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  “Figures. Are you my captor?”

  She shakes her head vigorously. “Heavens no. I’m Lily, and they want me to… well, it’s not important right now.”

  The human female walks towards the screen and checks something.

  “It seems they’ve sedated you, and it’ll take a while for it to get out of your system.”

  “Could you… help me up?” I ask.

  I hate asking for help. I hate feeling vulnerable. I’m a warrior — my strength and my speed are my greatest assets. However, the drugs have made short work of that…

  “O-of course,” she stammers.

  Lily walks over to me and extends her right hand towards me. I grab a hold and with an extraordinary amount of effort, I manage to climb up to my feet. Walking alone still seems to be out of the question though, so I slide one arm around the female’s shoulder in order to keep my balance. She wraps her arm around my naked waist, and together we hobble over to the other side of the room.

  I can smell her perfume, her hair, even her very core, and it makes me so damn hard it physically hurts. I’m harder than I’ve ever been. Pulsing. Throbbing.

  Is this a side effect of the drugs or… or this woman my mate?

  It’s not unheard of for a Zoran warrior to mate with a human female, but here, in captivity… this is the last place I’d imagine I would find the one that my body and soul belonged to. Then again, the universe works in mysterious ways.

  Stranger things have happened.

  Lily guides me to a bed, and with her help I climb on top of it.

  “Let me check your vitals,” she says as she grabs a scanner.

  I lay down and watch her work. She is even more beautiful from up close…

  “How long have you been, you know… here?” she asks me.

  “Last thing I remember is the attack,” I tell her. “Egon, Kane, Torin and I were supposed to meet the CEO of Onyx when we were ambushed. I barely remember a thing after that, just images… floating… my anger simmering… voices in in the distance… it’s all vague.”

  I thought it was a bad idea from the start, meeting with Onyx. However, Egon, ever the considerate one, wanted to give them a chance to explain themselves. He really expected them to apologize. I suppose he’s always been tad bit naive, but then again, perhaps I’m just cynical.

  Egon always looks for the best in people — that’s why he took me on his team in the first place.

  My light pink skin… some Zorans consider it a bad omen. Many generals didn’t want me in their ranks. Thought I was bad luck. Most of my kind are blue, green red, there’s all types of variations, but a pink like mine? A rarity.

  I’ve been called a ‘human’ for as long as I can remember because of it by my fellow Zorans, because some of their kind share my skin tone. It’s made me hate humans. What I’ve seen of Onyx has only confirmed my prejudices.

  Yet, this human… she is different.

  Very different.

  She places a stethoscope against my naked chest and listens to my heartbeat. Despite my instincts, despite my cynical nature, I feel like I can trust her.

  Trust is dangerous. Trust is what has gotten me into that horrible tank. Trust is what has got me here.

  Onyx locked me up.

  She works for Onyx.

  Therefore, she is my enemy.

  Fact.

  I have to stick to the facts. They’re all I have right now.

  “Your vitals look fine,” she says. “You’re still a bit groggy, but I expect those effects to dissipate within the next hour or so.”

  “Thank you,” I say.

  “There’s just one thing,” she says. Her breath falters, and her cheeks turn red as her eyes dart towards my manhood.

  Ah, yes.

  My cock is still standing upright, hard and throbbing, every vein in it pulsing. Every time I look at Lily I feel another rush of blood, another pulse of energy go straight towards my massive erection.

  “My medical opinion,” she says with a husky voice, “is that you need a release. It seems you have some pent-up… energy. It might be a side effect of the prolonged suspensions in water.”

  I try to raise my arms, but they are heavy and tired. The sedative is still keeping my limbs from functioning properly.

  “I can’t do anything about it,” I say. “I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable. I cannot control it.”

  Her eyes move up to mine, and within a second I see a multitude of emotions flash by in this big, brown eyes of hers.

  There’s disbelief, contemplation, and finally a decision.

