Captured Boxed Set: 9 Alpha Bad-Boys Who Will Capture Your Heart (107 page)

"Vox?" Riley’s frightened
gaze turned to him as she felt the sudden fullness invading her body.

She squirmed as he pushed in
another inch, his thick cock resting against the barrier she had protected. "You
are mine, my beautiful mate," he groaned as he fell forward, burying his
face in the curve between her shoulder and neck at the same time he buried his
cock all the way to her womb.

He felt her stiffen in surprise at
the sudden intrusion. Her cry of pain tore at his soul even as he let his teeth
sink into the tender flesh of her neck, releasing the mating chemical that
would forever bind her to him. His large hands moved to pin her wrists to the
sides by her head when she started to struggle. He pulled his hips back slowly,
allowing the feel of his cock to stroke the sweet, sensitive lining of her
vagina before he drove it back in. He repeated the movement over and over until
her hips were rocking in rhythm with his. He continued sucking her sweet blood
into his mouth even as he allowed his cat to release his essence into her blood
in return. The exchange was even more erotic than he had read about. Thin
threads wove between them, connecting their souls together as one in both
two-legged and four-legged forms. The snarling hunger and restlessness of his
cat calmed, rubbing and purring as the hunger that ate at him was
sated
for the first time.

He could taste the difference in
her blood as her body accepted the gift from his cat. His body picked up the
increased heat coursing through her as the chemicals mixed with her own genetic
makeup, shaping and changing her even as he fucked her harder and faster. They
both groaned loudly when he finally released her, swiping over the mark on her
neck with his rough tongue. He would have to show her just how good his tongue
could feel against other parts of her body.

He pulled back far enough so he
could look down into her eyes as he took her. Damp paths still glistened near
the corner of her eyes where tears had fallen from his possession of her. There
was no pain reflected in her eyes now. The beautiful clear
blue
eyes were glazed with desire and need.
Her swollen lips parted as the essence of him and his cat swept through her
body in a ferocious wave, taking, molding, and changing her into their perfect
mate. Vox rode Riley hard and fast, his need to claim her overwhelming him.

Her
shattered cry exploded as her body convulsed around his. Her fingernails dug
into his back as she bowed into him, her body milking him as her orgasm held
her in its grip. A loud roar ripped from his soul as he felt his cock lock into
her and his seed burst from his body in wave after wave of delicious ecstasy
unlike anything he had ever felt before. Vox’s arms strained as he tried to
hold his upper body off Riley so he wouldn’t crush her. It was an impossible
feat. The power of his orgasm sucked every ounce of strength from his body,
leaving him weak as a kitten. His head fell forward until it rested in the
curve of her shoulder where he had bitten her just a short time earlier. He
rubbed his nose along the vivid mark he had left. He could feel the hot walls
of her vagina still pulsing around his cock as he remained locked to her. He
gently licked his mark; a deep rumble of contentment coursed through him as he
gathered her closer.

* * *

Riley shivered as she felt the
rough tongue lapping at her neck. Goose bumps formed as her body reacted to the
rough texture. She kept her eyes closed, trying to piece together how on Earth
she was going to handle this new development.

Earth!
She groaned silently.
How could I forget he was an alien and it
never, ever works out good for girls like me,
she thought in despair.

Everything had turned hazy after he
started kissing her. She would have liked to have blamed it on a momentary
lapse of consciousness, some alien pheromone, or even insanity, but she knew it
had been something else entirely different. He had, without question, knocked
her upside down and inside out with just his touch. Her eyes popped open, and
her breath escaped her in a sudden panic. She wasn’t on birth control thanks to
there being no pharmacies available, and he hadn’t worn a condom. Just the
thought of being knocked up scared all the desire right out of her. Riley began
to struggle, pushing against Vox’s shoulders to get him to move.

"Get off me, you big oaf!"
Riley snapped out in panic.

Vox rolled off Riley but kept his
arms wrapped tightly around her. A satisfied smile curved his lips as he
realized he was still locked to her. It would take several more minutes before
he could safely pull out of her. He was already thinking of how he was going to
take her next. His gaze slid down to her huge breasts as she pushed up against
his chest. He released her hips and cupped both globes in his hands, curious to
see if they really would overflow them. Hot desire burst through him causing his
cock to swell again when they did. He growled softly when he felt Riley trying
to lift off him.

