Alien Warrior's Captive Earthling: SciFi Alien Romance (14 page)

“Except, surprisingly interested in Axi,” Anna murmured.

Then she’d wanted to know how Zyn and Brax were doing. They’d been gone over ten hours. Were they nearly there, readying to go into battle? She swore softly, then she pressed the area on Com where the red light had kept appearing, as she hoped it would reconnect with the last caller. She wasn’t very adept at Coms, because being in the Duchess’ service she’d rarely had to use one more than to answer, “Yes Mistress, I will be right there.”

***

Z
yn saw the red Com light had flickered, and he pressed receive. Then he demanded to Anna’s lovely image. “Are you harmed or in danger?”

Anna’s pretty eyes blinked at him with a condition he knew as surprise. “Baby, I’m fine,” she softly exclaimed.

Baby?
He had inwardly jerked as if he had suppressed a blow. Instantly, he’d wanted to beg her to say it again as her blood pounded through him. They were connected now ... he’d forever know the temptations of her exquisite blood. He’d forever crave it on his tongue, and know the hard to control urge to suck it. It would be a blessing to her, were he not to return from the death mission he was on—

“How come you don’t know about humans and Vipers living together as man and wife for over forty years?”

Zyn felt the most human sound escaped him as he tried to control his other reactions of utter surprise. “Huh?”

His Anna grinned her special smile at him. “Ah
huh
, baby, and more than a few of them did it. Successfully.”

Brax made an amused sound from the pilot’s seat across from him, and Zyn heard him utter lowly, “From my observations, when a female starts calling you ‘baby’ —you’re done for.”

Zyn growled at Brax. He couldn’t afford to nurture the brightness growing in his chest as hope. They were going on a death mission—two against hundreds. But even as he knew he shouldn’t, he still listened to his lovely Anna as she spoke with excitement, while she looked at him so hopefully.

“The Viper doesn’t ever feed off his human spouse. Instead they’d drink their spouse’s blood manually. And it said Vipers did not need as much or as often, once they were bonded.” Zyn watched with desire as Anna flipped back her hair while she spoke. “The human spouse could, you know, feed on a little of her Viper’s blood if she wanted to, um, enhance ... you know.”

Sex.

Zyn knew instantly he could keep control over himself if he wasn’t drinking directly from Anna’s sweet luscious body.

“Well, there’s a lot more, baby. We can talk about it when you get back. I just wanted you to know that it can be done and there
is
proof.”

Hope.

When you get back—

He saw it on her features, yet he couldn’t not give it to her. “Yes, when I return.”

“Call her baby back,” Brax growled.

The scourge of the universe wanted him to call his woman “baby.”

It etched from Zyn’s throat so low it was a growl. “Baby.”

“Zyn,” Anna answered breathlessly, and her fingers reached up to touch the screen, as if she could touch him. And he’d physically felt it.

Suddenly warning lights started to blare around him with black strobes.

Anna cried, “Be careful. Come back to me!” Then her image had disappeared.

“They have the
damn
wreck surrounded, Viper,” Brax uttered savagely. “
Why
would they do that, if the shoes were destroyed,” he snarled, and his irises had begun to turn a brilliant gold.

Suddenly, Zyn had decided that he really wanted to live, so he intended to do so.

“Regretfully, Scourge, you will get in my way,” Zyn uttered calmly back.

Then Zyn whipped his arm up faster than the eye could track and he released a neutralizer pin into Brax’s neck, before the male could dematerialize.

The large male slumped forward, and Zyn took control of his ship.

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T
wenty hours later, Zyn stood and leaned against the hatch in the small captain’s quarters aboard Brax’s ship. He waited patiently for the big male to wake up. Once he saw the whites of Brax’s eyes, he pointed to the live link in front of where Brax lay.

“On that you will find all of my movements through the Izard wreckage, which was empty of all shoes. Then it follows me through each of the ten Izards ship surrounding the wreckage, through each of their communications for the last week and to finalize with the atomizing of all the wreckage. Once you’ve viewed it, you will see I did only find those two particles from the shoe boxes.” Zyn pointed to the table beyond the live feed. “Once you’ve verified the destruction of the shoes our current association is
over
.”

