Zara (3 page)

Hammer slapped Trig on his back hard and he moved forward a little
.  “I think she’ll be ready for you now.” He turned and walked away with a smirk on his face.

What the hell was that all about
?  He turned back to watch Zara stomping her way to him.  Watching her fight and now coming at him with her temper flaring had a funny effect on him.  His cock was so swollen he shifted from one foot to the next to adjust himself.

“
Come with me,” Zara ordered him as she continued past him toward the doors.  She walked out into the hallway and made a sharp left.  She turned suddenly, grabbing him by the front of his shirt, slamming him into a small alcove. 

Trig was surprised and strangely turned on by her aggression
.  Watching her fight had him stiff but up close, he could smell her sweat and something else that had him reacting immediately.  He wanted her.

“
Don’t ever interrupt me when I am training or when I am working a fight!  I can handle myself just fine!”

“
I know you can.”

“
Shut up!” She leaned forward and took a deep sniff of his scent.  She started growling with a need to dominate him, and a secret need to be dominated by him. His arousal was setting off something primitive within her. 
It was fucking hot!  He is fucking hot! 
She leaned close and licked the side of his neck.  Big mistake.

The taste of him seemed to make
the primitive need for him multiply.  She wanted him like no other. She gripped the back of his neck and pulled his head down to her, taking his lips.  He had warm soft lips and she ate at them causing a moan to escape from him. 

Trig had never had a woman
take charge like this.  He was fully aroused, painfully aroused.  He reached down, grabbed her ass with both his large hands, and brought her body up hard against his.  He rubbed his cock against her pussy and she rewarded him by gently biting down on his bottom lip and moaning.  A biter, she was a biter. 
Fuck yeah!

Zara
’s nipples were extremely hard.  They poked through the stretched tank top she was wearing.  She needed relief from the ache she felt in every part of her body.  She rubbed her breasts against his t-shirt covered chest.  She wanted to climb him and ride him for hours.  Why were they still wearing clothes?

“
Uh…hmm,” a voice rang out behind them. 

Zara pulled away from Trig
, quickly turning to see who dared interrupt them.  Rachel? Could it get any fucking worse?

“
I don’t mean to stop you two.  Did you intend to give the entire ship a free sex show?” Rachel raised an eyebrow at them.

“
Shut it!” Zara growled out at the irritating human female.  A constant thorn in her side.  She turned back to Trig.  “Don’t interrupt my training again.” Then she stormed away.

Trig watched her ass in the tight leotards she was wearing
.  It hugged every curve and crease of her body.  It left nothing to the imagination.  She was strong and fit, not an ounce of fat.  Zara was everything he had always wanted in a woman. 
What was he thinking?  He was here to do a job, not fuck his job.  But damn!  She was the shit.

“So, are you going to answer me now that the Amazon is out of sight?” Rachel asked with sarcasm.

Damn, he forgot Rachel was standing there
.  He looked at her and frowned.  “Couldn’t you have waited just a little longer?” He adjusted his fully aroused cock in his pants to a more comfortable position.

“
How much longer?  The others aren't far behind me and anyone could have walked by you guys while you were going at it like really tall bunnies.  You should be apologizing to me.  I almost went blind when I came up on you with your hands all over her ass.”

“
Okay, let’s just drop it.” He moved past her.

“
Fine.”

“
Fine.” He stopped, realizing the reason why Rachel was there to begin with.  “So, we are going to do this thing?”

“
Yeah.  Come on, lover boy.  Let’s check the security.  Maybe we'll come across someone else in the hall you can play grab ass with,” Rachel snickered.

Sometimes he really hated his old partner.

Zara punched the wall in her shower.  She let the man undo her with just a kiss.  “Fuck!” She used the shampoo and lathered her hair.  She pulled the strands tight and it made her angry again as memories came flooding back.  Memories still a little fuzzy, but tore her up anyway.  Memories of her time at the breeding facility.

“
Hold her down by her hair!” one of the human guards yelled out.  “It works for me.  I can help hold her down for you.”

“
I will not rape her.  She is still but a child, sixteen or not!” the male above her yelled out.

“
You would be the first to care about my age,” Zara whispered to him as she looked up at him with fear in her eyes.  No matter how many times it happened, she could never push the fear away that arose.  She hated that weakness in herself.  Hated that she was at the mercy of others stronger than her. 

“
I am not like the others. I do not want to take you against your will.”

“
They drugged our food.  We won’t have a choice soon.  We will begin to feel sexually aggressive,” she told him.

They b
oth looked down at his swelling cock.  The male looked back at her with regret in his eyes.  “Do not fight me.  My nature will take over and demand to conquer you.  Just let me have you.  I swear, somehow and someway, I will make this up to you.”

