Savage Alien: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance (Reestrian Mates Book 5)

Savage Alien

(Reestrian Mates, Book 5)

by Sue Mercury

Copyright 2015 by Sue Mercury

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About this book:

Mia is beamed aboard a Reestrian warship after venturing past a roadblock near Rahatha. She fears she’s in trouble for trespassing, but soon discovers her predicament is much worse. The captain has taken her as a mating gift for his younger brother, Sekor, a Warrior Reestrian who’s experiencing his mating urge and is in desperate need of a female.

Her fascination with the aliens fades under the cold reality of not being given a choice, and though she thinks her intended, Sekor, is rather charming, she still hopes to escape. Warrior Reestrians live by their own rules and are considered savages among their kind. But the thought of being claimed by the massive, hunky alien leaves her breathless with desire, and she can’t help but wonder what it would be like to become a Warrior Reestrian’s mate.

Sekor gladly takes ownership of the little human called Mia, but her rejection confounds him. Why doesn’t she wish to mate with a powerful Reestrian who will protect her, love her, and cherish her? Just when he thinks he’s finally wooed her, she vanishes from the ship. With his mating fever burning hotter by the hour, time is running out. Even if he finds her before The Madness claims him, will he succeed in convincing her she’s destined to become his mate?

Excerpt:

“You are not supposed to be angry, little Mia. You are supposed to be overjoyed to have been chosen for the honor of mating with a Warrior Reestrian.”

She laughed, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. She was right, he didn’t know much about humans. He stepped closer to her, only for her to back away. Her behavior confounded him.

“Overjoyed? Are you for real? I was kidnapped and told I’m to become some strange alien’s mate. What part of that scenario is supposed to leave me overjoyed?” Her hands curled into fists and she peered around him, her face lighting up as she stared out the small window, a perfect view of Rahatha’s streets below the landing site. “Let me walk off this ship right now. Please.”

“I can’t allow that. You belong to me now, Mia. If your family didn’t wish for you to be taken as a mate, they should have protected you.” He suspected her family didn’t care for her wellbeing, otherwise the males, her father and her brothers, would have kept her hidden. This thought saddened him.

“My family?” She made an exacerbated noise. “I live by myself. I’m a grown woman. I’m thirty years old and I’ve been living on my own for the last twelve years, thank you very much.”

“You will live alone no longer.” He closed the space between them and cupped her face. She flinched but didn’t pull away, and he stroked her cheeks with his thumbs, drawing circles on her soft, warm flesh.

“Please, Sekor. I am afraid of you.”

He dropped his hands to his sides and took three large steps back. The look of relief on her face to have him so far away perplexed him. Why did she fear him? He planned to protect her and love her.

“Does your heart belong to another, Mia?”

“N-no.”

“Then why haven’t you taken your robe off and offered yourself to me?”

She tied the robe tighter and crossed her arms, preventing him from staring at the mounds of her breasts. “Unbelievable,” she muttered. “Do you really expect me to strip naked and fall at your feet? Keep dreamin’, asshole, because that will never happen. I want to leave this ship. Now.”

Nothing fazed Sekor, ever. Not until Mia. He was normally confident, so confident he felt no fear in battle, and so confident he had never considered a female might reject him. When he imagined experiencing his mating urge, he had always assumed the female he selected would try her best to please him. The female standing before him wouldn’t even take her clothes off. This human girl affected him, her rejection wounding him and her bravery garnering his deep respect.

He decided to continue on. He needed to mate her soon, needed his fever to cool and to feel the spiritual ecstasy of the mating bond. Clearing his throat, he reached for his towel.

“Would you feel more comfortable if
I
stripped first?”

Chapter One

A series of explosions rattled the ground. Mia looked up as a second fleet of ships joined the three ships that were currently attacking Rahatha. She’d driven four hours just to glimpse the magnificent walls surrounding the secretive Human-Reestrian settlement in Oregon, and now she regretted her trip. She stumbled as another blast sounded, praying these new aliens, whoever they were, didn’t aim at anything outside the city’s walls. How stupid she’d been to park a mile away and travel on foot.

Green bursts of light caught her attention, and she paused and gawked at the sky. Her mouth dropped open. The second fleet of ships weren’t joining the first three to wreak havoc on the city. No, these ships were attacking the first ones.

Fantastic
. She’d slipped past the road block and trespassed on the same day an aerial battle was taking place. She wondered who the hell could be attacking Rahatha and why. None of the crafts zipping over the city resembled anything she’d seen on Earth. Humans didn’t have a hand in this violence. The black ships, the first three that had appeared, had to belong to a new race of aliens, while the gray ships that had appeared must belong to the Reestrians.

Holy crap
. She really needed to get back to her car. She would drive back to her apartment in Salem and gladly watch the rest of the battle on the news. She snorted.
If
the news covered it. She turned and ran at full speed until her side ached, then slowed and gazed over her shoulder just as the attacking aliens’ ships exploded into balls of green fire. Debris rained down upon the city.

