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  I nod. “Yes.”

  “What brother?!”

  His voice is so low it makes my chest rumble. I wish he would step forward so I could see his face. Right now I’m just staring into pure darkness, and I can only see his menacing shape outlined by my torch.

  “A brother of Vukaror,” I answer.

  “What?!”

  His voice is like thunder. He takes a step forward, his massive body seemingly filling the entire cave, and the light finally lands on his face.

  And what I see there makes my breath falter.

  He’s got a gorgeous face, with a sharp jaw and strong nose, but what I’m drawn to most are his eyes. They are vivid, mesmerizing, and deadly.

  “I will slay Vukaror,” he roars, every muscle in his body bulging.

  “Wh-what?” I stammer. Did I make a mistake? Or am I hearing this wrong. “No slaying. Nope. Brother,” I try, enunciating as clearly as I can, despite my tongue stumbling over the guttural, Kaizon language. “Family?”

  “I will slay who I please, earthling,” he growls menacingly in his alien tongue.

  Okay, so I didn’t mishear him. In fact, I can understand him perfectly. I just really don’t like what I’m hearing.

  He takes another step towards me, and Belinda shrinks behind me.

  “Can we go now?” she whispers. “I want to go home.”

  “I have the hunch that he’s not going to just let us walk away,” I whisper back.

  “How do you speak the sacred tongue?” the alien says, cocking his horned head to the side.

  “What do you mean?” I answer back. “You don’t think a mere ‘earthling’ can learn your language?”

  He smirks, showing off his sharp fangs in the process. “That is exactly what I thought, earthling.”

  “We ‘earthlings’ are not as helpless as you might think. And we prefer ‘human’. Or you could try using my actual name, instead of referring to me as an object.”

  “Without me, those puny males would have ripped you to shreds. You haven’t thanked me yet. I’ll add ‘ungrateful’ to the list of human qualities I’ve observed.”

  I can’t stand how cocky this guy is.

  “Who the hell do you think you are?!”

  “Ibalen De’Riv,” he says, pushing his shoulders back proudly.

  “I heard about him,” Belinda whispers, the fear reducing her voice to a squeak. “You know the guy, the one that abducted Febakur, that started the civil war on Kysus?! He’s that guy.”

  Oh. Fuck.

  Turns out our ‘savior’ just took us from the frying pan into the fire. If the stories are true, and I don’t doubt they are, then this guy might be the only Kaizon out there that’s actually strong enough to hurt Vuka, or any of my other friends.

  I can’t let that happen.

  “What are you waiting for?!” Ibalen thunders. “Stop mewing in that infantile language of yours, and start groveling at my feet. If you do a good job, I might impregnate you first. You could be the queen of a new world.”

  “Oh, spare me,” I say. “You’re just as bad as the raiders — no, worse! At least they knew they were bad guys. You think you’re all that, don’t you? With your puffed-out chest and your… bloody claws and… erhm…. deadly stare.”

  “What are you doing?!” Belinda whispers frantically.

  “Saving your ass,” I whisper back, not taking my eyes off the furious Kaizon for one second. “Crawl to the exit. Now.”

  “What? And leave you behind?”

  “You won’t get a second chance. You have to go back to the cabins, and warn them all that Ibalen’s here. I will keep him busy to give you time to escape.”

  “What if he kills you?”

  “He won’t.”

  I hope.

  I’m judging that solely on how he looks at me. I’ve seen that look before. I’ve seen it in Vuka’s eyes, when he looks at Jade. And Febakur has that look at well, when Dev walks into the room.

  It’s all in the eyes with the Kaizon. They shift color depending on their mood, communicating a wealth of information. And right now, Ibalen’s eyes are telling me he’s up to no good.

  “You dare speak to me like that?!” Ibalen says. He takes a step forward and I take one back, leading him deeper into the cave as Belinda crawls away. “I should punish you, human.”

  “And what would you to do me?”

  His eyes glaze over for a brief second, turning the deepest of reds.

