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electrical charge struck the woman in the stomach,
doubled her over and she crashed to her knees in a huddle. The fact that she
remained awake was curious. Most Earthlings would have been rendered
unconscious. The voltage wasn’t high enough to kill but it would shock their
systems to the point of passing out.
    “No!” the other woman yelled and jumped over her fallen
crewmember. She landed in a crouch, putting her body between them. Blonde hair
was a wild mass of ringlets that blanketed the floor around her hands, covering
most of her face. Her head snapped up, her lips parted and fangs extended. A
blue gaze locked on Blackie as a deep growl resonated from her.
    He froze. Her hair had grown much longer, those sharp teeth
were new, but it was her . He’d never forget that face as long as he
lived.
    “It can’t be.” The words ripped from his throat.
    She launched toward him and all he could do was toss the
weapon aside. It crashed to the floor an instant before her small body hit his
torso. She didn’t weigh much but he was off balance. Pain tore into his ribs as
something pierced his suit and he twisted as they fell.
    He landed on top of her hard and realized what he’d done.
Years of training had made sure she took the impact with the floor. The air was
forced from her lungs as she hissed.
    The pain in her features as he stared at her face inches
from his own made an emotion close to grief sweep through him until he couldn’t
breathe either. Tears filled her eyes and her pale skin changed color.
    She couldn’t breathe. He was crushing her.
    More pain dug into his side and he jerked his head down, saw
one of her hands clawed there and knew she drew more blood. She was pinned
under him, starving for oxygen, but she still intended to inflict as much
damage to him as possible.
    He shifted his weight enough that she could fill her lungs.
It was a mistake. An animalistic snarl came out of her cute little mouth and
the fangs flashed as she threw her head forward.
    He roared in pain when she bit through his suit into his
shoulder. She ripped at his flesh and he reacted. She refused to stop fighting
and couldn’t see his face because of the face mask attached to his helmet.
    He winced inwardly as his fist tagged her jawline. It
snapped her head to the side. Agony washed through his shoulder as more damage
was done when her fangs were ripped away but she went still under him. Her eyes
rolled up into her head before they closed when she blacked out.
    “What are they?” Gene’s normally calm voice sounded harsh,
probably due to adrenaline or perhaps fear. “Should I kill it? It’s recovering.”
    “Don’t!” Blackie yelled. “Do not kill her.”
    A red mark from his fist formed on the pale skin of the
woman under him. She breathed—the rise and fall of her breasts barely concealed
inside the tight half shirt was testament to that. Seeing so much of her
revealed was something he couldn’t look away from. Those rounded mounds were as
tempting as he remembered. It irritated him when blood rushed to his dick.
    “Are they pirates? They are mutants and she bit you. Did you
see those teeth? Those fingernails? Did you hear them? That woman who attacked
you tried to eat your flesh.” Gene talked fast, panicked.
    “Do not kill her,” Blackie ordered again. “Restrain her.
Gently.”
    “What are they?”
    Blackie studied the features of the woman under him. “Uncertain,
but I’m going to find out.” He twisted his head to study the other one.
    She glared at him from where she still huddled on the floor
and he identified rage shining within those green eyes. Her arms hugged her
middle where he’d shot her with the weapon. A soft growl passed her parted lips
and she flashed sharp teeth once more.
    “Get up,” she demanded in a harsh tone.
    Blackie rolled off the unconscious woman, into a kneeling
position, and glared at the furious woman. “Don’t give me orders.”
    “I was talking to her.” Her gaze drifted