Whoa
. Was the battle over already? Her desire to reach her car and drive away to certain safety warred with her desire to witness what would happen next.

Thick swirls of smoke rose from the city. The fight had lasted all of five minutes, and it appeared the Reestrians were the victors. Maybe she didn’t need to rush back to her car, after all.

She came to a complete stop and cursed her curiosity. Her friends told her she was silly for driving so far just to glimpse Rahatha’s walls, but her desire to see it with her own two eyes had prompted her to save up the gas money for the trip.

Reestrians fascinated her. She never missed a news special about them, and after reading a book called
The Wonderful World of Reestrians
by the renowned expert on all things Reestrian, Dr. Leann Walters, Mia couldn’t stop thinking about them. How cool was it that aliens not only existed, but some of them lived on Earth too?

Oh, and the three chapters in Dr. Walters’ book that had been devoted to Reestrian mating practices made her heart race every time she thought of them. She had those chapters bookmarked, and a few choice passages highlighted.

Though Reestrians were more technologically advanced than humans, there was something deliciously primitive about them. The mating urge Reestrian males experienced sounded quite savage, and she couldn’t stop daydreaming about being swept away by a seven foot tall, muscular, well-endowed Reestrian at the height of his mating urge.

She reached for her water bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took a long swig. Maybe she needed therapy. Was it unhealthy to spend so much time thinking about Reestrians? Sure, the males were super hunky. Sure, the males were loyal to their females due to some magical mating bond. But she was a regular human girl, and all the job applications she’d sent to various businesses in Rahatha hadn’t even gotten her a phone call. What chance did she have of meeting a Reestrian male? None, it appeared. She’d spent her birthday money getting a Reestrian language implant on the black market and all for nothing. Fat chance she would ever get to try it out.

Where was her car? Had she been running in the wrong direction? A glance at Rahatha showed the friendly ships descending, and a second later they disappeared behind the walls. Except…not all of them landed inside the city.

Her heart thumped a wild rhythm and her water bottle slipped from her hand, falling with a thud and splashing over her feet. A large gray ship rose above the walls, as if the pilot had changed his mind about where to land, and headed in her direction.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

What if they thought she was the enemy too? She didn’t stand a chance against their advanced, otherworldly weaponry. Their green laser zappers had blown the other aliens’ ships to smithereens. If she didn’t hide soon, there would be nothing left of her but a charred spot in the grass.

Tossing off her backpack, she hightailed it for the tree line. A coopery taste invaded her mouth and the ache in her side sharpened. Gasping for air, she ran as fast as she could. She ran for her life. Panic swelled, making it more difficult to take in breaths.

The leaves on the trees ahead of her stirred, and then she felt the wind rushing over her and saw the grass and shrubbery along her path rippling with movement. A massive shadow fell over her. She screamed, and suddenly she wasn’t running anymore.

Her body tingled and her surroundings faded. The sensation of treading water, or strangely enough, air, lasted for two seconds before she found herself wobbling on a hard surface. Disoriented, her eyes flew shut and she slipped down, and her hands spread open upon a smooth, cold floor.

Well, at least she wasn’t dead. The Reestrians hadn’t directed their green laser zapper at her. But she wasn’t on the ground outside running for the forest anymore. Fear clutched her heart and a chill spread through her. She knew she’d been taken aboard a Reestrian warship, but the courage to open her eyes and confirm the truth fled. If she kept her eyes closed and stayed on the floor, maybe she would wake up in her bed and discover this entire day had been a dream, from her drive to Rahatha to the aerial battle to her capture.

The road blocks were there for a reason. The inhabitants of Rahatha didn’t want visitors bothering them, and though she hadn’t breached the walls, she had still technically trespassed on Reestrian land.

Her stomach flipped. What would they do to her? Would they turn her over to American authorities, or would they mete out justice themselves? She hoped it was the former, because while she knew a lot about Reestrians, she didn’t know a thing about their judicial system.

Footsteps echoed all around her, and she finally forced her eyes open.

She gasped.

Three large Reestrian males hovered over her, all wearing black uniforms. She realized with a startled cry that these weren’t any ordinary Reestrians. These men were Warrior Reestrians from the Giamot Clan. She’d read about them in Dr. Walter’s book, and her fear intensified tenfold.

Warrior Reestrians protected their kind, but they also lived by their own rules. While Reestrian males from other clans usually didn’t take a female against her will, those from the Giamot Clan thought nothing of stealing a mate. In fact, they sometimes made a sport of it, risking their lives to steal the most attractive females, even those from other clans.

She suspected they didn’t deal kindly with trespassers either.

“Human female,” the tallest Reestrian boomed, his gaze one of stark interest. “What brings you to Rahatha?”

Her whole body broke into a tremble. She tried to answer his question, but fear stole her voice.

The other two males grunted and left the room. Tearing her eyes from the Reestrian still standing over her, she glanced around and saw nothing but gray walls illuminated in soft, yellow light. Beneath her was a black circular platform. The room contained no furniture or control panels that she could see, and she feared this room might be intended as a prison cell.