Zyn had turned to leave, as with a rough voice Brax asked, “You killed that many Izards?”

“No,” Zyn answered, over his shoulder. “I gassed them, to avoid killing so many and instigating an all-out galactic war. Then I particle-transported them to the cargo bay on their largest ship. They should be waking soon.”

Brax grunted behind him. “What in the fifth nebula would throw ten legions of Izards unconscious?”

“It seems powderized vapor from Vipers blood will do it. It was in my sweet Anna’s references on Vipers that reminded me of it.” Zyn had continued to stalk away, as over his shoulder, he commented, “I’ll expect to see you after you’ve disposed of Soto, friend.”

After he’d made certain Boneeater was satisfied with the outcome, and would not be coming after him in any lethal manner, Zyn stole the Skitter shuttle from Brax’s ship. It was a one-man conveyance and armed well enough to take him back to Anna, who he’d called to say he was indeed alive.

They’d not spoken long, accept her breathless voice saying, “Come home quickly, Zyn.”

So he hadn’t been certain what he’d expected when he returned, accept it wasn’t what he’d found, and that was his living space filled with strange furnishings. Even as he brought the Skitter shuttle to rest at the very end of his large docking port, he was surprised to see all the other spaces were full. He might have gone on alert and thought that bounty assassins had found his residence, but for the ships logos.

One read, “The Rim’s Best Furniture Deals.” While another had the words on its cavernous sides “Decor For More.”

He frowned, feeling unsettled, and it was of Anna’s doing, because he had experienced dealing with her before. Strangely, that brought him some comfort, knowing the unusual feelings were because of her. Still, he never let his guard down so he left his ship bearing weapons, and he was going to slide in unnoticed from the top down, so he could survey to see if all was well and safe.

But he hadn’t reached the front walkway before Axi strode toward him. Her slender body moved with determination, while her hand lifted and fell, slashing through the air in front of her.

“She is
yours,
and you are welcome to her, my Zyn. Civilians,” Axi said, ending on a muttered exclamation.

Zyn tilted his head, as he tried to ascertain what Axi meant; it was obvious she was agitated. “I will claim her,” he offered.

Axi sauntered to a halt in front of him. “She cares nothing for the dangers this shopping can cause. She says I can protect her. Which is true, of course, but that is
not
the point.” Axi flipped her long dreadlocks back and she began to move past him, while over her shoulder with a clipped voice she offered, “Were she mine, I’d turn her over my knee and
spank
her.”

Zyn turned to watch Axi stalking away. “Do they like that?” he asked.

Axi looked over her shoulder at him with a smirk of her full lips. “I’ve heard it brings humans great pleasure. Good luck, my friend, you will need it. Now I am off to find this Brax as I owe him my stun gun discharged on his ass.”

Zyn turned from Axi to see two men moving a hover cart between them with an empty crate on it, toward one of the cargo ships.

“Call us anytime, sir. We deliver seven days a week,” one of the men strangely called to him. Then they went around the back of one of the cargo ships to put the hover cart and crate inside.

Zyn strode to the front door of his residence, but before he keyed the door open, it swooshed open in front of him.

A small man with his back turned toward Zyn, called, “You need anything else, ma’am, call anytime!”

Zyn sidestepped the little man as he turned and left without seeing Zyn moving around behind him. Zyn continually wondered how civilians survived, but anything he’d been thinking stopped after two strides into his residence. His head tilted to the side as he tried to assimilate what he was seeing.

It appeared Anna had furnished his space with items.

“Zyn!” Anna cried, and it lifted his gaze.

For one second he was alert to danger, but then he’d picked up the exuberant relief and joy in Anna’s tone. He saw her run toward him with a flowing dress on and an instinct unlike any warrior move he’d ever made brought his arms up to catch her.

“Zyn! Oh lords, Zyn!” She rained kisses over his face as she latched her legs around his waist. “Are you hurt? Are you alright?”

Her small hands grabbed his face on either side as her mouth frantically kissed him, and he held her tightly to him. Emotions choked his throat, because his first instinct was to shove them away, but he couldn’t beneath Anna’s joy and excitement that he was well and with her once more.