She nodde
d her consent. Zara looked at the scientists, “Leave us, we will mate now.”

The guards put up a fuss
.  They wanted to stay and watch, especially Donald the Dickhead.  But the scientists were desperate to get a child from her so they ushered the guards out of the room.  Though everyone left, there was still a camera in her cell she knew they would be watching from.  The guards liked to do that, especially if they could not participate in the rapes themselves. 

“
Look at me, not the cameras,” the male growled out.  His eyes had changed a bit.  He was a full Beastial and his body was growing bigger, it did that when aroused or angry.  Most Beastials could control their enlarging enzymes, but not when drugged.

He had been nothing but kind to her since the guard
s shoved him into her cell.  Both of them had been ordered to remove their clothing and touch one another.  She knew despite the circumstances, he was attracted to her.  But with the drugs working their effect, they would be unable to prevent themselves from performing.

He leaned down and whispered so only she could hear
.  “I wish this to be consensual.  So much we don't have control over here.  But I desire you.  Is there anything about me that appeals to you?”

Zara looked up in the male
’s big brown eyes.  “I like your eyes.  They are warm, where this place is cold.”

He smiled down at her and kissed her lips
.  His were hard and firm, but he gentled himself so as not to frighten her.  “I want the first time with us to be a mutual joining.  After that, it will not be so…mutual.  For that I am deeply sorry.”

A tear escaped and traveled down her cheek
.  No one had ever treated her with such kindness or tenderness.  If circumstances were different, she could fall in love with this male.  He had dark brown hair that hung down to his shoulders and his brown eyes were shining.  That might be the glaze caused by the drug.  But she no longer cared.

“
I’m Zara.”

“
I am Tiger.”

He bent down to kiss her again, letting his hands roam her body
.  She was young but a fully formed female.  She was of the age the Beastials considered adult. He squeezed her breasts making her moan with pleasure.  He liked how responsive she was to him.  He plucked at her nipples making her shiver.

Zara
’s experiences so far had been brutal.  She wasn’t prepared for something to feel good.  She felt an ache building inside of her.  A need for him to fill her.  She had to have that.  She didn’t understand what it meant, but somehow she knew he could help her.

“
Please, Tiger,” she begged.  It wasn’t the first time she had begged.  But this time, it was for a different reason. 

“
I will make it last longer for you the next time.  I swear it,” Tiger promised as he plunged his engorged cock deep within her.  He pumped himself in and out. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

She did as he told her and found it allowed him to go deeper
.  “Oh yes!” She started to come, and it was the scariest and the most wonderful feeling she had ever had.  She wanted to experience it again and again with him.

“
Zara!”

She
shook her thoughts clear.  Her first time with Tiger had been controlled and gentle.  He really took care of her needs.  He made her feel wanted and beautiful.  It was what a male and female mating should be like.  Then the drugs had kicked in and they basically were reduced to animals rutting. 

The scientists preferred their subjects not form any attachments so they had brought Tiger to her only a few times
.  Since they were cooperative, the drugs weren't needed.  She enjoyed those few moments with Tiger.  It was special.  The scientists were pleased as well because Tiger’s seed took. 

He wasn
’t brought to her after that and she hadn’t seen him at all since then.  She never had a chance to let Tiger know she carried his child.  Nine months later, she bore Angel.  She was barely seventeen.  The moment she held Angel in her arms, she felt a love for another being she had never felt before.

She had thought about Tiger over the next two years, wondering if he was still alive, whether or not he had suc
cessfully mated with other females.  Did Angel have brothers and sisters? She hadn’t had time to love Tiger, but she would always be grateful to him for his kind treatment of her and for giving her a beautiful daughter. 

When the scientists ripped Angel
from her arms, they had to sedate her.  She wanted to tear them limb-by-limb.  Her soul was torn from her body that day.  Zara kept a check on her emotions over the years.  She had to be in control of everything around her.  She was tough and was determined never to let anyone get close enough to hurt her or to take anything else away from her that she cared about.

Zara finished her shower
.  She dried off and put on her clothes.  She would have to seek out Trig later.  There were more questions she needed to answer for him.  She was nervous about seeing him again so soon after their encounter.  She didn’t understand why she responded to him like she did.  It was almost as if he was her mate or something.  Which would be ridiculous.  There is no way she would mate a human.  No way.

*****

“This is it.  The last area that still hasn't been renovated with security cameras.”

“
There are no security cameras in the suites?”

“
No.  The fighters have had bad experiences with cameras being used on them at the orphanages and the breeding facilities.  They refuse to add cameras to their personal space.”

