Fighting Lory (English Edition) (Lords Of Arr'Carthian 2) (8 page)

She uttered a startled cry as his teeth suddenly sank into her shoulder, but the brief sensation of pain was replaced by pleasure that she had never felt before. She could feel him releasing something into her bloodstream that rushed through her veins liking glowing lava and seemed to transform her whole body into one single erogenous zone. She could feel a powerful orgasm building up and she sank her nails into Kordan’s flesh as she came more intensely than ever before in her whole life. Incapable of holding anything back, she let out a scream of desire and only seconds later Kordan came, too, roaring as he pumped his seed deep inside her.

Lory looked at the door that was just closing and she just made out Charly and Amano who were disappearing along the corridor.
 

“Someone was here. Charly and Amano were here,” she said frantically.
 

“So what?” Kordan murmured into her ear, satiated.

“So what? They saw us. Saw us …”

She could not bring herself to finish the sentence.

“What’s so bad about that? You’re my mate. It’s normal for us to have sex together.”

Lory was panic-stricken by the fact that she already felt more for this damn alien than she wanted to. After all, she wanted to return to earth and not be trapped on some alien planet forever. And above all she did not belong to anyone. He could put his macho act where the sun never shines. She moved resolutely away from him.
 

“I’m not your mate,” she blurted. “And I never will be, OK? We had good sex, perhaps even
damn
good sex, but that does not mean that anything has changed between us. And just to set things straight: this was a one-off slip-up and will never happen again. And now piss off! Get your hairy ass out of my face and leave me in peace!”

Lory’s heart was pounding madly as she stared at him, her eyes flashing. She thought she saw pain in his unbelievable eyes for a moment, but then his face was controlled and devoid of any emotion. Good! She should also get her emotions under control. That was why she had to get herself out of his range as soon as possible. What had just happened between them had bewildered her too much. It was a complete understatement to say that she had had damn good sex. It was much more. And it scared her to death.
 

“If that’s what you think. Fine! I’m gone!” snarled Kordan, picking up his things.
 

Without looking at her, or turning round again, he dressed himself calmly and left the canteen.

“Security level five,” he said as he went out.
 

Lory stared after him for a long time after the door had closed behind him.
 

“Damn it!” she murmured, beginning to dress herself with trembling hands. Her bra and her panties were history: silent witnesses of the damned hottest quickie of her life. One thing was certain, if she was ever to get home again: she would never forget this man and the passion that they had shared. And it was highly probable that there could be no other man in her life. Not after experiencing this. It would be pointless. No man would be able to top that.

Once she had dressed herself and was ready to leave the canteen she became aware of another problem that she had not yet thought of yet. There was now no room for her on this damn ship. It was obviously out of the question for her to go to Kordan’s quarters. Where else could she go, though? She decided to go down to the lowest deck again where she had met Farron. Maybe he could help her.
 

Chapter 5

Y-Quadrant

In the orbit of the planet Karrx7

4th day of the month of Manao in the year 7067

Federation Time

Since the incident in the canteen Lory had moved in with Charly in Amano’s quarters. She had largely avoided Kordan, but when they came across one another they always came to blows. Kordan had a cool arrogance about him that drove her mad. A few times he had managed to catch her somewhere and kiss her. To her shame she had to admit that she put up far too little resistance. Even though she had always managed to get away, somehow, before he could do more than just kiss her, so far she had not managed to stop a part of her longing to simply let him win. Not that she would ever allow that to happen. However, their little interlude in the canteen had left its mark on her. Nevertheless, she was determined to ask the king of the Carthians to find a way for her to return home. Under no circumstances would she stay on Karrx7, Kordan’s home planet, for longer than necessary. Once she was back where she belonged she would soon forget this brief, passionate affair. In New York. She had a job, friends. She had a life for goodness’ sake. This bizarre alien spell that he had apparently cast upon her would surely wane once she was out of his range.
 

“Are you ready?” Charly’s voice could suddenly be heard next to her.
 