Never in his existence had he experienced anything like it.

Someone cared fiercely that he had lived.

He kissed her back, and he didn’t think that he had done it at all unemotionally. In fact he’d done it so long he’d enjoyed it. She was very receptive to the demand of his lips, very soft and yielding, but still urgently passionate. He made the entry door close behind them, and then he walked to the wall where he could anchor her better to kiss her harder.

“I found Viper-human couples that stayed with each other for life,” Anna said breathlessly against his kisses. “They lived together, married, and even had babies.”

Zyn’s lips slowed until he stood completely immobile, as he held Anna up by her sweet behind, while her soft core nestled him. His eyelids blinked slowly, while Anna looked over his face intently. He could never harm her ... even then he could easily control his fangs not to mark her. He felt the force of his nature strain toward her blood, but he was master over that urge; of that, he was certain now.

“Babies,” he growled, and his voice was not emotionless. Never ...
never
had he thought of such a possibility.

“I just said that so you’d know how committed they were and how it worked. Humans and Vipers lived and loved and stayed together, without destroying each other, Zyn. I have proof.”

He squeezed her soft behind, which inspired his shaft to lengthen, and he let it. “Love and proof,” he uttered. “You will teach me these,” he commanded.

Anna laughed and kissed him several good times. “I knew you’d come back to me,” she whispered, with a breathlessness that he very much enjoyed.

“I find I want to always come back to you,” he admitted, as he looked over her beautiful face. “You’ve changed my residence.”

“Ah huh,” she nodded, while she played with the hair on the back of his neck, in an intimate manner. “I made it a home.”

A feeling inside Zyn’s chest tightened. “Thoughts of you made me strong enough to make it back.”

“Zyn,” she cried, and she hugged him with kisses interspersed to the side of his face, and then she pushed back. “You’re not hurt are you?” she asked on an exclamation.

He shook his head. “I am well.”

Then she pressed her lips to his ear. “If you're full and don’t feel the need for blood, we can try bloodless sex.”

Just Anna saying the word “sex” throbbed his against hers.

“But if you need blood, I’ve left you some of mine in your Re-cooler. You should only need one fourth as much as the other blood to feel full, and only once every few days should do it.”

He grabbed her hair and tugged her head back so he could look deep into her eyes. “You left me your blood?”

Zyn had never felt a connection like it before, this woman had drained her blood out for him.

“Yes,” she whispered, and she clutched his shoulders. “I don’t want you to take any other blood but mine from now on.”

Zyn’s hand tightened on her scalp. “You make me feel things I cannot control.”

She moved against him, soft and warm parts of her enticing him. “I want you uncontrolled.” Then she added, “Sometimes.”

His mouth lowered to hers and took her lips. He let his control slip, until he had her panting and wildly nipping him back, as he ground into her against the wall. He found all of his former Master’s teachings in sex were disappearing and he felt none of the forced learning about it compared to what he and Anna were doing.

He was not a dispassionate observer who was manipulating a female, nor was he a Viper holding onto his control so strongly that he couldn’t feel anything. He was sure enough of the control he had mastered that he could loosen or tighten it, even in the throes of passion with Anna. And because it was her, it added another layer to his control, for the reasons that he could not conceive of harming her, unless it was a little rough sex.

His Anna was enthusiastic and not shy as she rubbed her supple curves over him, while her blood still strengthened him as she’d predicted. She even licked his fang, and that was probably his undoing.

When he’d entered her moments later, it was with control, but with heated passion. His fangs might have slashed the cloth from her body so that he could have access, but his control kept the tips from marking her soft creamy flesh. The sight of her naked body arched with intense passion at his deep thrust brought a growl from his throat. The sinking of his shaft into her heat, made his deep groan follow.

Feeling her softness grip him made him not care about blood, the food that sustained him. He would give it up and turn to dust for
this.

“Anna,” he uttered sharply, as he felt her quiver around his shaft, buried so deep inside her.

“Oh lords, Zyn,” she cried, as she writhed beneath him on the plush seating bench she’d bought for their home.