  “I could shove my cock down your throat and make you choke on my seed,” he growls. “That should teach you a lesson.”

  Holy crap. I knew that the Kaizon were aggressive and dominant, but this is not what I was expecting. I’d love to teach him a lesson, but I don’t possess his strength or his speed. The one thing I do have is my wit. Pray to the stars that it’ll prove enough.

  “Real original, horn boy,” I say, slowly edging back. “That’s pretty similar to what the guy I just gutted said. Come on, you’re from a different planet, I’m sure you can do better.”

  “Horn boy? I am no mere boy! And my horns are glorious! You dare mock me?! I offer you a chance to be my concubine, and this is your answer?!”

  “You’re right, turdbreath.”

  His eyebrows raise wildly, his eyes turning a deep, dark black. I think I may have pushed him too far there.

  “I do not possess the breath of turds!” He growls, his deep voice echoing through the cave. Every muscle in his body is on edge, the veins in his neck twitching, and the pit in my stomach grows and grows.

  Meanwhile, Belinda has now crawled past him, and he’s none the wiser. All of Ibalen’s rage is focused on me and me alone. Belinda peeks up to look at me, and I motion for her to get her butt moving. At some point, this dog is going to stop barking and bite me.

  Ibalen’s leg twitches. I’ve seen the Kaizon wrestle before, and I’ve picked up some of their moves and tells.

  I duck and roll out of the way. It might seem too early, but I know better. If you wait until a Kaizon is moving, you’re already too late, and he’ll gut you with those massive twirling horns.

  My instinct was right. Ibalen charges towards the wall, as quick as lightning, and he rams his gigantic horns straight into the cave wall itself.

  “What?!” he says. “Impossible!”

  “Just a matter of good timing. You’ll get the hang of it,” I say.

  Belinda has now made it out of the cave. Good.

  Ibalen’s stuck in the wall, and I can’t help but chuckle. Such a mighty warrior, and he fell for the oldest trick in the book.

  Maybe I can make it out of here as well.

  With a hefty roar, Ibalen pulls back, pieces of rock flying through the air as his horns are freed from the wall. The angry warrior turns to me, his body heaving with rage, his eyes demanding blood.

  Oops.

  Chapter 4

  IBALEN

  This female absolutely infuriates me.

  Never before have I met anyone with such a foul mouth. She shows me no respect, and seems to delight in making me angry.

  Does she not know who I am?!

  I am a legendary warrior. Even the strongest Kaizon fear me. I am the one who will lead my people into a new golden age — what is she? Nothing but a human. Chattel!

  When I rule this planet, there will be plenty of fertile, obedient females for every Kaizon warrior.

  At least, that was the plan.

  Now I see this female laugh. I watch her throw her head back, her lips curl up, her cheeks dimple…

  And it ignites a roaring fire deep inside of me.

  Not just fury. Not just anger. No. It’s… desire.

  Desire to make her mine. To see her submit. To turn that pouty smirk of hers into a cry of joy and ecstasy.

  I don’t want any other human female — I want her.

  I will show her my greatness.

  When I am done, she will not be laughing. No, she will be crying out my name in orgasmic pleasure, and begging me for m
ore…

  I shake my head to clear my thoughts, pieces of rock still coming undone from my horns. How did she, a mere human, manage to dodge my strike? Pitiful. Luckily, there was no around to see my disgrace.

  I have to get myself together. I am here to take the throne, to seize this world, and much must be done. I must murder the traitorous princes — but not before I’ve learned how to open a passage back home to Kysus.

  Only then can I open the gates and lead our people to greatness, the greatness that the royals have denied them!

  I must not let this female and her lusty, curvaceous frame throw me off my path. Even if her scent does make my quad throb heavily with desire, and her milky white skin begs for my touch…

  Argh.

  I must get this out of my system. Yes, that is the correct decision. I will take her, here and now. When my quad is empty, I will regain my clarity.

  Where shall I start?

  So many good options to release my quad in. I could use those full, lusty lips of hers… or should I head straight for the main course? This female is a mighty fine specimen to break in..

