by Tammy Walsh
The prisoners licked their lips. Some had sharp needle-like teeth they gnashed as they ran their eyes over me. Another had a long tongue that reminded me of a frog or toad. He licked not only his lips but his bulging eyes, cheeks, and dimpled forehead.
The freaks belonged in a Salvador Dali painting.
I focused on the floor ahead, my cheeks glowing red. I had never felt so exposed my entire life.
Were the Beast and his two guards enough to stop those creatures if they took it into their minds to take me?
I panicked. Suddenly, I didn’t mind the idea of being in his cell. At least then I would be away from the others.
It was a long walk to his cell. It was identified with a number “6” stenciled on the wall outside. The door hissed open at the Beast’s approach.
My mouth felt dry. I didn’t want to enter the room but I didn’t want to stay outside it either.
I glanced down the hallway. I could run, I thought. I could get as far away as possible. I used to be a good athlete in high school.
But I wasn’t in high school. I was surrounded by prisoners who would use me and pass me along to the next guy in line. At least with the Beast, there was only one of him.
The guards stood with their shock rifles tucked into their shoulders, ready to open fire at a moment’s notice. I had no doubt in my mind they would unload into me if I attempted to run.
With a heavy heart, I marched into the cell.
The door slid shut and the lock clicked into place.
Locked.
This was it.
There was no escape for me now.
The Beast’s cell was a reasonable size. Back in the Prize Pool, I had to share a room with the other girls. I had a small lumpy bed that took me over twenty minutes to get comfortable in each night.
The Beast had a full king size bed. It looked comfortable and my body ached to lie on it.
Of course, the bed wasn’t there for lying on.
It was for other… activities.
In one corner was a small table with two mismatched chairs. A door led into a private bathroom—another perk that wasn’t afforded to we Prizes. We only had a communal shower. I wondered if the Beast had access to hot water.
The Beast stopped, turned, and looked me over.
The injuries he’d sustained during his fight had already healed. Only spots of blood remained on his hard skin and muscular frame.
This was it, I thought. I was brought here to do a job and I needed to get on and do it.
I was trapped in a room with a powerful prison inmate. It wasn’t like I could stop him if I refused.
I kept my eyes on him to show I wasn’t afraid.
Inside, I was terrified.
I reached for the clasp at my shoulder to undo my dress. The damn thing wouldn’t open! I struggled with it until finally, it popped.
There was another quirk to his lips. Blink and you would miss it, but it was definitely there. Then his expression returned to that dark and somber mood he always seemed to occupy.
Finally, I got the clasp open. I slipped the dress over my narrow shoulders and let the flimsy material slide down my arms, my slim waist, and over my hips, to the floor.
It was the only piece of clothing I wore. It might have been thin, but it was something. Now I felt more vulnerable than ever.
I swallowed. My mouth was dry.
The Beast kept his eyes on mine before his attention gradually dropped down.
I raised my chin to maintain at least a little pride in this mad situation.
His eyes ran over my curves and took in my breasts, my flat stomach, the small tuft of hair over my sex, then down my long legs, and back up again.
A thick and impressive lump formed in the front of his pants. His eyes turned misty and heated. Then he slipped his shorts off and I saw him in all his glory.
His cock thumped on his abdomen when they came loose from the confinement of his shorts. He was thick his entire length and I wasn’t sure I could fit him inside me.
And what would happen then?
Would he get angry? Would he beat me for displeasing him? Would Lily? Would he force himself inside me whether I fit or not?
My breath quickened and my heart rate doubled.
He approached me, his attention on my body and not my face. He came within touching distance. He raised one hand and ran it over my stomach.
I forced myself not to recoil at his touch.
I didn’t want to make him angry. He regularly tore creatures ten times my size to pieces with his bare hands. I might as well be made of tissue paper.
His hands were rough, the muscles thick and strong. He squeezed my hips and ran his palms over my ass and squeezed me there too.
His cock pressed against my stomach, yearning and hungry after his victorious fight.
“You’ve never fucked until you fuck a monster,” Harper had said, her voice echoing through my mind.
I didn’t want to fuck a monster. I didn’t want to fuck anybody.
The Beast’s hands continued to flow over my skin, bringing goosebumps writhing across the surface like a tossed pebble in a pond. He cupped my breasts in his hands and rubbed my nipples, pinching them between his fingers.
His cock—impossibly—grew even longer and harder.