  “This is purely medical,” she says, her voice barely a whisper. “Understood?”

  I cock my head to the side. I do not.

  She turns around and rummages through the drawers for a moment.

  “Are you kidding me?” she mumbles under her breath. “No gloves? Ugh. Fine.”

  Lily turns around, her eyes fixed on my hard cock.

  “Purely medical,” she says again, but this time it sounds more like she’s trying to reassure herself than me. The human female takes a step forward and, to my complete surprise, grabs a hold of my cock with both of her hands. Pure pleasure instantly courses through my veins, a big drop of pre-cum appearing on the golden head of my cock. I can’t suppress a deep, low moan as her bare skin touches my sensitive rod.

  “Oh God,” she whispers as her fingers expertly stroke me. “It’s so freaking huge.”

  I love the way it feels, how the tips of her fingers explore my length. I’m not sure if it is because of the captivity, the sedatives, or simply because of my Zoran instincts, but I feel incredibly attracted to this human woman. I’ve never felt pleasure this great before. Her hands grip me tightly, and I can’t help but imagine how it would feel to sink every inch of my hardness into her glistening wet cunt.

  I moan again and bite my bottom lip.

  Her left hand grips the base of my cock tightly while her right hand moves up and down.

  “So freaking thick, too,” she whispers. “I can barely wrap my fingers around… what am I even doing?”

  Her eyes are laser focused on my cock, her tongue sticking out of her mouth in a look of pure concentration as she jerks me off.

  Already, I can feel my hips bucking, my cock swelling as my orgasm builds. I want this moment to last forever, but even I can’t hold out. Not after all this time. Not after feeling the perfect way she touches me. Not after seeing the way she looks at me.

  “I can’t hold,” I groan. “I’m going to come!”

  I try to warn Lily, but she’s lost in a trance. Lost in a world of her own, all of her attention focuses solely on my beautiful, throbbing, magnificent Zoran cock. Her left hand moves down to my balls, massaging them gently as her right hand strokes me to completion.

  “So freaking beautiful,” she whispers. “I had no idea!” I don’t think she realizes she’s talking out loud.

  I explode with the power of a volcano.

  I couldn’t hold it for a second longer. My hands are gripping the sides of the table, my hips bucking uncontrollably, and the last thing I see before my vision turns to stars is the first spurt of my seed hitting her square in the cheek, a few drops landing right on her beautiful, kissable lips.

  For the next thirty seconds I’m completely lost to the world as the most powerful orgasm of my entire life rocks me to the core of my being. I don’t know how long it’s been since my last release, but everything I have is released — and then some. Lily’s hands keep working, keep pumping, and every movement of her wrist sends another jolt of pleasure straight to my heart.

  I gasp for air as I open my eyes, my heart still clouded with lust, and what I see borders on the impossible. My chest, my abs, my thighs — it’s all covered in my own seed. Thick strings of it. Several drops still slide down my length, covering Lily’s fingers.

  I look up at the human female and my cock pulses instantly.

  I didn’t just come on her hands. Oh no.
/>   Her very face is glistening with my love, so to speak. Her cheeks, her chin, her chest, it’s… it’s everywhere. Her eyes are opened wide and filled with shock. She finally lets go of my cock and takes a step back, looking with amazement at the mess I’ve made. For a second I think she’s about to explode in anger, but instead she just starts… laughing.

  She throws her head back and laughs, and I love the sound of it. I can’t help but join in.

  “Holy cow,” she says. “That was… something!”

  “It certainly was.”

  Her face is flushed and I can’t help but notice her breasts rising up and down with every deep breath she takes. I can smell her wetness from her, and if the sedative wasn’t keeping me down, I’d repay the favor, right here, right now.

  “We should wash up,” she says, regaining some of her composure. She grabs a towel and covers my naked, glistening body with it.

  “Again, that was purely medical, okay.”

  I nod, but my eyebrows are raised.

  There was nothing medical about that. It was pure passion, plan and simple, but I play along with the female’s charade.