  I back her into a corner, my massive frame preventing her from escaping. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with fear, and I take the moment to study every inch of her adorable face.

  Yes, she will do nicely.

  “What is your name, human?”

  “Why do you care?”

  “Because I want to know what to growl when I fill you with my seed.”

  She tries to slap me, but I grab her wrist in mid-air.

  “You surprised me before with your agility. I will not underestimate you again.”

  I roughly twist her arm behind her back, making her full chest jut outward. My forked tongue licks my lips as she struggles against my grasp.

  “Let me go, you bastard,” she cusses. “You better run! They’ll come and save me, you know!”

  “Oh, I’m counting on that,” I say. “I won’t even have to hunt them down. They will come to me. That’s why I let that friend of yours wander off. You, little one, are bait.”

  Her face grows pale.

  “And while we wait for the princes, I’m going to breed you.”

  Chapter 5

  EILEEN

  “You can’t do that,” I say, exasperated and terrified.

  My mind is racing. Ibalen’s eyes are clouded with lust, bright red and shimmering dangerously. I’ve seen that look before, but never have I been on the receiving end.

  No, that look is reserved for my friends. They receive it seconds before their Kaizon mates take them away and, well, our cabins are not exactly soundproof.

  I know exactly what goes on behind their closed doors.

  Well. Not exactly. But I can imagine. And what I can imagine scares the crap out of me.

  Just look at how big these Kaizon are. How strong, how absolutely dominant they are. And Ibalen’s even bigger than the others. He’s a true mammoth.

  I don’t want any of that between my legs. No thank you! I prefer to keep the ability to walk, if you don’t mind.

  No matter what the others girls say. They’ve talked my ears off, telling me over and over again just how mind-blowing it is. I usually put my hands over my ears and walk away. There are some things I just don’t need to know about my best friends.

  And that’s without taking into account that the royal Kaizons are actually good people. Sure, they’re still Kaizon, they still have sharp claws, scary horns, and bodies you need a ladder to climb, but they are kind and goodhearted.

  Ibalen? Not so much.

  He’s rabid. Feral. Savage.

  And I have the bad luck of catching his eye.

  I need to come up with a way to get him off my back, and fast. He’s made his intentions quite clear; he intends to fuck me. Breed me, even. And judging by how strong he is, I don’t know if I’ll survive the process.

  I might just have to resort to begging.

  “Wait,” I say as his sharp claws drag across my cheek, sending shivers down my spine. “You need me alive, right?”

  He turns his head to the side.

  “I said I’d breed you, human. Not bite your head off.”Ibalen licks his lips. “Although, your pale skin does look mighty appetizing…”

  “Stop. Please. You can’t do that. I’d, uh, die.”

  “Die?”

  “Yes.”

  “Why would I believe that?”

  “I’ll tell you my name, okay? It’s Eileen. And I have learned a lot about your kind. I can speak your language, after all, and I also know a lot about your history and biology, and I’m telling you that if you stick your spear inside of me, I will surely die. And you need me alive, to use as bait, remember? So I suggest changing your course of action. Sir. Ibalen.”

  I ramble on, doing everything I can to talk my way out of this predicament. So far, it does not seem to be working.

  Ibalen slowly cocks his head to the side. “The princes will still come looking for you if you are dead,” he muses. “I don’t need you to be alive.”

  “But I can scream!” I counter.

  “I am counting on it,” Ibalen snarls.

  “No, what I mean is, I will help them find you! I will scream as loud as I can to lead them here, to help you out,” I say.

  “Why would you help me?”

  “Because I don’t want to die. And if you can defeat them all in battle then, um…”

  I rack my brain to come up with a suitable answer that isn’t an obvious lie. What do the Kaizon care about most? Honor! And pride! I should massage that undoubtedly massive ego of his!

  “Then you deserve to be the new ruler of Earth, right?”

  “Yes,” he says. “Yes, that is absolutely correct. I will have proven my might.”

