthy. I felt so dirty but satisfied.

  He flipped me around once again, taking my chin into his fingers.

  “Do anything like that again, and you’ll regret it,” he warned, his copper eyes boring into mine.

  “Yes, sir,” I purred, my pussy pulsing with residual pleasure.

  His eyes lightened in color and he smirked a little in my direction. His eyes blazed with heat and dark seduction and I pressed my thighs together in anticipation of his touch once more. His iciness had seemingly melted away, despite his effort to keep me at an arm’s length and I smiled a little with excitement.

  “Good girl,” he replied.

  “So, you don’t hate me,” I whispered playfully, and he smirked down at me.

  “No, I don’t hate you. But next time you pull a stunt like that, I’ll whip you with my belt and you won’t enjoy a single second of it. And then, I’ll fuck your ass just to teach you who owns you,” he growled, and my insides shivered with nervous anticipation.

  “You wouldn’t,” I breathed in disbelief.

  “Oh, I would. And don’t forget it,” he replied.

  “Sampling the goods without us,” Talor chuckled and I turned my head, seeing Biran, Dex, and Talor join us in the back alley.

  The three of them laughed together while Ejan released me. I did the best I could to pull my bra back into place and hold the remnants of my shirt together, covering my bare, flushed skin. Ejan tugged my pants back up around my hips, covered my freshly fucked cunt and bare ass.

  “Let’s get out of here before anyone in the pub comes looking for her,” Ejan said and it took a long moment for me to realize that his lips hadn’t moved in the slightest bit.

  “What did you just say?” I whispered in disbelief.

  “Now is not the time,” Talor scolded, also not speaking out loud and my four captors rushed me off down the alley. I didn’t have time to ponder such a revelation, because the four of them tugged me back in the direction of their ship. In no time at all, they’d navigated me through dark streets and even darker twists and turns, until we arrived back at their ship.

  “Lock her in the bedroom, we have much to discuss,” Talor commanded, this time using his voice. “Ejan, come with me and tell me what happened with you and your brother.”

  Dex curled his arm around my waist, tossing me up and over his shoulder with ease. I struggled at first, but as soon as he landed a hard smack on my ass, I stopped fighting.

  He took me back to the bedroom with the massive bed and plopped me down straight in the middle of it. Quickly, he left the room, shutting the door behind him. I heard it click and I rushed to it, testing the knob only to find that it didn’t turn. He’d locked me inside.

  Huffing, I sat back down on the bed with a scowl.

  Looking around, there wasn’t much else in the room other than a bed. The men had apparently not used this room much, as it was rather stark and simple. A few leather sofas lined the walls, as well as a few wooden tables. There was a door off to the side that led to a restroom. Luckily, there was one window that looked out into space. I watched as their ship pulled away from the Underground, a giant Saturn-shaped metal structure that was larger than I had even imagined.

  As we pulled away, I stared into the great beyond, stars shining brightly in the background, twinkling in the darkness. I wondered what else was out there.

  My wristband chose that moment to vibrate.

  Incoming message appeared, glowing pink against the metal band. I’d completely forgotten about the thing till now, entirely captivated by my four Vakarrans since my abduction.

  I brushed my finger against it, wanting to read what it said. Talor had warned me that he’d blocked the wristband’s basic com functions, leaving it functioning but unable to communicate with the outside world.

  The holographic screen came to life before my eyes and I gasped upon seeing who the message was from. Prince Radock.

  My Fated Mate,

  It is with great anger that I learned that you had been abducted by Vakarran exiles on your journey to my world. I have been unable to use the GPS functions of your com to find you, so I hope that you’ll receive this message.

  I will be stationed on Xavier, a colony living not far from the Celestial Mates Dating Agency. The coordinates are attached. I hope you will be able to find your way to me, so that I may rescue you from the brutes that stole you from me.

  You’re my wife and I will protect and love you with my life. Once you arrive and are in my care, you will be treated like the princess you are and one day, I will be your king, as you are my queen.

  Escape. Do what you ne
ed to do and find your way back to me, my love. I’ll be waiting.

  By the way, your sister has the most beautiful red hair, just like you. I’ve braided it myself. If you don’t arrive in a week’s time, I’m going to kill her.

  With love,

  Prince Radock

  I shook, reading the message again and again.

