Zyaire's Forbidden Power

3. Rayne

Rayne

“We need to come up with a plan in case we get separated.” I forced the words from my mouth. Esme and I hadn’t said anything as the full weight of our situation hit us like a ton of bricks. I hadn’t had the energy to start another conversation. The possibility that we might get r***d by vicious aliens was real.

Esme growled. “If they separate us, then we fight off the aliens. How do you expect us to escape, especially when we’ll be separated?”

Heck, I don’t know but I refuse to die here. r**e and death just weren’t on my agenda.

I rubbed my neck and attempted to massage the kinks out of my stiff muscles. “This might not be so bad. If they separate us, they will take us out of the cell even if it’s to transport us to another cell. That means we have an opportunity to escape.”

“Do you think we can overpower them?” asked Esme. She twisted her hair in a top knot.

“If they take us out together, we can have a signal, like I could sneeze then we kick them in the balls and run like hell.”

She tapped her finger on her chin. “I’m not sure they have balls, but if they don’t, we can aim an elbow at the center of their chest or close to it and then run.”

Inhaling, I closed my eyes. “If we are unsuccessful in our attack and they put us in a cell, we probably won’t be alone. We need to plan for that too.”

Esme jumped to her feet and shook her head. “I refuse to lose my virginity to some ugly ass aliens that kidnapped me off my planet. I want love damn it. The kind of adoration and affection that makes your toes curl and your mind blank.”

I’m not sure what sane woman wouldn’t want that. A man who wants you and you alone. Yes, I want that too, but this wasn’t the time for fantasies.

I swallowed hard. “I don’t want to be taken against my will either. If they put a man in the cell with us, there might be a chance he, too, is here against his will.”

Esme snorted. “Even so, if they tell him to sleep with us, he will. I doubt he will even have to be asked. Guys don’t view s*x the way women do. They seem to drop their pants and stick it anywhere.”

Frowning, I gaped at her. “Stick it anywhere? You sound like you’re speaking from experience.”

She shrugged. “Nope, but that was what one of the girls said about Jett. They said as soon as he stuck it in, he was done before she knew it.”

Jimmy had made all of us watch movies on how women and men come together to have s*x, and the movies had been explicit. “I don’t think that’s how it was supposed to go but let’s focus on escaping, then we can circle back to this conversation.”

She stopped pacing. “If I escape, I promise that I won’t leave this place without you.”

“We’ll escape this place at all cost. When we get loose, we need to find an escape pod, or spaceship to get off this planet. We can’t risk calling for help because we don’t know who to trust.”

Esme sighed. “How are we going to fly ourselves out of here? I can fly anything that uses our technology, but I don’t know about their technology. What if I can’t fly us out of here?”

I couldn’t fathom an instance where Esme couldn’t master technology. She was one of the smartest people I knew, and she was amazing at learning things quickly.

“I trust you. You got this.” I smiled as she sat back down next to me. After a minute she threw her arms around me. We were both close to our snapping point.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I smiled at her. “It will be just like old times; you fussing at the equipment and me fussing at you.”

A door slammed shut. Heavy footsteps headed our way, and I looked at her. Mouthing get ready, Esme nodded, and we got to our feet.

Five of the aliens stopped in front of our cell. Each one of them had red scaly skin, long sharp horns, and long pointy tails. The look in their eyes made my stomach quiver. I was glad we were at the back of the cell because every part of me wanted to run. Clasping hands, we waited.

Maybe they will look at us and move on. My plan hadn’t included five aliens over eight feet tall and built like mountains.

Please go. Go away. Move to another cell.

They stepped back, leaving one of them smiling, showing sharp fangs, as he opened the cell door. Clenching my jaw, I stood there as he stepped inside, stalked toward us, then stopped. Without thought, I dropped her hand, and rushed forward, swinging a quick right hook to his gut and a knee in the groin area.

Pain shot through my elbow and knee and I dropped to the floor cradling my limbs, but he hadn’t even flinched.

Damn. She was right. These Vrakkil might not have balls and if they do, they were made of metal.

