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through him. He stepped
closer, raising her arms up over her head so that her plump breasts
were pressed against his chest. He deepened the kiss, pushing his
tongue through her glistening lips and running it along her smooth
teeth. He felt his cock jerk painfully in reaction to her taste.
His cat purred and rubbed up against his skin, wanting a chance to
rub up against his mate. He stepped closer, forcing her to open her
legs for him so he could slide between them and rub his swollen
cock against her. He placed both of her wrists together, holding
them in one large hand and stroked her with his free one. He ran
his fingers lightly over her cheek wanting to see if her skin felt
as smooth and silky as it looked. The soft touch shook him. He had
never felt this deep feeling of need, desire, and the overwhelming
urge to protect before.
    He pulled back enough so he could look down
into her dazed eyes. “I claim you as my queen, Riley St. Claire,”
he muttered passionately.
    Riley’s brain cleared as his words sunk in.
She began to struggle as she realized the perilous situation she
was in. She should never have let him close to her. He was an
alien. Aliens were bad. Aliens were always bad in the movies, well
most movies anyway. She also repeated her vow that she would not
say yes to any guy without a ring on her finger. She decided she
better clarify that. She would not say yes to any ‘human’ guy
without a ring on her finger and she would never say yes to an
alien.
    Remember, Aliens. Remember, Predators.
Remember, Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Remember, Freddie, Riley shook her head. No, not Freddie. He was a human. Remember,
remember.....
    “No, no, no, no, no!” She said forcefully,
focusing back on the alien holding her. “Let me go! I do not belong
to you. I do not want to be a queen. I do not want to be claimed. I
DO NOT WANT YOU!” She added forcefully. “Now let me go, damn it!
The only thing I want is to go home.”
    “Vox, guards are approaching,” Lodar said
coming out of the bathroom.
    Riley took advantage of his distraction to
twist free and duck under his arm. She moved rapidly to stand
behind Lodar. Vox twisted around and frowned at her in displeasure.
When he moved toward her again. She squeaked and pulled Tor, who
was walking out of the bathroom, in front of her as well. She stood
peeking out behind the two tall warriors, glaring at Vox.
    “Go do your business so I can get something
to eat,” Riley snapped out from where she was hiding behind Tor and
Lodar. “And I’m warning you, if you try to touch me again I’ll pop
you on the nose!”
    Vox muttered a curse, glaring at her in
frustration. He turned away in aggravation to take care of his
needs. He glanced down the corridor as several Antrox guards
marched down the corridor toward them and he knew he wouldn’t have
much time. His observation proved to be correct. When he left the
bathroom a few minutes later, ten guards holding stunning rods
stood at attention waiting for him. A shiver rippled down his
spine. From all the reports he had of the Antrox, this was an
unusual number for six prisoners. Since each prisoner, save the
females, wore an explosive shock collar to control them. The Antrox
normally only budgeted one guard for a group of twenty or more. If
the guard was threatened or attacked in any way, one push of a
button would kill any prisoner within 15 meters. Without the right
tools, if a prisoner tried to remove the collar, it would also
explode. Normally, the Antrox paired one male and one female. They
discarded the threat that the female would know how to help the
male escape. In their case, there were five males and one female.
If they could get their hands on the right tools, Vox knew Tor
could figure out how to dismantle the collars.
    “Darling, I really am going to write a
scathing review for this establishment,” Riley was telling the lead
guard as he came out of the cleansing room. “Your wake up call is
far too early,