  For now.

  But the moment the sedative is no longer keeping me down…

  Zora have mercy.

  “What did I tell you?”

  “We’ll see, girl. We’ll see. One swallow does not make a summer.”

  Chapter Three

  Lily

  I can’t believe myself.

  What has gotten into me?

  I just masturbated an alien warrior. To completion! Purely medical my ass.

  There was nothing medical about it. In fact, it was the exact opposite. It was so damn passionate…

  My knees are still shaking as I wash my hands. I’m absolutely covered in his seed, and I resist to urge to lick it off my fingers, despite how good I know it tastes… A single shot landed in my mouth, and the taste still lingers.

  I’ve never tasted anything so sweet. This alien is full of surprises. It took every last ounce of my will to stop myself from wrapping my lips around his erupting head and catch every last drop in my mouth.

  That wouldn’t be proper — and that’s the understatement of the century.

  Purely medical. I shake my head; There’s no way he bought that.

  I take a look in the mirror, ready to talk some sense into myself, but instead, I burst out laughing. Several drops of his are still dangling down my cheeks. He erupted like a fountain, I’ve never seen anything like it!

  I freshen up — completely this time — and stride back into the lab, trying to appear confident. Trying to appear like I didn’t just have to put a fresh pair of panties on.

  On the inside I am a mess. What now? I let him out. I’m a jailer who just released his only prisoner.

  And then jerked him off for good measure.

  Siya Onyx will have my head.

  “How are you feeling?” I ask.

  “Better,” Marcas growls. “Much better.”

  His voice is so low and deep I can feel it all the way inside my chest. I straighten up and push my shoulders back. I have to stay professional. For real this time.

  “Do you have anything to eat?” he asks.

  “I’ll take a look,” I say. “Hold on.”

  The moment I turn the corner I let out a huge sigh. I’m happy for an excuse to leave the room once more, because his naked body is incredibly distracting. Sure, he’s got a towel draped across his broad frame, but that leaves very little to the imagination. Every time I see his hot pink skin, I relive that moment.

  His eyes closed, his low throaty growl, the warm spurts across my naked skin… my core throbs with lust once more.

  I just put on a new pair — jeez.

  As I order two meals from the food dispenser in my room, I down a glass of ice water in one gulp. Yet my knees are still shaking. What the hell is wrong with me?

  I return with the food, and with a pair of scrubs, the largest I could find.

  “Can you move?” I ask. I don’t mind freeing the Zoran, but there’s no way I’m clothing or feeding him like a baby!

  “Yeah, I think so,” he says as he sits up straight.

  The towel slides off his waist, and I avert my eyes.

  “Here,” I say, thrusting the scrubs into his lap.

  “Thanks.”

  I sit down behind my desk, my back turned towards him, and focus on my meal. It’s as boring as meals come, but it’s warm, and it takes my mind off the mess I’ve gotten myself into for a few seconds. I’ll gladly take it.

  Marcas sits down next to me and digs in. I’m glad to see the scrubs fit him, although barely. The material would have been very loose on even the tallest of men, yet its pulled taut across his broad chest.

  At least his alien rod is finally out of sight.

  Not out of mind, though…

  Marcas is the first to break the silence.

  “So, Lily,” he says. “If you are not my jailer, then who are you?”

  “I’m a scientist,” I say. “A geneticist.”

  “And you’re here to study me?”

  I avert his intense, teal gaze. “That’s the idea,” I say softly.

  “Then why did you release me?”

  I glance up. “Because you were locked up. That’s simply not right.”

  “Then,” he says, “you are taking a big risk.”

  “I guess,” I say. To be honest, I hadn’t really thought about the consequences of my actions. I just… acted. On instinct. The more I think about what I did, the more I start to worry.

  Siya Onyx could walk in right now. The thought of seeing her face makes me sweat with anxiety. I push the thought out of my mind.