Lory looked up and nodded. She rose slowly from the armchair and stared at Charly, appraising the situation.
 

“You’re in love with him, aren’t you?”

“I don’t know,” replied Charly vaguely. “I like him. He’s very … nice.”

Lory snorted.

“Nice?” she blurted out scornfully. “You’re clearly suffering from Stockholm Syndrome. How can you think it’s nice that he’s abducted you and dragged you here to his damn alien planet?”

“They rescued us, Lory.”

“Rescued us! Of course. Have you already forgotten, darling? We already had our re-turn-ticket to earth in the bag.”

“Amano says that this Ellyod Allegrass is a renowned space pirate and very dangerous. He thinks that man would not have flown us to earth but would probably have sold us as slaves somewhere.”

“Does he have proof? No! He does not. He can claim whatever he likes to soften you up.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but I’m not going to listen to this any longer. I’m to take you to the transporter room because we’re leaving the ship now, but if you’d rather stay up here? Be my guest! As for me, I’m going now.”

Lory watched Charly leave the room. She knew that she had not been very tactful again but she could not change that now. And perhaps there was some truth in what Charly said. On the other hand this Amano could tell them all sorts. This Ellyod had not come across to her like a pirate or a villain. He had been very charming. On the other hand she did not trust this cat on two legs at all and if her hunch was right then Amano was also a shapeshifter. But they had no idea what awaited them down on the planet.

On the other hand her only hope was that the king of these Neanderthals would help her. So she had to go down there for better or for worse.
 

She sighed. She could not just stay up here on her own anyway.
 

“OK then,” she murmured.

Just as she was about to follow Charly the doors opened and a clearly infuriated Kordan burst into the room. “Why didn’t you go to the transporter room with Charly?” he yelled at her.

Lory put her hands on her hips.

“In case you oversized ice block haven’t noticed – I’m not here of my free will! This is a damned ab-duc-tion!”

Kordan groaned indignantly and his blue eyes flashed at her angrily.

“Are you going to come with me voluntarily now or should I carry you to the transporter room?”

“Lay your filthy hands on me and I’ll castrate you and shove your dick up your ass!”

“Just try!” Kordan challenged her with a cruel grin.

He slowly approached her. Instead of backing away, which would have been pointless, she went for the counterattack. Lory punched and kicked him skillfully, but even though she struck him hard a few times she was not able to wipe this obnoxious grin from his face. Then he halted her blow with his fist and twisted her arm up her back. Lory suppressed a cry of pain.

“Let me go, you repulsive, mangy pussycat!” she bellowed.

“I’ve now had enough of your insults,” snarled Kordan and before she knew it he had thrown her over his shoulder and was marching out of the room. Her screaming echoed down the long corridor but he did not let that bother him.

Being beamed down was an awful sensation. Lory would never get used to it, that much was certain. Indignantly she followed Kordan, Amano and Charly across the clearing on which they had landed. They were walking along a wide forest path running between tall, thick trees. The path ended at a high wall. A massive door was opened at Kordan’s command and they entered a huge, well-maintained park. Before them was a huge palace with high turrets. There were three wings and the building was three storeys high. It really did look like a fairy tale castle and for a moment Lory just stood still and stared at the splendid building. As a child she had sometimes dreamt that a prince in shining armour would take her from her horrible foster family and ride with her on his horse to his castle.
 

“Come on!” Kordan’s gruff voice tore her from her dreams.

Indignantly she started to move again. She kept looking at the ground, swearing quietly to herself. She barely registered the fact that Charly was waving at Solima and laughing, and then ran on.
 

“Just so that it’s clear straight away, Lory,” Kordan cautioned her. “You are my mate and will live with me in my chambers. I didn’t stop you on the ship but here in the palace you will not embarrass me by …”

Lory had stood still and was staring at him in disbelief. What was he on about? Was he out of his mind? Rage rose within her and she sank her finger into his broad chest.