Her prison cell.

The Reestrian gripped her upper arms and hauled her to her feet. She cried out and tried to escape his grasp, but his strength surpassed hers and she soon ceased her squirming.

“I’m sorry I trespassed,” she finally said, her voice shaking as hard as her body.

Her captor leaned down and began sniffing her.

What the hell
? Was he seriously smelling her? She swallowed hard and blinked rapidly as tears gathered in her eyes. She had never been more terrified in her life.

“You are unclaimed. That is good.”

Unclaimed
?

She peered at him with wide eyes as she slowly grasped his meaning. Fantasizing about being carried off by a Reestrian male at the height of his mating urge was one thing, but to actually experience it? She felt dwarfed by his size, panicked by his intense gaze, and wished to God she had run faster.

His next words startled a gasp from her.

“My brother will find you pleasing.”

* ~ * ~ *

Sekor paced his quarters and ran a hand through his hair. A glance out the small window beside his bed showed they hadn’t landed in Rahatha yet. He bristled and felt his fever surge hotter.

His brother, Captain Heega, knew about his predicament. So why were they delaying their business on Earth and hovering outside the city walls? The sooner they landed and verified the safety of Rahatha’s inhabitants, the sooner they could return to Reestria.

The sooner he could find a mate.

His vision blurred and he swayed on his feet.

He would need to find an unclaimed female immediately upon his return home. His mating urge had begun a day ago, but tracking the troublesome Ettalians had taken priority over his biological needs. Now that the enemy had been defeated, there was nothing to distract him from the fierce impulses rising within.

Flashes of soft skin and silky hair impacted upon his mind. His muscles ached and perspiration soaked through his uniform. His cock stirred when he imagined tasting a female, holding her captive beneath him while he plundered her mouth and prepared to claim her body. Her heart and soul would come next, for during the moment of their first mating they would become bonded for life.

Almighty One, he felt like his head was going to explode. He paced and paced, and he cast another annoyed glance out the window. The ship was now descending to the landing platform inside Rahatha. Finally. He wondered if there had been a problem with the ship’s landing mechanisms.

How long did he have until his fever burned at its hottest? Hours? Days? He hoped it was days. Too bad there were no unclaimed Reestrian females in Rahatha.

He clutched his head as another wave of dizziness fell upon him.

He didn’t think he would be able to stop himself from claiming the first unmated female he came across. He paced faster, feeling like a caged animal. He wanted. He needed. He burned with desire. Ripping open his shirt, he emitted a deep growl.

* ~ * ~ *

“I am Captain Heega. What are you called, human girl?”

“Mia.” She gulped.
Holy shit
. Did this Reestrian really plan to hand her over to his brother? Did Reestrians turn lawbreakers such as herself into sex slaves or something?

“I will take you to Blina and Vessa. They will prepare you for my brother.” Captain Heega led her from the gray room with a firm grip on her arm.

“Wait! No!” Mia struggled, but it was no use. What chance did she have against the captain of a Reestrian warship? His muscles had muscles, and he had to be well over seven feet tall. At five foot six, she didn’t even reach his shoulders.

“Cease your fighting, Mia. You will need your strength.”

“Please send me back to the surface. My car is nearby. I will drive away and never venture near Rahatha again. I pr-promise.” Tears streamed down her face.

She didn’t think Reestrians were so cool anymore. If this was how they handled prisoners, she wanted nothing to do with the aliens. How ridiculous she’d been to devour every news article and record all the television specials about them. If Reestrians had a fan club, she would have been their president, but no more. All her fascination with the aliens faded under cold reality.

The captain hurried her through narrow, dim corridors. A few uniformed Reestrians bounded past them, nodding at their superior while giving her a curious look. Or perhaps it was a knowing look. Were they aware of her crime? If so, did they realize how outrageous her punishment was compared to the little crime of venturing past the road blocks?

She sniffled and tried to peer into the open doors they flew past, but Captain Heega was walking so fast she wasn’t able to glimpse much beyond a small cafeteria area and a room with lots of panels and flashing buttons.

“Wh-what is your brother’s name?”

“Sekor.” The
r
sound rolled off his tongue in a guttural purr that sounded perfectly alien.

“Can’t I get a trial before I’m sent to him? Please?” She peered up at the captain as he pulled her down a new corridor. “I’m an American citizen and I’m entitled to due process. Can I at least contact my lawyer?” Not that she had a lawyer. Who would she call anyway, even if he allowed her to contact someone?

“You belong to Sekor now.” Frustration threaded his words and he moved faster.

She renewed her struggles but it didn’t slow him a bit. A sense of urgency surrounded him, as if getting her to his brother was a matter of life or death. Her throat burned as she tried to hold back a sob. All the self-defense classes in the world couldn’t have prepared her to face off with Captain Heega, and if his brother was even half as strong, she wouldn’t stand a chance against him either.