Breed Her (2 page)

When his human was the last one
standing, he pushed off the wall and moved forward. His leather duster moved
around his bare feet, and he kept walking, his eyes trained right on her the
whole time, until he stood right at the edge of the steel podium. Before the
Booka male could hiss anything out, Rylan reached in his coat, pulled out the
leather satchel filled with the Declo coins, and tossed them at the alien’s
feet. When the Booka grabbed the satchel Rylan reached out, snagged the rope
that bound the female’s hands together, and pulled her forward. She lost her
balance, and a small sound left her as she fell forward, right off the podium.

 
Rylan caught her in his arms and was stunned to
realize that although she was thick and voluptuous, she weighed but a
Melan
feather in his arms. He knew her kind was tiny in
comparison to ninety-nine percent of the galaxy’s creatures, but now that he
had her in his arms, there was, for the first time in his life, a sting of
worry. She couldn’t be more than five feet, and compared to his seven foot tall
height and three hundred pound build, she was more like a child in her stature.
How could she handle him and all the filthy things he wanted to do to her, let
alone Zarek and Soran, too?

He looked down at her and examined her
delicate features. Her skin looked smooth, fragile, and had a creamy complexion
to it. Her flesh didn’t appear so unlike his
kind’s
,
but where the Hades males’ flesh appeared humanlike, it was, in all actuality,
thick and fire resistant in order to resist their planet’s harsh climates when
out of their homes. The Hades people were humanoid in appearance, but that was
where the similarities in their species stopped. The warriors were taller, more
muscular, and a hell of a lot fiercer and more violent. He lowered his eyes to
her small feet, ones that were filthy, but somehow that was adorable. Rylan
followed the length of legs to her belly. Wherever she had been living clearly had
enough food to sustain life, and it was clear she hadn’t gone hungry. That
pleased him immensely. He liked this female all lush and soft. Her legs were
closed, and he couldn’t see her cunt, a shame really, but he would have time
tonight to memorize every inch of her, as would his brothers. Her hips were
wide, and the image of him holding to her from behind while he pounded his dick
in and out of her played through his head over and over again.

Goose bumps popped out along her flesh,
but he knew it wasn’t because she was cold. The scent of her curiosity, as well
as her arousal that she was trying desperately to hide, was clear. This little
female might be apprehensive and fear what her future held, but she liked the
way he looked, and there was nothing that she could do to hide that from him. He
took in her form, knew that the temperature outside would be uncomfortable for
her, but once he was airborne there would be a breeze that helped keep her
cool. The temperature on Hades was over ten
Miloknots
,
but for a human that was over one hundred degrees. Perspiration dotted her
flesh, and Rylan wanted to run his tongue along the beads, gather them up, then
press his mouth right on her pussy and eat her out until she came all over his goddamned
mouth. A low growl left him, and her eyes widened. Rylan certainly didn’t want
to frighten her, but his kind
was
animalistic in nature.

“You’re
mine
, female.”
He grinned, but he was riveted to the sight of her breasts, which shook
slightly as she breathed in and out rapidly. He could have looked at her for
hours, just continuing to let his cock thicken behind his leathers as he became
even more aroused by the sight of her. But Rylan needed to get her back to his
brothers and her new home, and the sooner she became acclimated to her new life
the better. He kept a tight hold on her as he made his way out of the building.
The possessive and territorial side of him roared out in satisfaction and
victory, because even if he had just purchased this female, she was his, and
that was fucking set in stone and forged in fire.

Chapter Two

Tessa’s heart was pounding fast and
hard, and it felt as if it would burst right through her chest. The creature
that held her was monstrously huge and frightening. Although he held her in an
ironclad grip, he was surprisingly
gentle,
especially
given the fact he had some wicked looking black claws. It was said claws that
curled into her flesh and hinted at the promise of pain. When she had first
been captured all she had been able to think about was escape, but as the time
passed and she was taken from one planet to the next as these slave traders
gathered females, Tessa’s hope of ever seeing her home again dwindled away. Now
it was about survival. She hadn’t lived for the last twenty-three years by
doing foolish things, like running when death, or even worse torture, would be
imminent. She very much wanted to live, and she knew her fate, had seen it when
she watched the unwilling females be gathered up like livestock and sold to the
alien willing to pay the most. Once more, she looked at the creature that held
her. If she appealed to this male, perhaps he would treat her more like a pet
that served him food instead of what she feared he had planned. To some being a
pet was horrid and they longed for death, but Tessa had learned enough with the
other humans she had been living with, and if she wanted to live she needed to
play the part. Besides, this male could very well torture and maim her if she
didn’t cooperate, and as much as she would have longed for death then, there
were creatures in this solar system that derived pleasure from the blood and
tears of others. No, she would have to play this safe and smart, because there
was no one coming for her, and her chances of leaving were not worth the risk
of the punishment that would be exacted upon her.

 
The alien was silent, and the only words she
had heard him say were to the other serpent creature, but the language had been
gruff and not something she had ever heard before. She was so out of her
element right now, and more scared than she had ever been. But what made her
feel uncomfortable and confused was the arousal that tried to claim her. It had
been so sudden, and had started the second she fell into this male’s arms. The
way he looked at her told her that her fate would most definitely have sexual
activities involved. She should have feared her life at the thought of being
with this male in any way because of his sheer size alone. There was no doubt
that what he had between his huge muscular thighs was just as large as the rest
of him.

