The lust that had seeped from me faded with each word the guy hissed, but that didn't stop him from looking her up and down like meat. Didn’t stop him from licking his lips as he stared at the glitter that accumulated between her thighs.
Fucking bastard couldn't look at her like that. She was mine. I shifted, thinking better of shattering his jaw at the last minute. If what he said about the building being surrounded was true, I would have to play my cards carefully. I could fight him, sure, but those Gurgs were pure muscle, the hired mercenaries known for ripping heads off bodies like petals from flowers.
As though they were on cue, the sound from the street shifted, the rumble of massive vehicles shaking the walls as dozens of them surrounded the house. Asshole wasn’t lying.
All this for one small girl? There was no way I could take them.
"Additionally, we will be placing everyone in this house found to have knowingly aided and abetted this monster under the property of TerraLink." He continued, eyes shifting from Kylie's body to the old woman behind me.
"You can't be serious!" Natalia’s first words since we had entered the room slicing through everything. "I didn't know she was the same girl? How could I? The bitch doesn't tell me anything. She won't even let me sell her pussy. She just dances. Useless. If I had known this, I would have thrown her back to you years ago. I've always had a great relationship with TerraLink, why would I screw that up? Take her, then come back tonight and I'll give you all the pussy you want!"
With each word she became more and more hysterical, her voice echoing off the walls of her office in a shriek.
"What the hell?" Kylie yelled, both of us turning back to face the grey-haired woman. She looked as crazy as I expected; hair wild, eyes wide. Kylie looked equally crazed, except her emotion was pissed as hell. "You fucking lying bitch! After everything we’ve been through! All of our years of friendship, and you do this?"
Kylie threw herself over the desk, claws out as she sent everything on the surface of the desk flying. Her fist caught the edge of Natalia's jaw, the woman attempting to dodge the blow. It was clear that neither woman was new at this. It had been so long since I had seen a good fight, nearly four years since my last trip home, and I had to admit I was excited.
My heart swelled at the punches and kicks, and the well placed pull of hair that Kylie executed. It was clear she would win this match.
"I can assure you that I, and no one here, knows anything about this little bitch. She has lied to us all!" Natalia yelled as she pushed Kylie away from her, yelling and screaming. She had turned into a mad woman, all of that madness growing as bright lights streamed through the windows. The sounds of the large tanks that were surrounding the house converged with a sound I had heard many times before.
My ship.
Fucking Myro.
Of course he would break through all of the restrictions I had put on him. He was so determined to protect Kylie's virtue. Fuck that. He might have saved us all. Guess he was still good for something. Not that I would tell him that.
The girls howled and flung curses as they continued to fight, but I turned to Deniel, who was enjoying the show as much as I was. He was still tugging at the front of his tight pressed uniform pants.
Tucking my lusty blood boil away, I stepped closer to the officer. He didn't even turn. "I have already paid you for the human. I will be taking my property and leaving."
That got his attention.
"It is not our fault that you bought faulty merchandise. This one was not for sale."
"Then give me my money back." I raised my chin, flexing my fists as I calculated the direction that would be best to knock his head in a direction that would give me the biggest rotation.
"I'm sorry. The fact that you seem unbothered by the state of the girl's convictions says to me that you knew of them. No one would willingly purchase a murderer, no matter how good the sex is." The guy was grinning, his greasy smile stretching wider as he stepped closer. He was as eager for the fight as I was. Except, with a uniform as pressed and starched as his, I was sure he thought he wouldn't be the one doing the fighting.
“I knew nothing.” It wasn’t a lie. Not that he cared.
"It seems to me that you are as guilty as the mother of whores." The sounds of tanks roared as the walls of the old building rattled, their grunts seeping through the doors as the Gurgs made their way in. "I am sure we can find a use for a Coxian in our jails."
I smashed my fist into that cocky smile with all the anger and frustration that had been burning in my gut for the last few minutes. My calculations were a perfection built only by a century of fighting. His neck twisted like old metal against an asteroid, his eyes widening as ugly red blood poured from his mouth and nose in ribbons.
His screams joined the sobs in the back of the room as Kylie came up behind me, punching the other side of the guy’s face before he could make a full rotation and slamming him against the wall in a whimpering mess of blood and sobs.
"Nice punch." I grinned, fully aware that her delicate human hand was more like a tap compared with my own. She still grinned.
"Speak for yourself. Now, you gonna get me out of here, seeing as you got me into this mess?" She turned to me, the tiniest hint of a smile coloring her beautiful features. Her