“
That’s a risk,” he commented, shaking his head.

“
I know, but there is no bending them to this.”

“
I think the changes you have made are really going to make the ship safer.  I like the eye retinal scans and the way you moved all the fighters to the same floors and require a code for the elevators to open on those floors.”

“
I’ve ordered the stairwell doors to those floors to have the code security to them as well.  The only problem is, during a fire, the doors will unlock on their own.”

“
Yeah, that will be a problem.  But you can’t get around the fire marshal’s requirements.” There was a small pause as they walked back to the security room.

“
So, are you meeting up with Zara later?” Rachel asked casually.  She could swear her friend was blushing.  It was hard to tell with his beautiful dark skin. 

“
I am doing a job.”

She snorted
.  “Looked like you were doing her.”

“
Shut it.”

“
Whatever.”

“
Hey,” Trig greeted Zara when they met up at the small restaurant on the ship.  Normally there were banquet halls used when they reached spaceports.  The restaurants were normally for the non-GCFA passengers.  But while traveling region to region, the fighters liked to dine at the restaurant for a change of venue. 

Trig had changed into a dark blue button up shirt, which tucked into the waistband of his dark jeans
. He looked even hotter dressed up like this.  Zara had a hard time keeping her eyes from traveling up and down his body. Those jeans were made for him.

“
Did you already pick out a table?” Zara asked as he allowed her to go inside ahead of him.

Trig could not stop staring at Zara
’s ass in her jeans.  She had long legs and he wanted them wrapped around him as he drove his cock deep inside of her.  What the hell was wrong with him.  He could not get involved with her.  No matter how hot she was.  No matter how the short sleeved sweater hugged her breasts.  She stared at him waiting for an answer.

“
I’m sorry.  What did you say?”

“
I asked if you already reserved a table.”

“
Oh, yes.  I came early, put our names down, and requested one that was the most secluded.  So we can talk freely.” There was no way he could go back to her suite again.  He would not be able to control himself. 

They stopped just inside and the host came to greet them
.  He then escorted them to their booth. 

Zara was very pleased they had been seated in a booth with
high backs that would keep people from seeing them.  The whole place had mood lighting, which was darkened for a romantic atmosphere.  Not what she was going for, but it would give her the privacy they both sought.

“
What can I get you two to drink?” the pretty blond waitress asked. 

“
What’s good, sweetheart?” Trig asked with a sexy smile.

The waitress leaned down to point out some suggestions from the menu
.  “If you like a dark beer, the Mars Brew is the best.  But if you want hard liquor, nothing beats a shot of Jack.” She leaned a little too close to Trig, winking at him.

Zara growled and tried to cover it up with a cough
. 
What the hell is wrong with me? 
This was not the male for her.  It shouldn’t bother her if he flirted with another female.

“
What about you?” The female finally turned her way. 

Zara stared the half
sie in the eyes until she shuffled uncomfortably.  She smiled at seeing the female turn away showing she was no challenge to her.  “I’ll take the dark beer you were talking about.” The female practically tripped over her own feet to get away from their booth.

Trig chuckled
, catching Zara’s attention.  Even his laugh was sexy.  “What are you laughing at?”

“
Even out of the cage, you are intimidating.”

“
Do I intimidate you, pure human?”

He nodded his head and smiled
.  “You do.  But you see, I like that.” Unfortunately he liked it way too much.  He had jacked off thinking about her.

“
Have you found out anything?” She knew it was a long shot, but Rachel had gone on and on about how good an investigator Trig was.  He helped locate Maya and Taurus’s adopted son, Luke. 

“
I was able to get clearance to view the IDJ’s report on the raids for the breeding facilities eight years ago.  There were twenty facilities in the same region.”

“
But the photo I have had part of the name of the facility on it.”

“
Yes, but that doesn’t mean she couldn't have been moved to another facility without you knowing about it.”

She paused as she thought about it
.  “You’re right.  I never thought about it.  I could scent her while I was there.  But my memory of whether I scented her in the facility the day we were released by the IDJ, it is fuzzy.” She frowned.  Twenty facilities she could have been at.  This was an impossible task.

“
We’ll find her.  I’ll do everything I can.” He wanted to reach out to touch her hand and comfort her, but the waitress showed up with their drinks.

“
What do you want to eat?” the waitress asked Trig, looking cautiously at Zara out of the corner of her eye.

“
Steak, medium rare with a baked potato loaded,” Trig ordered his food. 

The waitress slowly faced Zara
.  She smiled at the little female.  “The same.  Thanks,” Zara replied.  The waitress hurried away with their order.

