Choosing Riley: Sarafin Warriors Book 1 (10 page)

*.*.*

Vox laid on his side staring at the empty bed
across from him. His cat was clawing at him to go find their mate.
He could feel its damn claws slicing through his gut as if it was
having fun mincing him into tiny bits.

Will you give me a break!
He hissed at
it in aggravation.
I can’t think with you raking my insides like
it was a scratching post.

Want my mate,
his cat replied with a
low snarl.
You should protect better!

May I remind you that you were the one who
got all prissy when Tor mentioned drinking Riley’s milk!
Vox
said defensively refusing to admit his own part in the desire to
tear his chief engineer and close friend apart.

Mmmm, milk,
his cat purred lapping its
long tongue out over its sharp teeth.
I bet it is warm and sweet
and tasty. I would drink and drink and drink all day at our mate’s
milk.

Guall’s balls!
Vox groaned out loud as
he felt his own balls draw up to the point they were throbbing at
the idea of lapping sweet, warm milk from Riley’s huge breasts.

His cock was so hard he couldn’t even sit up
with the way it was pressing down the inside of his leg without
extreme discomfort. There was no way he was going to make it
without getting some relief. The images his cat created was enough
to make him come in his own damn pants! That was something he had
never even come close to imagining, much less it becoming a real
possibility.

“Vox, are you alright?” Lodar’s quiet voice
sounded in the dark. “You don’t sound good.”

“I’m fine!” Vox bit out in annoyance. “I need
to relieve myself.”

Vox rolled up onto his knees on his hard bed
and stiffly got to his feet. This would be beyond embarrassing if
his men knew he was having hot dreams of Riley on all fours, her
big breasts hanging down over his face, full with the milk from his
child.

Will you fucking have mercy on me?
Vox
begged as he stumbled to the door and out into the silent
corridor.

Warm, sweet, yes....
his cat hummed in
pleasure.

Vox cursed as he felt the first spurt of come
leaking out of his cock, wetting the front of his black pants.
Turning into the wall, he quickly undid the ties on the front of
his pants until he could pull his cock free. He gripped it in his
right hand tightly while he leaned his forehead against his left
one that was pressed against the wall. He bit down on his forearm
as he stroked the hard flesh of his cock. He only had to pump it
three times before his whole body tensed as his orgasm hit him like
a vicious blow. His body shuddered as he spent himself all over the
wall. His loud pants mocking his loss of self-control. He leaned
his head against his arm and drew in a shuddering breath. He
tensed, turning slightly away from the door when it opened behind
him and Tor walked out followed by Lodar.

“Leave me be,” Vox gritted out hoarsely, not
turning around.

“I, uh, I….,” Lodar began before he stopped
and drew in a deep breath.

“Oh hell,” Tor muttered darkly. “You might as
well kill us. Our cats are dreaming of drinking milk and it isn’t
from some damn bowl! I need to go relieve myself before I explode,”
he grunted out moving rapidly down the corridor.

“Sorry Vox,” Lodar said slapping Vox on the
shoulder. “Your mate…. The image is just….” His words died out as
he disappeared down the corridor as well.

Vox groaned out loud, letting his head drop
back so he could stare up at the ceiling. He could feel his cock
growing hard again as he pictured what Tor and Lodar were thinking
about. If it was the last damn thing he ever did in all his long
lives, he was going to get his mate with cubs and he was going to
enjoy the damn milk with them. The thought of Riley rounded with
his cubs sent him into another climax.

*.*.*

Early the next morning, Riley was thinking
very unkind thoughts about the healer when he came in to check on
her. It was the first time since she had been abducted that she had
been able to sleep in and Mr. Spooky Madman decides he needs to
check her arm out. He wanted to check out a little more but decided
against it when Riley kicked him in the balls. She was so not in
the mood to be playing doctor and patient with someone that creeped
her out. When short, squat and red leather decided he wanted to do
some touchy-feely to her breasts she had sent him to his knees.