  “And if you keep me alive, I will be able witness it, and tell all the other humans just how great you are,” I say.

  My stomach is clenched as I await his response. Did I take it too far? Will it be too obvious that I’m merely stroking his ego, that I have absolutely zero intention of helping this savage beast out?

  “Very well,” Ibalen says. “You paint a convincing picture, Eileen.” He relaxes the grip on my neck, and I gasp for air.

  I can’t believe he bought it.

  “And yet, what do you plan to do about this?” Ibalen growls.

  With one pull he unsnaps his armor, and the biggest, heaviest, hardest, throbbiest alien cock I’ve ever seen springs out, all veins, vivid colors and ridges, a unique, staggering, massive and intimidating sight.

  Instantly my heart starts pounding like a war drum, heat rushes back to my core and my palms get sweaty.

  “Err, how is that my problem?” I stammer.

  “I am hard because of you!” Ibalen snarls. “Your scent, your curves, your beautiful body — it makes me hard. I cannot think straight! My thoughts are clouded. In this state, I will be no match for the royals, when my quad is so heavy, when my two hearts are racing.”

  “This gigantic… spectacle… is because of… me?”

  “Yes, human.”

  It’s strangely flattering. This massive alien, who just tore a gang of raiders apart with his own bare hands, is helpless because of little old me. What a strange amount of power is suddenly placed in my hands…

  Hands.

  That’s it. That’ll be my recourse, my salvation.

  I mean, obviously my foo-foo is out of the question. I just narrowly avoided that quagmire. Besides, it’ll never fit.

  His cock is even bigger than I feared.

  The other girls make it work though… and they are always humble-bragging about how mind-blowing it is… so, you know, I could just give it a try…

  No.

  That’s crazy talk.

  Even though my body is already preparing itself, and my mind is running wild with curiosity — no. I can’t.

  And there’s no way I can fit that giant, colorful head in my mouth either, even if my mouth waters at the prospect. Despi
te that, I do find myself wondering how it would feel to run my tongue up those ridges, or to taste him on my lips, to lick that glistening drop right off that shiny head…?

  I’m as crazy as he is!

  I’m not thinking straight either, my mind filled with absolutely nonsense. It’s gotta be his scent. He emits this strong musk, this manly, overpowering, all-encompassing scent that’s got my heart racing and my palms sweating.

  Palms. Right.

  I’ve got to use my hands. They won’t make me lose my mind. Hopefully.

  I reach out and slowly wrap my hands around his thick, throbbing member. He’s so big that my fingers barely wrap around his girth. I stare down at the contrast of his dark skin against mine, his giant cock in my, comparably, dainty hands…

  When Belinda and I ventured into this spooky cave, I feared a lot of things. Bats. Critters. You know, ordinary things you find in caves.

  I never could have imagined I’d be facing my biggest fear — a possessive, alien male who wants me and won’t take no for an answer — in there.

  I thought I was scared walking into that cave, but now I know what fear truly feels like. Well, perhaps that’s not true, I think to myself as the tips of my fingers explore the rhythmically throbbing veins on his thick dick.

  I’m not so much terrified as I am anxious. Nervous. Giddy.

  I stroke Ibalen up and down, my fingers exploring his length, feeling his weight, touching the ridges, spreading his wet precum all over the brightly colored head, all this power resting in my hands…

  Hardly feels like a punishment, I admit to myself. If I’m honest, I quite like the feeling.

  In the back of my mind, I’ve always been curious. I pushed those intrusive thoughts away, of course. The princes are all dating my friends. Or they are ‘mated’, as they call it. There’s no way I’m getting in between them. Of course, a new guy showed up, Drarsan, but his eye fell on Zoey right away.

  That’s why they’re paired off together, much to Zoey’s horror. They’re exploring a different cave, looking for new crystals.

  But now, I no longer have to wonder. I don’t have to push those thoughts away anymore, for I have a big, hard, throbbing Kaizon cock I can call my own, resting in the palm of my hand, one hand gripping the base tightly as my other hand strokes it up and down.