He bent down and picked me up. “I like a fighter. You and I should do very well.” Grabbing me by my hair, he yanked me to my feet.

Oh, by the gods, how do I understand him?

Something sharp pierced my neck and my lids fluttered shut.

Pain shot through my head. Opening my eyes, I was grateful for the dim lighting that surrounded us. They had taken us to the lower part of the facility. There was an acid scent of urine and body smells in the air. This place was a stark contrast from the description of these aliens. The area was metal with an orange horizontal line on the walls. Everything consisted of clean lines and metal, giving the place an elegant modern feel despite the master bedroom sized cages. Each cage had an oblong green button on the wall, that when pressed, jetted a toilet from it.

We passed one cell with an alien who was chained in the center of the room. He was m**********g while the human female whimpered as she averted her face. There was nothing she could do because she was fastened to the wall, naked in spread-eagle style, with her curves bared and opened for the alien. I bit my lip and waited for him to charge and r**e her, but that did not happen.

Clank. He shot his seed toward her as his arms yanked on the chains attempting to get free. His feral roar echoed off the walls.

I never thought my virginity was a hinderance but when I looked down at his sixteen-inch p***s, I regretted it. A sense of everything I was about to lose became crystal clear.

Dang. He just orgasmed and both of his c***s are still semi erect.

I wasn’t much into religion. I had refused to believe that I was not in control of my destiny, yet this fresh set of hellish circumstances made me mentally call on the gods and goddesses I could think of. I’d call on the devil himself, except I was already surrounded by demons.

Maybe my lack of spirituality was what guided my steps to this hell.

Bile rose in my throat as my upper half bobbed with the alien’s unsteady gait. He had carried me over his shoulder like a sack of wheat. Craning my neck, I saw that Esme was being dragged by her hair toward the cells. She was surrounded by five aliens.

When they stopped in front of the large cell on the left, they took out their laser guns. The atmosphere among our captors went from arrogant swagger to scared shitless in minutes. Lifting my head, I stared into the cage and felt my heart flutter in my chest.

That alien doesn’t look like our captors. He was dark purple, with large pointy ears, strong jaw, and different colored eyes. His right eye was blue, and his left eye was hazel. He had full lips that weren’t bracketed with laugh lines. He had silky looking dark brown hair. There was a section of his hair that was completely white.

He sat with his legs folded, braiding his hair.

They pointed their guns at him, but he didn’t acknowledge that they could kill or harm him and continued braiding his hair.

“He doesn’t look so tough,” one alien said as he tapped his gun against the bars.

“You’re a fool. He killed ten of our men without breaking a sweat.”

Heat warmed my face, and my eyes fluttered open. The scent of sandalwood and leather drifted to my nose, and I tried to move, but couldn’t. Frowning, I looked down at my body and froze. They had strapped me down. I was in a medical examination room. The sick alien that had spoken to me wasn’t here.

Wiggling, I attempted to loosen the leather bonds that were around me, but they wouldn’t give. The alien sitting in front of some computer monitors turned toward me.

“I had hoped you would remain unconscious for your sake, but I guess it doesn’t matter,” he said. He smiled and turned back toward the screen.

I still couldn’t figure out how I was able to understand them. That fact both scared and fascinated me. My only hope was that my virginity might somehow turn them off. If it did, would they just kill me?

“What are you going to do with me? Why am I here?”

Opening a drawer, he pulled out a syringe and bit the cap off. Holding it up for me to see, he walked to me. He seemed to be moving in slow motion.

He stuck the needle in my arm. “You are here to secure Tale El Poke’s blood line.”

Shaking my head, I ignored the heat that flowed through my body. Whatever was in that needle made me tingle all over.

“I’m infertile.”

His lips cracked into a wide smile. “You’re a virgin, I examined you thoroughly while you were out. Tale was most pleased.”

This jerk had touched me while I was unconscious. I wanted all of them dead.

“Who is Tale?” I asked as I fought the sluggishness that seeped through me.