“
I need some more information on who the father is. Do you know who it was or…” He didn’t want to bring up the rapes she had been through.

“
I know.  I didn’t before I had Angel.  They would send multiple males in hoping one of them would be successful.  But when I held my baby I scented her and knew.” She grew pensive at remembering how Angel was conceived.  She had to smile.  She was grateful her father had been so kind to her.  “His name was Tiger.”

“
What kind of halfsie was he?”

“
He was a full Beastial.  He was the only male who was kind to me.  I was relieved that he was the father because he never raped me, not once.  Even with the drugs, he fought it so he could give me pleasure instead of pain.  Besides Angel, he had been the only bright spot in my life.” She had a glazed look on her face remembering pleasant things.

For some reason he could not understand, he wanted to kill this guy
.  That she spoke of him with awe and appreciation made him see red.  He had touched her, pleasured her, given her a child, and it made him feel possessive. 
What the fuck is this about?

“
Did this…Tiger know he had fathered a child?  Is it possible he took her from the facility and has her?”

Zara shook her head
.  “No.  I was told he had been shipped to another facility before I found out I was pregnant.  I never got the chance to tell him.  If he had known about it he would have sought me out.”

“
You haven’t seen him since that time?  You didn’t seek him out?”

She shook her head
.  “I didn’t know how I would have faced him.  I let our daughter be taken from me.”

“
That was not your fault.”

“
I am her mother, she screamed for me.  I couldn’t stop them, I was helpless.”

“
They drugged you.  Even if…Tiger had been there, they would have still took her.”

The food came and they stopped talking for a few while they each enj
oyed their steak.  Zara had a healthy appetite.  He liked that.  Most of the women he dated were way too skinny models or actresses.  They picked at their food or stuck to salads.  Zara was different and he couldn’t be happier about it.  Not that he was dating her or anything.  She was his client.  That’s all.

They waited for their des
sert to be delivered.  “What do we do now?”

“
When we get to the next spaceport tomorrow morning, I need to travel to the local IDJ office.  I have a few of the children that I had recently rescued and their new guardians coming to answer some questions for me.  I have a suspicion of where your daughter may be, but I don’t want to say anything until I have a chance to question these children.”

“
What time do we leave?”

“
I was going to leave first thing.  But you don’t have to come, I know you are busy training.”

“
I need to go with you.  I would like to be present while you question the children.  I promise to remain quiet.  You won’t even know I am there.”

That would be impossible
.  She stood out in a room without saying anything.  Her height, her well-built tight body, her exotic beauty.  No one would miss seeing her.  Add her celebrity to the mix.  There was nowhere she could hide.  But maybe she might hear something that could ring a bell for her.

“
Okay.  But I do all the questioning.”

She nodded her head
.  Dessert arrived and Zara took a deep sniff of the chocolate cheesecake she had ordered.  This was an indulgence, but she was craving something sweet.  Trig ordered a simple apple pie.  It smelled good too.

Zara took a fork
, carved a bite out, and lifted it to her mouth.  The rich chocolate flavor hit her taste buds.  She closed her eyes and moaned with satisfaction.  “Mmmm.” She opened her eyes and found Trig staring at her mouth with desire in his eyes.  She could smell his arousal. 
Uh oh
.

“
You have an amazing mouth,” Trig told her without thinking.  All he knew was his dick was going to be knocking the table pretty soon, he was so hard.

She blushed
.  She never blushed. 
What the hell? 
She needed to set him straight.  “Special Agent Roberts, I should apologize for what happened between us earlier today, after my training.  It was a mistake.  Sometimes when I fight, I get…aroused.  You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

Trig stared at her as if she had grown horns
.  What was she talking about.  It wasn’t a damn mistake.  It was the hottest kiss he had ever had.  But she was reducing it to a side effect of her fighting.  She made it sound as if she would have done that with anyone, he just happened to be there.  Never mind the fact he was going to tell her something similar to that because he needed to keep a professional relationship with her, but hearing her say it to him made him pissed off.

“
Do you get aroused after every practice or match?”

“
No, of course not.”

“
So you would have done that with any man, I just happened to be there?”

She looked away
.  If she said yes, it made her sound like a slut. She was no damn slut.  If she said no, she would be admitting to wanting him. She didn’t want to do that either.  Thank God the check came.

“
Will there be anything else?” the perky blond asked Trig. 

The pasty blond pushed not only the bill toward him,
but under that was another piece of paper Zara knew would have her room number and phone number.  Talk about a slut.

Trig paid the bill and left a hefty tip
.  “Ready to go?”

“
Yeah.” She needed to put some distance between them.