  “You know, you’re not like other humans.”

  “Is that a compliment?” I ask.

  “You bet,” he answers. “What do they want you to do?”

  I pull the file up on my computer and show it to him. “Take a look for yourself.”

  He leans over my shoulder and studies the screen, and just being so close to him makes my heart race. I can feel the heat coming off his skin, and his manly scent surrounds me completely…

  “It’s worse than I feared,” he says, sitting back down. “They’re developing some type of biological weapon. And I seem to be the key.”

  I nod. “Yeah,” is all I can say. It doesn’t feel like enough, but I simply don’t know what else to say.

  Marcas leans back. I notice that his teal eyes are filled with a deep sadness. It makes my heart ache just looking at him.

  “I’m the key,” he says again. “The Zorans will be defeated because of… because of me.”

  He stands up and turns his back to me.

  “I should have died on Pazar,” he says softly.

  “Listen,” I say. “It’s not your fault. You’re not developing this weapon.”

  “No,” he says as he whirls around, his voice breaking. “You are.”

  “Wh-what?” I stammer.

  “You can’t do it,” he says. With two steps he’s standing right in front of me, his massive hands resting on my shoulders. His fingers dig into my skin. “They’ll use it to kill my entire species. I’m absolutely sure of it. You can’t do this. Understood?”

  “I, I…”

  I’m at a loss for words. Of course I don’t want to develop a biological weapon that can wipe an entire species off the map — I’m not a monster.

  Yet, I’m a prisoner here, as much as Marcas… if I don’t do what they want me to… what will happen to me?

  The Zoran warrior tilts my chin up and forces me to look into his teal eyes.

  “Promise me you won’t do it.”

  I look back. There’s so much warmth, so much emotion in those radiant eyes of his. It’s a world of difference compared to Siya Onyx.

  “I promise.”

  “Good,” he says, his shoulders relaxing, yet his hand still cradles my cheek. “I’d hate to have to hurt you…”

  I sw
allow the lump in my throat.

  “Would you? Hurt me?”

  “Don’t make me answer that question,” he says as he brushes his thumb across my bottom lip. Involuntarily, my entire body shivers.

  I wish my body would stop betraying me at every turn!

  I push him away and jump off my chair. I cross my arms and pace across the room, my thoughts going a million miles an hour.

  “Okay, spitball with me here.”

  “Is that what you’re into? Gross,” Marcas says. “Humans…”

  I roll my eyes. “It’s an expression. It means: let’s think out loud. We’re trapped here, the both of us. It’s only a matter of time before they find out I released you. And then, they’ll take me away and lock me up somewhere. Probably. Or force me to do build this weapon at gunpoint. Either option is bad.”

  “True,” Marcas says.

  “So there’s only one option: You have to go back in the tank while we think off a plan. I’ll pretend to work, while we devise a way to escape.”

  “No,” he growls. “Absolutely not.”

  “Do you have a better idea?”

  “I’m not going back in the tank.”

  “Again: Do-you-have-a-better-idea?” I say.

  His shoulders drop. “No,” he growls.

  “Then I’m afraid you’re going back in there.”

  “You have no idea what it’s like,” he says, looking up at me. His eyes are filled with anger. “Trapped. Sedated. No way to get out. Unable to move. All I can do is think. It drives me insane, Lily. Insane.”

  “I can make sure you’re not actually sedated,” I offer. “You’ll have to stay very still, though, when the Onyx’s are around.”

  He balls his fists. “No promises.”

  From his twisted expression I can say he means it. I walk up to him and place my open palm on his chest.

  “Marcas, listen to me. Attacking Siya won’t change a thing. You’ll only get yourself killed. If we want to make a real difference, we have to escape. I’ll copy all the data I have — perhaps we can leak it. Hopefully we can make a difference.”

  He looks back at me, and his teal eyes soften somewhat.

  “Now that sounds like a plan.”

  His balled fists relax, and he takes a deep breath.