She had been captured what felt like
ages ago, and in all honesty it could have been because the days meshed
together. It wasn’t like the traders spoke directly to the females they
kidnapped, and aside from some harsh commands in the language each female could
understand, they were ignored. They didn’t even have the pleasure of bathing
alone, and when they were allowed to clean up there was always a nasty creature
watching. The first thing that registered when they landed on this planet was
that it was uncomfortably hot. And then when they had exited the craft and she
saw the jagged mountains, the red hued and smoky sky, and the rivers of lava
that flowed far too close to them, she had known she was in hell itself. At
first she had assumed she would either become food for another species, or a
servant. There had been much talk of humans being nothing more than that to
other species at the camp of humans where she had been born. But when her
kidnappers stripped her of her clothing and lined her up with the other naked
female creatures Tessa’s fate had become very clear. She was to be sold as some
kind of pleasure slave.

Earth, the planet her kind was
originally from, had long since been destroyed, and she now knew humans were an
almost extinct species.
Etera
, the planet where she
had been living, resembled what she knew to be her ancestors’ planet. The food
was abundant, the climate comfortable to sustain human life, and she had been
happy there. Although
Etera
was perfect for her kind,
there were wild animals that were ten times bigger than they were, and that
were carnivorous. They had lost many people to those creatures, ones that liked
to maim before consuming. But there was no place that didn’t have its dangers.

She stared up at this male, one that
looked like a demon by all accounts, and who bared his teeth at anyone foolish
enough to come close. He had to be at least seven feet tall, with red tinted skin,
and his hair that brushed his shoulders was the same shade as the ink from the
Squinda
beast. He may somewhat look human in appearance,
but there was nothing humane about this male. Tessa felt his muscles tense
beneath her, and they were so massive, so pronounced, that she knew it would
take nothing but a flick of his wrist and he could break her in two.

He pushed open the large door, and as
soon as the fresh air hit them she coughed and gagged from the intense smoke
that rose up from the rocky ground like menacing black fingers.

The air wasn’t fresh and crisp as it was
on
Etera
. It smelled slightly sulfuric. The heat was
also intense enough that her already sweaty skin became even wetter. He looked down
at her, and she was caught in his onyx stare. There was no white of his eyes,
just blackness that reminded her of the endless night, and had her even more
apprehensive as to what this alien had planned for her. He started to speak in
that strange, trance-like language. He had to know she wouldn’t understand him.
He grinned, and it was a scary as sin sight, one that had her pulse racing,
because she could only imagine what he had said that made him happy. His teeth
were straight and white, but he had elongated incisors, ones that had her
thinking of all kinds of horrifying scenarios where he punctured her flesh over
and over again. She swallowed, but didn’t dare move. He lifted his head and
scanned from left to right.

She had just become the devil’s concubine.
The demon looked back down at her. A soft sound filtered around them, but soon it
became deafening, and then there was a gust of wind that surrounded them. A
glance over his arm showed Tessa that he had giant black wings sprouting from
his back. They had to have a wingspan of fourteen feet. He said something else,
and then they were airborne, but Tessa didn’t make a sound, just clenched her
teeth, closed her eyes, and prayed to whoever would listen that whatever her
fate was, it wouldn’t be painful and would go very fast.

****

Rylan glanced down at his female and let
his grin spread even wider. She was scared, and rightly so, but she was trying
to appear strong. But his senses were far more acute than a mere human’s, and
he had no trouble picking up every little emotion that played inside of her.
The wind that moved across his body was humid and filled with smoke, but if she
had opened her eyes and looked down, she would have been able to make out the
rivers of lava, and the jagged mountains just a few feet beneath them. His
duster flapped behind him, and he curled his claws deeper into her skin, not
breaking the flesh but keeping her close to her body. It was a reminder that
any sudden movement could bring her very death, and although he wouldn’t let her
fall, this small human needed to know what her place was, and that this world
did not cater to a weaker, gentler species

The Tartanaian Mountains came into view—the
home he shared with his two brothers. He dipped low, curled his wings further
into his body, and turned to the right to clear the narrow mountain opening. He
took a left, let his wings spread out their full width, and glided across the
thick air the rest of the way. She made a small noise, and the scent of her
fear slammed into him. Her species didn’t hide their emotions very well, and it
was as if they shouted what they thought to everyone around. To survive was to
be discreet, and it was no surprise that the human kind had perished. His kind was
a feared species across all of the Stoker Galaxy. But after centuries of power
and victory, that reputation had been earned ten times over. Rylan looked down,
saw her eyes tightly closed, and did commend her for the strength and bravery
she displayed. But he also noticed that the sweat that covered her body was
more pronounced, that her breathing was labored, and he sensed her body
temperature rise. He needed to get her inside and to a cooler temperature. His
world was not meant for her species, or any other life that wasn’t of the Hades
kind.
But Rylan was a male of little emotion, and although he
certainly didn’t want to see his female uncomfortable or distressed, he wasn’t
about to release her because of it either.
This may not be a world she
was created for, but this was her home now. Rylan and his brothers would just
make their home livable for her, and that is where she would stay.

The opening in the side of the mountain
that was his home came into view. Two lakes of molten lava, with flames
surrounding it, were thirty feet below. He swooped down, landed on the
outcropping, and folded his wings in. They molded to his body before pressing
into his skin and disappearing. Now all that remained was the dark outline of
those wings etched into his back. The female had yet to open her eyes, but he
didn’t coax her into doing that. Slipping into the mountain, Rylan made his way
through the long, winding tunnel that led deeper into the monstrous rock. The
temperature started to decrease, and the further he descended the cooler it
became. His human started to breathe easier, and he heard her heart rate slow.
He would need to hydrate her, and so he quickened his pace, feeling a sort of
anxious sensation move through him. He wasn’t used to the feeling and didn’t
care for it. And it appeared this tiny female brought that out in him.