“Yes sir,” Riley said with a grin as the
creepy old man wobbled out of the room. “Reflexes are in perfectly
good working condition,” she muttered as she hopped down off the
bed. “Now time to do a little exploring. You never know if Dr.
Dreadula might have something in here that could come in handy for
when the boys decided to escape.”

Riley thoroughly searched the small room.
There was a medicine cabinet that wasn’t even locked on the far
wall that she decided might come in handy. She pulled it open and
looked at a wide selection of small injection guns and tiny glass
bottles. She tilted her head but she couldn’t read what the vials
said. She pulled all of them out and placed them in her handbag
with a shrug.

You never knew when you might need
something,
she thought as she continued searching.

She sat down at the battered desk the man
used and opened the top drawer. There was a strange looking device
that looked like some kind of fancy scanning wand and a laser
pistol like the one the trader had been wearing when he shot her
ass when she tried to run. Her eyes lit up when she saw it. Being a
fully qualified bail bondsman, she was required to carry a
concealed weapons permit. It was true that she wasn’t much of a
fighter but she was one hell of a shot! All those years playing the
first shooter games at the bar her dear Grandma Pearl worked at
paid off big time at the shooting range.

Riley pulled the bottom draw open and
discovered a slim disk. She pulled it out and slid it into the slot
on the desk for viewing video. It was a video of some sort. Her
eyes widened when she saw Vox. They narrowed into deadly slits when
she saw two nude women walking up to him and beginning to undress
him. With a hiss, she quickly ejected the disk. She stood up and
raised her arm to throw the damn thing against the wall but had
second thoughts when she thought of where else she would like to
shove it.

Right down his arrogant, lying, deceitful
throat and I hope he chokes on it as it goes down,
Riley
thought viciously.

The video silenced the little voice that kept
saying maybe she should go with him. Maybe she would be the heroine
in this movie and not the supporting character that gets knocked
off. Maybe there was a happily ever after out there for her in the
shape of a big sexy cat.

Maybe my ass,
Riley thought bitterly.
The only thing out there for you girlfriend is heartache if you
begin to think things might be different here than back home. Guys
are the same wherever the hell you go. They only wanted one thing
and it wasn’t a ring on my finger but one through my nose.

Riley slid the disk into the zippered pocket
of her purse. Maybe they had intergalactic email, or better yet,
Intergalatictube. She would post the damn thing on it and let him
be the star of his own porn movie. One thing was for sure, she
didn’t want any part of his….

“Don’t even go there, Riley St. Claire! You
will not think of his stupid you-know-what!” She muttered under her
breath as she worked herself up into a fine fury. “It is time for
them to get their asses off this rock so I can find me my own
spaceship heading back home.”

Riley slammed the drawer shut and walked over
to her bright pink suitcase. She tucked the strap of her oversized
purse over one shoulder, grabbed the handle of her rolling suitcase
with the other, and gripped the pistol she had found firmly in her
right hand. It was time to liberate the prisoners of this stupid
mine! Riley raised her hand, tossed the massive wave of blond curls
over her shoulder and marched out the door, laser pistol blazing at
anything that moved.

*.*.*

Vox cursed as he worked beside not just Tor,
Lodar, Bob, and Fred but alongside Titus and the others as well.
They had been rounded up earlier than usual and marched to a
different part of the mine than they had worked in before. Vox had
known something was wrong immediately. First, the guards had
refused to let Bob go back up to be with Riley. Second, they had
been rounded up not only early but not given the normal tools for
work. Finally, he knew they were going to be terminated when he saw
the others already waiting for him and his men. All their carefully
laid plans were worthless in the face of the twenty Antrox guards
surrounding them. The only thing that gave them half a chance was
the fact their collars were deactivated.

Vox dropped the large rock he had picked up
when he saw Antrox 157 walking toward the group. He flexed his
shoulders as rage poured through him. He was going to kill every
one of the damn insects on this asteroid and then he was going to
kill him a Valdier royal. Vox’s eyes narrowed on the smug
expression of the normally passive face of the Antrox.

“Where is my mate?” Vox growled out
menacingly.