"Do not move yet," he
hissed out in a deep voice. "I am still locked to your womb. I do not want
to hurt you."

Riley froze above him, looking down
at him in horror. "What do you mean you are locked to my womb? You need to
get out," she said in panic.

Vox looked up at her, startled. "I
cannot pull out of you until my seed and my cat have finished."

"What do you mean your seed
and your cat?"
she
asked,
licking her swollen lips. "I really need you to let me go."

Vox sighed in regret as he released
her breasts so he could cup her face gently instead. "The tip of my cock
swells, locking me to you. This is to make sure that as much of my seed as
possible is released into your womb, increasing the chance of cubs. Since this
is our first mating, my cat is also releasing our essence into you," he
explained tenderly.

Riley began to tremble as the
sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach began to grow. "What in the hell
are you talking about?" she demanded hoarsely.

Vox grinned in triumph as he felt
his cat stretching and rolling over inside him. The mating was complete. Riley
had been marked on the inside and the outside. She was bound to him forever.
There was no going back and no way she could escape him now. She belonged to
him.

"You have been claimed!"
Vox declared with a satisfied grin. "My cat and I have released our
essence into you. Soon, you will be able to mate with both me and my cat. You
are also close to your heat. When you go into it, we will both fuck you every
which way we can and as often as we can. We can’t wait to see you rounded with
our cubs," he growled out again before reaching up and hungrily latching
onto her breasts.

Riley jerked as a combination of
pleasure and pain exploded through her. Her body heated up, fire coursing
through her from where Vox was feasting all the way down to where they were
still melded together. Moisture pooled, making her slicker than before. She
felt Vox’s cock swell again as he began the incredible rhythm that had
shattered her before. Her mind blanked as pleasure seared her from head to toe.
Her fingers kneaded his shoulders where she still held herself up, giving him
access to her aching breasts. She whimpered as he drove into her over and over
until she couldn’t hold back any longer. Throwing her head back as another
climax shattered her body and soul, she cried out his name over and over as he
devoured her.

Chapter
13

Riley whimpered as she stepped
into the hot shower. Vox had been insatiable last night. For a girl who had
held onto her virginity like it was the Olympic torch, she really knew how to
drop the damn thing at the worst possible time. There hadn’t been one damn word
in any of the magazine articles that she had read that said a guy could keep it
up as much as Vox did. Once was the average, twice if they were lucky, three if
they were fucking Hercules—but Vox had taken her at least that many times in an
hour! Not only that, he had done it every hour on the hour until she had
finally passed out in exhaustion. Now, she was so sore it hurt to think, much
less move. She blushed as she ran the soap over her tender breasts and down
between her legs. She was going to either have to neuter his ass or drug it
because she really didn’t think she could survive another night like last night.
Not that she planned on there being another one.

He had thankfully been called to a
meeting with the new guys she had met when they were brought aboard. Creon
Something or other and Ha’ven the Dark. That was about as much as her brain
could remember. She did remember the blond-haired human female she had been
introduced to, Carmen. Riley felt like crying when she saw the other woman. She
didn’t know if it was because there was a chance the woman could help her get
back home or because it meant she really might have a way of escaping the big
lummox that had her so totally messed up in the head.

Riley let her head fall forward as
she thought about what had happened. "I am so totally screwed," she
whispered out loud. "I have to get away from him before I become a total
schmuck. A dead schmuck at that, Riley girl. Remember, you are just the
supporting character. They always get killed before the end of the movie."

She turned off the shower unit and
stepped out. A blast of hot air circled her, drying the moisture from her skin
and hair. She looked in the mirror, staring at her huge blue eyes for a moment
before her gaze narrowed on the symbol of a leopard’s paw on her neck.

"There’s
nothing you can do about what has already happened, but you can prevent it from
happening again. It was only one night, Riley girl. Make sure you keep it to
that. He wasn’t wearing a condom and you aren’t on birth control, but he
is
an alien so that has to count as a natural contraceptive. His DNA and mine are
totally incompatible. Just think positive. Don’t think about what happens to
the poor schmucks in the movies. The aliens did all kinds of weird shit in them
before they could get the girl pregnant. He didn’t do anything except bite you…and…lock
his you-know-what inside you…and said some weird shit about essence and
claiming and heat…" Her voice faded as she began to shake. "I am so
totally screwed!" she whispered again as tears formed in her eyes.

