Hide to Stay Alive (Club Release 1) (5 page)

Fear like I’ve never known
seeps into my bones.

Movement nearby has me
jumping. I look over and see two tall ass aliens checking Gayle
out. One of them looks at me. The being’s teal and silver eyes look
me over with keen interest. Its beautiful eye color keeps me
mesmerized. My heart races as I jerk my gaze from his and do a
quick scan of his body. Heat pools in my groin. I’m shocked by my
body’s reaction.

I can’t be attracted to a
male. They are bad and hurt females every chance they get. Alien
males can’t be any different. Can they? An image of the being
dragging Megan fills my head. No, they aren’t.

I look around for a place
to hide. I take a step back and my chain vibrates as it slides
across the dark wood. The noise in the room is almost deafening. I
drop to the floor and cover my ears with my hands. I long to hold
backpack. Right now, I need my friend more than ever.

Gayle’s voice cuts through
the air. I glance over and see that both of the beings are close to
Gayle and the one with silver eyes is telling her something. They
must be the zaphinians the red being was talking about. Did it lie?
Are they my best chance at living? Will they take me and Gayle away
from here? Away from this nightmare?

Gayle snarls and then
spits at the silver eyed one with the short black hair. The being
dodges her spit and then frowns at her. Both of them step back and
start talking on the edge of the platform. Every so often the
handsome teal eyed one with the shoulder length black hair looks my
way. I don’t mean to stare but there’s something about him that
draws my gaze. Like a moth to a flame. Hopefully not a cooking
flame. No, the red alien said they weren’t here for
food.

Movement near me has me
scooting back and looking to see what is moving near me. The sight
has me scrambling back as far as my chain will allow. A scary being
with six eyes is looking Gayle over. It makes some grunting noises
and reaches out to touch Gayle. She spits at the being. It makes a
spooky sound and then slaps her down to the floor.

The being’s movements make
its body odor waft over to me. I gag at the hideous smell. Gayle
rears up and strikes out at the being with her fist. The being
makes that noise again and then balls a fist and slams it into
Gayle’s face. I cringe as Gayle sinks to the floor with blood
running from her nose and mouth. I start shaking as I wonder if
she’s dead.

The six-eyed creature
waves the red being over and then talks to it for a moment. I watch
in horror as one of our captors comes over and unchains Gayle. Just
as I fear, the ugly being grabs Gayle by the arm and drags her
away. As it passes me, it looks down at Gayle Balwin and then rubs
its belly. I shudder as I watch until the crowd closes around
them.

My gaze is captured by the
red being. It looks pointedly at me. I remember the alien’s words,
but right now things are looking pretty bleak for me. Gayle has
probably scared the zaphinians enough not to buy a human
today.

Will I be the next one
dragged off to someone’s cooking pot? I’m not ready to
die.

A tear slips down my
cheek. I quickly wipe it away. Crying doesn’t solve anything. Plus,
it attracts predators. Keeping my gaze on the floor, I start
breathing to calm myself down.

I startle when I realize
I’m no longer alone. Big black boots. Two pairs of them are just
off to each side of me. I swallow hard and dare to look up. Will a
death blow come? I suck in a sharp breath when my gaze locks with a
teal colored one. Heat flares through me. The zaphinian males are
back and they are staring at me.

The red being’s words come
back to me. “If you two want a happy life you will do whatever the
zaphinian males tell you to do and you will do it
quickly.”

A boulder forms in my gut.
The son of a bitch weighs several tons. Gayle didn’t do what they
asked and look what happened to her. I shudder and wait to see what
they are going to do. I don’t know what to expect or even if I can
make them happy. Fear crawls under my skin making me shudder again.
I just want to go home and live out my life with my
backpack.

I close my eyes and wish I
could go back in time and steer clear of the alien bastards that
took me.

“
Stand, human,” a
commanding voice orders from the right of me.

Remembering the red beings
words, I stand as quickly as I can. I nervously glance to my right
and see teal eyes staring at me. I am drawn to the silver strands
in his eyes because they make the teal colors stand out. It
suddenly strikes me that he spoke English.

I crane my neck back to
stare straight into his pretty eyes. “You speak
English.”

This close to him I can’t
help but notice that he has two small vents on each side of his
straight nose. They are strange but they don’t hurt his looks.
Neither does his lightly striped skin. My gaze travels to his
masculine lips. There is a small white scar under his lower lip.
His voice draws my gaze back to his.

“
Yes, that and many other
languages.” His eyes turn assessing. “So far you are doing well.
Now touch your breasts.” His voice is just as commanding as
before.

With trembling hands I do
as he asks. He draws my attention and then smiles at me. “Calm
down, little human. I am not going to hurt you. We are willing to
buy live-sex-playthings for our club and seemas to take care of our
homes and sexual needs. If you want to be one of those things you
will follow my orders. Do you understand?”

Holy shit!
Live-sex-playthings and sex-servants. I freak for a moment and then
remember the red being’s words. From what I’ve seen so far they are
my best chance at staying alive. I nod that I understand. The knot
in my throat would make speaking very hard. I hope he
understands.

His beautiful eyes start
to glow. “I’m going to touch you because that’s what will be
expected of you if we take you to our planet. Keep your hands on
your breasts.”

I steel myself for the
horror of being touched. I close my eyes and hope I don’t start
crying like a baby. Mentally, I slap myself.
Get a grip, Hallie Mead.