  The message was simple, lacking details, but it said enough to force my stomach to twist into a painful knot. My sister was innocent.

  My first impression had been correct. That man was the devil. I remembered what he looked like and furrowed my brow with fury. Red skin. Dark eyes. Horns curling like a bull.

  His gaze had made me feel dirty. Uncomfortable.

  I was going to have to go. Escape and find Radock even though I didn’t want to. I had just started to begin to accept my fate and now it was all being torn away. Again.

  My sister deserved better than him.

  Chapter Seven

  Dex

  “Are you kidding? She took that disgusting creature down with a single kick?” Biran laughed.

  Ejan nodded, his face grim.

  “Come on, even you know that’s pretty ballsy for a human,” I chuckled and Ejan’s lips finally curled up in the tiniest smirk. He couldn’t contain himself and started laughing, his chest rising and falling with it.

  “It was pretty funny to see the look on Bluey’s face when she punched him square in the middle of his four putrid eyeballs,” Ejan replied.

  Even Talor, our fearless leader laughed, imagining the scene that had gone down in the pub. Unbeknownst to our charge, Bluey was actually a long-time enemy of ours, a brutal being who beat those inferior to him, not the mention the plenty of jobs he’d fucked up for us. We’d worked with him on a few missions to track down rare items, and every time he acted too soon or against orders, screwing up the whole mission so that we’d had to scramble at the last minute just because he wanted to do what he wanted, when he wanted.

  He was an asshole who just wanted all the glory to himself.

  And the thought that he’d been taken down by a human? Our human? It was too funny not to laugh.

  I wanted to reward her myself. Well, punish her first and then reward her.

  There were a variety of new functions that I’d programmed into Robo and I was dying to test them out.

  I grinned, losing myself in visions of fucking Mya in various positions that she couldn’t escape, forcing her to take her pleasure whether she wanted it or not.

  “Dex?” Talor demanded, bring me back from the fantasy dancing in my head.

  “Yes?”

  “Everything else went according to plan for you?”

  “Yeah. I sold a bunch of tech and made a ton. We’ll have plenty saved after another mission or two, I think,” I said.

  We’d been saving up cash for a good long time. We spent it only on necessities, but one day we had planned together to give everything up and purchase our own station far out of the reach of our enemies, where we could live and grow as a family, with a woman to sire our children. We didn’t plan to live in the criminal sector our whole lives, only what was necessary until we achieved our goals.

  Now that we’d found a woman, it was time to think more seriously about where we were going to station ourselves. In fact, I wanted to get out even sooner. I wanted my baby growing in her belly. I wanted that now.

  My cock hardened painfully at the thought.

  I turned back in the direction of where I’d left Mya.

  I’d had enough of this shop talk. I wanted to go fuck my woman.

  “We good? Everything on route to our usual location?” I pressed, anxious to get back to her. I wanted to make sure she was alright after our trip into the Underground. I needed to put my hands on her skin and smack that delicious ass until she begged me to let her come. I took a deep breath, trying to contain myself for a moment longer.

  “Yeah. I think so,” Biran murmured. He was looking in Mya’s general direction too. I could see how concerned he was for her. Out of the four of us, he was the gentlest. He’d always been that way. He’d also been the one to balk the most at the way some Vakarrans treated humans or the other various species we conquered in our never-ending search for more women. He’d struggled a lot over the years hiding that fact, but now that we’d been exiled, he didn’t have to anymore. Now he could be himself, outside the limitations of the Vakarran military.

  “Yeah. Let’s go punish our woman,” Talor smirked and the four of us laughed as we made our way back down to the bedroom.

  We were coming for her, whether she liked it or not.

  And I had plans. Delectable plans, which involved using Robo to bind her and punish that sexy ass of hers, both inside and out.

  I snapped my fingers and the trusty little transformer robot whirred to life, following us down to the living quarters. It didn’t take us long to make our way down to the bedroom and when I unlocked the door, Mya was sitting on the bed, staring at us with a look of determination on her face.

  Almost like she wanted to fight us.

  “Take off your clothes,” I demanded.

  Her eyebrows dipped, reluctant and clearly defiant. Her blue eyes stormed in my direction and her mouth set in a thin line.