“Only … over … my … dead … body,” she hissed, poking him in the chest at each word.

Infuriated they glared at one another, then Lory turned round abruptly and stomped off. She knew that Kordan was following her but right now she did not care at all. She stopped next to the small group of people sitting on the terrace next to the palace. Keela and Amber were there, as well as a few others. The only person who interested her now was the older man who must be the king.
 

Solima, Charly and Amano came up to the group at the same time as she and Kordan. The king rose and smiled at them amiably.
 

“Welcome! We’re pleased that you’ve finally arrived safely with us. I hope you will be happy here and recover from the adventures that lie behind you.”
 

“Safely,” snorted Lory quietly, casting a poisonous glance at Kordan.

“Thank you for your lovely welcome, Your Highness,” said Charly much more diplomatically. “It was so good of you to send your men to our rescue.”

“Just call me Mortociar, my child. We consider you girls as part of the family. Do sit with us and take a little refreshment.”

“I need to make something clear here,” Lory interrupted, ignoring Kordan’s admonishing look. “I am not here of my own accord and I’ve already told this ox here that I do not intend to share a room with him and that I am not his possession just because I’ve slept with him. I don’t know how that all works here but where I come from sex alone is not a promise of marriage. I do not expect a luxury suite or any other privileges. If I could have a little room and if someone could help me find a way back to earth I would actually be very grateful.”

“Dear Lory – that’s your name, isn’t it?” began the queen, and as Lory nodded in confirmation, she continued: ”I apologize for any trouble that you’ve had to endure up to now. I can understand your agitation. Please take a little time to calm down and consider your movements carefully. Of course we’re happy to help you get home, but this may take a long time. At the moment we don’t even have any idea where your planet is. I will instruct our astronomer to sit with you to solve this problem, but we can’t involve ourselves in matters between you and Kordan. As long as you’re here on Karrx7 Kordan is responsible for you and I hope that you can put your problems aside and that you will perhaps stay with us after all. The two of you are clearly mates even if you cannot yet recognize and accept this right now.”

“Mates? Is everyone here completely mad?” asked Lory in disbelief. “I’d rather go into the forest and live there than spend the rest of my life with this … Arrgh, put me down, you ox!”

Kordan had picked Lory up and just thrown her over his shoulder. She struggled and thumped him where she could manage to reach him, but Kordan took no notice. Anger raged within her and she was sure that if she now had a pistol in her hand then this damn alien would be long dead.

“Bastard! Son of a bitch! Put me down …,” she bellowed, beside herself.

“Aunt, uncle!” said Kordan briefly, turning to go without paying attention to her raging and swearing.
 

They entered the palace through a rear entrance. Or more precisely: Kordan entered the palace whilst Lory lashed out in all directions, trying everything to make him put her down. Of course he did not grant her this wish but climbed a broad staircase with her on his shoulder.
 

“I swear, if you don’t put me down immediately, I’ll …”

“Castrate me and shove my dick up my ass, I know,” he interrupted her, unmoved.
 

“Arrrrrrgh!”

They had arrived at the top and Kordan was now walking along a wide corridor from which large double doors lead. He finally stopped in front of one of them.

“Ceyla, open the doors,” he said.
 

“Welcome back, general,” said a computer voice and the doors swung open.

“Thank you, Ceyla. Door lock. Security level three.”

“Done, general. Any further wish?”

“No, that will be all.”

“Wishing you a pleasant stay, general.”

“Wishing you a pleasant stay, general,” Lory mimicked. “Huh! Now put me down, you hairy beast!”

Kordan walked across to the wide bed, which stood imposingly in the middle of the large room, and dropped Lory roughly onto the mattress.

“Idiot!” she snarled, rolling onto the other side of the bed and leaping off. “Wretch! Monster! Raping and killing is all that you can do. Uncivilized wretch!”

They stared at one another across the bed and the corner of Kordan’s mouth twitched slightly.

“Raping, huh? I remember things differently. It didn’t look to me as if you didn’t like it.”