At the feel of his hands
on my shoulders, I start badly and then begin breathing to calm
myself. His touch is gentle, not rough and grabby like I’ve seen
human males do to their females. He circles me, touching me lightly
here and there. His scent fills my nostrils. He smells good. Real
good. I lick my lips and think I hear him chuckle.

I open my eyes and see him
smiling at me. This time I notice the short fangs that enhance his
grin. I’m shocked at the sight but not freaked out. His teeth are a
pretty pearly white. Teeth that clean can’t be used to kill, can
they?

I glance up and into his
eyes. They mesmerize me. I wish I could look into them
forever.

“
You’re doing real well,
little human. Now I’m going to touch you more intimately.” There is
no apology in his tone, just truth.

I close my eyes again and
fear his touch will be rough. Can I handle it? I startle when his
hands rest on my shoulders and then start to slowly trek down my
sides. His large hands rest on my hips as if gauging
them.

The wait feels like it
goes on forever. When he doesn’t hurt me, I start to relax a
little. Then he makes a noise that sounds like approval. I hold
deadly still as his hands circle back and lightly squeeze my butt.
To my shock, he starts kneading my flesh. It doesn’t take me long
to figure out that it’s the best feeling ever. Tension starts to
drain from my body.

As the massage goes on,
sexual heat starts to build in my groin. I’ve felt it before but
only under my own touch. I shiver this time for a whole different
reason. He makes that sound that I think is of approval and slides
one hand around my hip and slowly down between my legs. He doesn’t
try to make me spread my thighs wide, thank goodness. Needing to
know what he’s going to do next, I open my eyes and look
down.

His fingers explore my
most private part with masterful skill. A skill I’ve never seen
before. To my embarrassment, I feel moisture leak from the junction
of my thighs. He makes that sound again and rubs me harder. By now
I’m needing it. Without meaning to, I grind my pussy against his
hand.

“
That’s it, show me what
you can do,” he whispers into my ear. His voice is thick and his
breathing is heavier than it had been.

He slides his hand up my
pants and then down inside them. I moan when his fingers touch my
clit. My inner muscles clench as desire shoots through my core. His
strong rough finger circles the little bud and then presses hard
against it. Fireworks go off in between my legs. I shudder and cry
out softly as pleasure washes over me. My breathing is heavy as I
come down from the high he just gave me.

The noise around me sinks
into my brain. Fire heats my cheeks as I realize where I am. My
gaze darts around. The silver eyed male is close to us and is
grinning approvingly at me. His trimmed beard makes him look
ruggedly handsome. I realize the position of the large males makes
it almost impossible for the crowd to see what just happened.
Relief washes over me.

The teal and silver eyed
male sniffs the air and then pulls his hand out of my pants. He
raises his hand to his nose and sniffs again. My jaw drops and I
look away as more heat blasts across my cheeks. How will I ever be
able to look at either of them again?

The silver eyed male walks
away. Noise from the crowd roars through my ears and makes me
cringe. As the last waves of my orgasm pulse through me, I’m
stunned to realize that my first orgasm at the hands of another is
with a beautiful eyed alien in front of a crowd of many beings.
That’s fucked up!

In a daze, I see my captor
come near me. I cringe back, but all he does is unlock my chain and
hand it to, Pretty Eyes. I’ve just been bought. Possibly even
saved. I look at the crowd and know I was definitely just saved.
The red being steps near me and smiles before she moves on to talk
to another being nearby. Relief replaces some of my
fear.

The two males place me
between them and then lead me away. I’m thankful for their
protection. As we walk through the crowd I remember how they
blocked me from the view of the crowd when Pretty Eyes was
pleasuring me.

A small spark of hope
flares through my chest. Maybe these aliens won’t be
bad.

CHAPTER

7

~ Hallie ~

♥

My nerves are stretched
taut as we walk and walk.

The males surrounding me
are huge. The more I think about it the more worried I become.
Should I try to escape them? Hiding would be good. My father always
said I had a talent for being unseen when necessary. With all of
the scary aliens around me, now seems necessary.

I take a step to the side
and my gaze darts around looking for a safe place to stay. A thick
arm guides me back in line. A gentle tug on my chain instantly
reminds me that my hands are still cuffed and chained.
Fuck!

My breath comes out
harshly as my fear escalates. The remembrance of the beings on and
around the platform cause me to tremble. I glance around as much as
I can. The beings surrounding me are blocking most of my view. When
I get a glimpse of a six-eyed beast that looks like the one that
took Gayle, I shudder and decide I may be better off hanging out
with these guys for a bit longer.

The ground under me
changes, so I look down and notice that we are going up a small
ramp. My heart picks up its already fast pace as I realize we are
boarding their spacecraft. My pulse thunders through my ears. What
will they do to me when they get me on their ship? Will I be raped?
Will I be beaten? Will I be cooked?

Pain shoots through my
chest. I spin around to escape but am quickly turned around and
nudged into the craft. My chain is tugged. My heart sinks at the
gentle reminder that I wouldn’t have been able to escape under any
circumstances.

Inside the craft, I take a
fast look around and to my horror I see another male onboard. My
heart feels like it’s going to explode. Am I a big enough meal for
all three of them? I want to scream but know that’s not the safest
thing to do. Staying as invisible as possible is much
safer.

As the panic in me rises,
Pretty Eyes leads me down a hall and guides me into a small room. I
look around for an exit. Fuck! I don’t see any windows. I hear a
loud noise and realize that it’s my own breath sawing in and out of
my lungs.

“
Calm yourself, little
human. We are not going to hurt you,” Pretty Eyes says.