* * *

Several hours later, Riley felt
like she had her life back under control as she sat down at a table in the
dining quarters. She had scrubbed at the mark on her neck repeatedly, trying to
get it off but nothing she did worked. So she did the next best thing, she pulled
out her makeup bag and hid it. Then, she put on a soft pink angora turtleneck
sweater and matched it with a flowing white skirt. She decided a pair of silver
slip-ons would be better than wearing her boots. Fluffing her hair once more
time, she decided she was ready to at least face someone other than herself.
Taking a deep breath, she left her soon-to-be former living quarters and set
out to complete the second part of her plan. She needed support—female
reinforcement—so she hunted down Carmen. It turned out fate was finally working
in her favor as Carmen was heading down to see her.

Carmen had taken one look at Riley
and tugged her down to the dining quarters. Riley hoped that didn’t mean she
looked as bad as she felt. Heat flooded Riley as she sat down gingerly in the
seat. She glanced at Carmen to see if she noticed that she had slid into the
seat a little more carefully than was normal. Riley released a relieved sigh
when Carmen didn’t appear to notice anything amiss.

"Would you like something to
eat and drink?" Carmen asked as Riley settled into the seat across from
where she was standing.

Riley pushed her heavy mass of
curls behind her ear and fought the urge to fan herself as the furnace inside
her increased another couple of degrees. "Ice water and something light,
no seafood," Riley said with a forced smile.

"They actually have a pretty
good replicator. How about a ham and cheese sandwich and chips?" Carmen
asked.

"That sounds wonderful,"
Riley replied as her stomach gave a loud growl.

Carmen laughed as she turned away.
Riley watched Carmen walk over to the other side of the room where the
replicators were located. She glanced around noticing with relief that there
was hardly anyone else in the room. The warship was a lot different from
anything else she had been on to date. Between the trader’s small ship, the
asteroid, and the old freighter, Riley had been anything but impressed with the
idea of space travel slash alien worlds. This ship could make her change her
mind, though. Everything on the inside gleamed. There were over a dozen silver
round tables with matching swivel chairs bolted to the floor. The flooring was
a polished black offset by the white walls. On the far wall were a series of
replicators inset into the wall. In the far left corner was an opening where
dirty dishes disappeared into a cleansing unit. Riley sighed and rested her
chin on her palm. She wondered if she could fit one of the replicators
in
her suitcase. She would love to never
have to cook again. That was another thing that she didn’t excel at. She loved
to eat—out. Her cooking skills were basic at best.

There were probably only about a
dozen men in the room. Riley was surprised that there weren’t any women. She
would have thought, with all the
Star Trek
episodes she had seen, that
the crew would have been about half and half. She was so deep in thought that
she didn’t even notice the shadow that fell over her until the sound of a
clearing
throat
drew her
attention from her thoughts.

Riley turned and smiled up at the
handsome young man staring down at her. She sat up straighter, raising an
eyebrow in amusement as she observed that he was focused on her curly mane of
hair. She reached up and twirled a few of the strands around her finger before
she said anything to the silent figure standing over her.

"Yes, I am a natural
blonde
," she drawled out in her best
Midwestern
accent. "But don’t try any
of the blonde jokes if you want to live," she added with a dimpled smile.

"Can I touch it?" the man
asked hesitantly.

Riley chuckled as she held out her
slender hand. "I think we should at least introduce ourselves before you
start feeling me up," she replied with a grin. "My name is Riley St.
Claire, and I’m from the mile-high city of Denver, Colorado."

"I am called Mondu," he
replied. "I am from the Curizan star system. You are the female from the
freighter, the one with five mates?"

Riley blushed and looked over at
Carmen who was talking to another male. Riley frowned when she realized he
looked like the same guy who had been shadowing Carmen last night when they
first came on board, but there was something different about him. Whatever
Carmen was saying to the guy, he didn’t look like he was very happy about it.

She looked back at the male who had
slid into the seat next to her. She leaned back a little in surprise when he
moved into her personal space. She opened her mouth to respond to him, but the
words died as he wound his fingers in her hair, pulling it closer to his face.

"It was the only way to
prevent them from being someone’s dinner," Riley said with a slight squeak
in her voice. "I mean, it wasn’t real or anything. Besides, those stickmen
really pissed me off. It was worth saying I’d take the guys just to see the
expression on their faces."