  “I’m not sorry for what I did. That alien was going to kill that woman,” she countered, her jawline tensing harder.

  “Nevertheless, we’re going to punish you anyway,” I replied.

  Her eyes stole around the room, assessing her surroundings. I studied her, sensing something was amiss. She looked nervous, although considering what I had planned for her, she probably should be.

  “Mya. I won’t say it again. Take off your clothes. Otherwise, Talor, Biran, and Ejan will hold you down while I use the cane on your bare ass,” I commanded.

  She stilled, her eyes growing wide, staring into mine. Not a word came from her, but she licked her lips, finally dropping her gaze as she stood from her seated position on the bed. She lifted her black t-shirt over her head, revealing the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

  Her perky round breasts jostled just a bit, her little pink nipples just begging to be kissed and pinched. My dick was suddenly hard as iron. She kicked off her boots and pulled off her socks and I couldn’t stop staring at the delicious canvas of her pale human skin. I wanted to touch it, caress it, and punish it. I wanted to see my mark on her vulnerable flesh. She paused for a long moment, before she unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down her waist. Underneath, she was wearing a simple pair of white panties, lined with pale blue lace.

  Her thighs tensed, long and lean and perfect for winding around my waist as I fucked her hard, up against a wall or down on a bed. My mind ran wild with the possibilities.

  She stood straight then in only her panties, nipples hard and barefoot and I swore to the stars that I’d never seen anything fucking sexier in my life. She was perfect.

  “Panties too,” Talor said, his tone expecting immediate obedience.

  “Now, Mya,” I added.

  She fidgeted with the waistband, dragging out my patience.

  Talor acted first. He gripped her arm and tossed her face down on the bed. He placed a large hand directly on her lower back and tore her panties. I heard the fabric rip, the sound loud and she cried out in shame. He kicked her legs wide and his palm smacked her ass hard. She squirmed, kicked, and struggled against him, but she was no match for him.

  She was getting a taste of Talor’s discipline.

  The sounds of his hand cracking against her bare skin echoed around us. Her backside quickly showed the evidence of her punishment, mottled pink handprints stark against her paleness.

  “Please! Don’t!” she exclaimed.

  I knew Talor. He wasn’t going to listen.

  Her delectable little ass cheeks jiggled each time he spanked her. He made sure not to leave her thighs untouched either. Within a few minutes, her pretty pink skin turned a ripe shade of red and she was begging for forgivenes
s.

  Talor paused and my own palm itched. He turned toward me with a dark grin.

  I moved forward and Talor removed his hand from her back, allowing her to move.

  “On your back, Mya. Open your legs and show me your naughty cunt. Now,” I said.

  She rushed to obey. Her breath hitched as she put pressure on her freshly spanked ass and leaned back, spreading her thighs wide and revealing her pussy to the four of us. I feasted my eyes on the sight, seeing the wet evidence of just how aroused she was.

  “You like to be punished, don’t you, Mya?” I questioned.

  “No,” she replied, pouting just a little bit.

  I leaned over her, pressing my right palm up against her cunt.

  “Liar,” I said.

  I smacked her pussy then, using enough force to really get her attention. Her pained cry made my dick jerk in anticipation.

  “Bad girl. Maybe next time you’ll listen when I give you an order. Now, we can finally begin your punishment,” I said softly, and she jerked against me.

  “Begin? What?”

  I simply chuckled, and she shivered beneath me. I snapped my fingers, and Robo whirred and moved behind me, transforming before my eyes. Multiple limbs reached for Mya, taking the control of her arms and legs from her in a matter of seconds.

  Her face flushed pink as Robo lifted her off the bed, turning her face down and spreading her legs wide. I touched the back of her thigh and she flinched, before relaxing just a bit. I brushed against her skin, watching as tiny little goosebumps rose all over her body. I leaned forward, pressing my lips against the backs of her thighs and she sighed softly.

  “Are you ready to be punished?” I asked.

  Her pussy clenched right before my eyes, wet and tempting and for a long few moments, I forgot to breathe. My blood boiled hot beneath my skin and I wanted to fuck her right then and there, push my cock in that sweet, tight little hole, but I slowly got a hold of myself. My fists clenched, and my chest rose and fell from the effort from it.

  Punish. Then reward.

  Only in that order. Always.