Then he raised one hand up my chest, rested it on my shoulder, and cupped the back of my neck. He ran a thumb along my jaw and cheek and looked into my eyes.
Despite myself, and I hated to admit this, but I felt tears clog up my nose and throat. I blinked them back and struggled to control my emotions.
I might act like no one could hurt or harm me, but the truth was, I was just a girl far from home, forced to pleasure any creature that looked my way.
And when the Beast’s eyes met mine, something changed in his expression. He blinked. It was like he’d turned a switch. His eyes lowered and he removed his hands from me.
He took a step back. He was still hard as a rock but he no longer pressed himself against me.
“I’ll… take a shower,” he said in his raspy voice.
He marched into the bathroom and within seconds, the water was running.
He just left me standing there.
Naked.
My body could still feel his bare hands.
I was relieved he wouldn’t take his frustrations out on me but at the same time, I was concerned.
What if Lily heard about what happened? What if she learned we didn’t do anything?
But the night was still young. There was no telling what we might get up to before I had to return to my shared quarters in the Prize Pool.
I didn’t move until the water splattered on the bathroom floor as he took a shower.
I bent down, picked up my dress, and pinned it back on my shoulder.
I peered around the room. Now what was I meant to do?
Escape, you fool!
I turned to the door and looked for the handle but there wasn’t one. I pulled and pushed and pried on it but it wouldn’t open.
“Computer. Unlock this door.”
“Negative,” Computer said. “You lack the necessary authority.”
“Then how am I supposed to get out of here?”
“You are scheduled to leave under armed guard at seven o’clock tomorrow morning.”
Seven o’clock? Did that mean I was trapped in here until then? With a huge fighter that could do whatever he wanted with me?
No. There had to be another way out.
“Computer. There’s a fire in here. I need to escape now. Quick!”
“I detect no fires in the cell.”
“There is. It’s… I think your sensors are broken.”
“Negative. Sensors are working optimally. Would you like me to call an engineer?”
An engineer… That meant the door would have to open to let him in. And that meant I could escape.
“Yes. Call an engineer.”
“An engineer has been scheduled.”
; Yes!
“He will come tomorrow morning at seven o’clock.”
No…
“Can you make him come sooner?” I said.
“Negative. The engineer is busy with other projects until that time.”
Of course, he was. Meanwhile, I’m being burnt to a crisp in here.
Then maybe I could ask the Beast to let me go? I mean, he got a nice handful earlier. Maybe that was all he needed from me?
I edged toward the bathroom and nudged the door open. There was no shower curtain. It was a wet room and he had his back to me.
His face was aimed at the water that streamed from the showerhead and ran down his face and body. His big beefy hand was wrapped around his thick cock and he stroked it aggressively.
I backed away from the door. I stumbled over my own feet and fell flat on my ass.
I would never get that image out of my head…
That huge beast whacking off while he was thinking of…
Me?
He wasn’t finished with me, I realized. He was fantasizing about what he would do to me…
So why hadn’t he done it already?
I thought back over our little scene in his room earlier. He stood proud as he probed at me. He could have taken me then. Nothing was stopping him.
Then he looked into my eyes and…
The change came over him. He realized I didn’t want him to use me.
Could that be right?
It sounded ridiculous.
I mean, the guy was the most feared creature in this place and yet… he refused to take advantage of me?
Then why had he brought me to his cell in the first place?
And what was he going to do with me now I was locked in there until morning?
The water ceased splattering across the bathroom floor.
He’d finished with his shower.
He would come in here, naked and wet, and find me standing here in this slutty dress…
There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
I quickly pulled the bed’s covers back and slipped into the bed.
I hope you enjoyed the FATED MATES OF THE TITAN EMPIRE series. It was a lot of fun to write and, as we speak, I’m in the middle of writing my next series FATED MATES OF BREEDER PRISON.
What happens when an alien slave master gets greedy? After being thrown into cages to pleasure brutal alien fighters, Ivy is broken—a mere shell of who she used to be. She’ll be used and forced to do the monsters’ bidding, it’s too much to expect a male to watch over her… Then the Beast claims her. You can grab BEAST IN THE CAGE now!
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In space, no one can hear you scream...
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I've been reading romance and science fiction my whole life. I always wondered why those genres hadn’t been a mash-up years ago and now I'm super excited I get to combine them into a single steamy encounter!
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CLAIMED BY THE ALIEN
Book Six in the Fated Mates of the Titan Empire series
by Tammy Walsh
Copyright © 2020 Tammy Walsh
Published by Urgency
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