Mondu smiled down at Riley. He was enjoying
watching her nervousness. He had been captivated by her the moment he walked
into the room. Some of the other men had been talking about the beautiful
female with the white hair. He wanted to see if she was anything like Lord
Creon’s mate. Few things surprised him, but this female had definitely done
that. He was expecting her to be slender like Lady Carmen, but this female—this
female had curves that a male could hold onto. If she was not truly mated to
any of the males then he would make his move.

 "So you are not mated to any
of them?" Mondu asked with a satisfied curve to his lips.

Riley nervously pulled her hair
away from him and scooted over as far as she could without falling out of her
seat. What was it with these guys? Sure she got the occasional stare or comment
back home but these guys were like in your face, here I am—not the nice wolf
whistle she could shoot a bird at.

"No, I’m not mated to any of
them," Riley said in exasperation, waving her hand at him. "Listen,
do you mind—like—sitting back. You are crowding me, and I don’t like it when
people get in my space and all."

Mondu chuckled but leaned back in
his seat. "What do you like?"

Riley looked over to where Carmen
was picking up a tray full of food. "I like food that I don’t have to cook,
warm beaches, good movies, and"—she paused to look at Mondu with a dimpled
grin—"shopping for great deals."

Mondu’s chuckle turned to a laugh
as he picked up one of her waving hands. "What do you not like?"

Riley tilted her head as she tugged
unsuccessfully to remove her hand from his grasp. "Spending my own money,
liars, murders, and cheats, but most of all," she said with a pointed look
in her eyes, "pushy men who don’t know their places."

"Like me?" Mondu asked
with a lazy grin, while he caressed the back of her hand with his thumb.

"Like you, if you don’t let go
of my hand," Riley replied with another tug.

"What if I don’t want to let
it go?" he asked, raising it to his lips.

"Then you die." A dark
snarl sounded behind him.

Riley looked up startled to stare
at Vox’s dark face. Dark wasn’t the word for it. Truthfully, she didn’t know a
face could be that frightening. Mondu slowly released her hand and stood,
turning to face the furious ruler of the Sarafin. He appeared to be relaxed,
but Riley could tell from his stance that he had moved into a defensive pose.
Vox must have realized it as well because a menacing growl escaped from him as
he focused his narrowed eyes on the huge male standing between him and Riley.

"Move away from my mate, or I
will kill you," Vox demanded, flexing his fingers.

"The female says she has no
mate," Mondu replied calmly.

Vox’s eyes narrowed, and he took
another step closer. "I have claimed her. She wears my mark."

Mondu glanced over his shoulder at
Riley, who was looking back and forth between the two of them with huge, bright,
wary eyes. "Show me his mark," he said.

"What?" Riley asked,
puzzled.

Vox glared down at Riley. "Show
him my mark before I kill him, Riley."

Riley stood up and glared at Vox. "Which
one? You frigging left bruises all over me, you big ape! I am not in the mood
to deal with your mangy ass right now, especially if you think you can talk to
me in that tone of voice after what you did to me."

"What did he do?" Carmen
demanded, dropping the tray on the table with a loud bang. "Did he hurt
you?"

Riley’s eyes brightened with
furious tears. She was so not having this conversation with everyone staring at
her. This was worse than the high school dance because this time she had been
the idiot who said "yes" to going behind the building instead of
remembering
her dear Grandma Pearl’s words
of wisdom. She angrily brushed a tear that escaped down her cheek, turned on
her heel without another word, and strode out of the dining quarters.

Vox took a step to follow, but Carmen
stepped in his way. "I don’t know what you did to her, but you need to
step back now before I put you on your ass," she hissed out in a cold
voice.

Vox looked down in surprise at
Creon’s mate. Her eyes glittered with
a
deadly promise of retribution if he should try to move around her. "She
is my mate," he explained quietly. "I will see to her needs."

Carmen shook her head. "Right
now what she needs is a little breathing room." She looked over his
shoulder at Calo, who was glaring at her. "You guys don’t realize
we
Earth girls aren’t used to all this
claiming bullshit. It can be a little overwhelming. Just back off for a little
while and give her time to collect herself. She would not appreciate you
breathing down her neck right now."

Vox swore darkly under his breath.
He nodded briefly to Carmen before looking at Mondu. He would only tell the
Curizan male once more that Riley was his. If he saw the male near her again,
he would kill him.

"Stay away from my mate,"
Vox growled out in a low, cold voice. "Let the others know she has been
claimed and that I will kill any who touch her."