157 raised his hand to stop the guards who
took a step toward Vox with their stunning rods raised. 157 looked
Vox up and down with a look of pure enjoyment. He was looking
forward to explaining exactly what would happen to the Sarafin
King’s mate.

“She is in the process of being acclimated to
her new position. She is an unusual species and I was fortunate
enough to acquire a large sum of credits for her. She will not be
quite so demanding in her new position but I am sure she will be in
quite a lot of demand,” 157 said, actually snorting at his own
joke.

“What have you done with her?” Vox demanded
tensely.

He would rip the Antrox apart, limb by limb,
if one curly, blond hair on Riley’s head had been touched. He would
slowly gut the slimy bastard and listen as he begged for his
miserable life. Then he would shove the credits the creature loved
so much down his throat and watch him choke to death on them.

“She has been sold to a trader who supplies
for the pleasure houses on the Grigillian Spaceport. It was decided
if she could handle three huge Sarafin warriors and those two, she
could handle even more. The trader has assured me she will bring
prime credits,” 157 added gleefully, his eyes glowing with greed at
the idea of the number of credits he would shortly be
receiving.

Lodar and Tor reached out and grabbed Vox by
the arms when he roared out in rage. “You’ll never live to see
those credits, you miserable insect. I am going to rip off your
fucking head and shove it up your ass,” Vox snarled fighting as
Titus, Banu, and the others moved to help restrain him.

“No, you will be dead,” 157 said with a smug
smile. “That is where my other credits will come from. If it was
not that I am a businessman, I would have offered to kill you for
free. But, I am a businessman first. Your lives have been
terminated per the Valdier royal Raffvin Reykill.”

Vox felt the change sweep over him as the
others tried to get him to calm down. He watched even as his vision
began to change as Antrox 157 lifted a long slender palm for the
device that would kill them all. The Antrox was so focused on
pressing the button on the device in his hand that he did not pay
attention to the ripple of fur running up and over Vox’s arms,
chest, and shoulders. He didn’t notice Vox’s face as his teeth
began to elongate and his facial features shifted and transformed
into that of the power cat that he was. It was only when 157
glanced up with a look that changed from triumph to horror in one
heartbeat to the next as he pressed the button and nothing happened
that he realized all was not as it should be.

157 pushed back, grabbing the guards around
him and shoving them in front of him even as he screamed for them
to use the stunning rods to hold the males back. It was too late.
Vox was already clamping down on the skull of one guard while Tor,
Lodar, Titus, and Banu did the same. Adur spun around grabbing one
of the long stunning rods and began using it just as Cross shifted
into his dragon form and blew a long stream of condensed blue
flames at the retreating figure of 157 and several of his
guards.

Vox spit out the remains of another guard
just as the alarms began blaring. He quickly shifted back into his
two-legged form, turning in a confused circle for a moment as the
red lights swirled around him. Loud shouts, followed by screams
could be heard in the distance.

“What in the Guall’s balls is going on?” He
snarled out turning to look at Titus and Banu.

“That is the emergency release system. It
deactivates all the systems, including the collars,” Titus said in
shock. “Do you think our people found us?”

“Or perhaps the Valdier Lords?” Cross said
hopefully.

“Hello. Can everyone hear me? Hel….lo! Vox,
Tor, Lodar?” Riley’s husky voice came over the sound system. “Damn
it! How do you turn the alarms off? The damn things are giving me a
headache. Oh no you don’t, you nasty little insect!”

Vox jerked when he heard the loud sound of a
laser pistol firing. “Riley?” He whispered hoarsely before his
voice faded again in shock.

“Take that you son-of-a-bitch! Who’s your
momma now, asshole?” Riley crowed into the communication’s mic.
“Fred, Bob honey, if you can hear me I have all the doors open. I
have to tell you, you’d better hurry. Those spaceship thingies are
really flying out of here fast. I don’t know if there are going to
be any left if you don’t get your asses up here now. Uh oh, I don’t
think those two know how to drive one. Oops, nope. They
didn’t.”