I get a good look at his face and shriek.
Yellow eyes, yellow skin, even yellow lips with two thick fangs briefly eclipse my vision before I’m tousled violently to the side.
This male wasn’t on the cliff.
Fighting with every last shred of strength I have, I kick and scream, tearing at him. He snarls and ignores my thrashing, continuing his abduction. My teeth snap together violently the next time he jumps and my neck wrenches.
He’s going to kill me.
I shout for Gemma.
Though I know it’s already too late. My nails drag across rough skin, catching on scales that rise when I touch them, slamming my knees into the male’s tail brings me more pain with little effect on the brute. Growing desperate--when we hit the next tree--I manage to get my hands up his chest to wrap them around his neck.
Tough flesh stops me from choking him with any real effect.
“Let me go!” I shout, returning to my thrashing.
The male grabs a section of my hair and forces my head back. “Ssstop making noise,” he growls, snapping his fangs at me.
I thrust back, terrified he’s going to bite me when he drops us to the forest floor. Limbs locked from the sudden weightless and abrupt stop, the male releases me and forces me to the ground.
Claws rake down my body, shredding my uniform in a single sweep. Chilly evening air breezes my skin as the male tears my clothes from my body. I realize what he’s doing when he gets to my boots and his nails aren’t able to shred them.
I kick him hard in the face.
Rearing, the alien arcs backward, grabbing his head. “Rabid female!” he bellows. A large, thick tail slams the ground beside my body, and the ground trembles. “You will submit!”
Twisting over, I hold my clothes to me as I crawl away. Dizzy, breathless, and in pain, I don’t get far. Fingers curl around my ankle and drag me back in place. “Gemma!” I scream for help, knowing there won’t be any.
The male thumps his giant, sickeningly yellow tail next to my head again and I flinch.
My undershirt is ripped from my body next, the cloth breaking my skin. When I try to hit the male again, he catches my fist and forces it to the ground. The chill of the evening air hits my bare chest the moment his hot breath does.
Shoving at his body, he’s completely undisturbed by my struggles as a forked, meaty tongue lashes the air. “Female,” he groans.
I kick harder when he slides down my body to claw at the strips of cloth left holding what’s left of my pants to my legs.
“Please!” I wheeze, my lungs failing me. “Please, don’t,” I beg.
He rips my pants from my body.
Something hard, hot, and thick falls upon my shin and I cry out.
“Female,” the alien says wetly, sliding the hot appendage up my leg. “You are mine.”
I turn my head and brace for what’s to come. The fight has left me. I can barely rise, can’t catch my breath. Shaking, all I can do now is prepare and hope I survive.
Hope it doesn’t hurt, hope it doesn’t last long...
The scaly, soft sensation of smoothed-out scales chafe my inner thighs as his tail forces my legs apart.
Closing my eyes, I glimpse something shiny next to my head.
The knife.
This morning, while taking my last shower on the transport ship, Shelby--forced to guard Gemma and me so we didn’t run, and didn’t send a message to the Central Command on the Dreadnaut to alert them what’s happening--slipped a knife under my unit. I’d hidden it under my clothes…
A wet tongue slides over my breasts, fingers snake around my neck as he pushes his cock to my dry sex.
The male hisses when he’s unable to easily thrust into me, bows his head down to peer between our legs, completely unaware of the knife.
Sliding my hand over to it, I grasp it, wiggle it free of its sheath, and aim. Shaking terribly, I miss.
He doesn’t even notice, gripping his member, trying to get it inside me.
I bring my hand back, and a brief calm washes over me. I aim again.
And with everything I have, I sink it deep into the side of his neck.
I drop my hand as blood gushes from the wound.
The male jerks, his tail swipes out wildy, he rises and meets my wide eyes as his hand unclasps my neck. Snatching mine to my chest, getting his blood on me, he grabs the hilt of the knife and yanks it out of his neck.
Blood spurts from the wound.
Run.
Twisting onto my front, I scurry out from under him as he brings the knife forward to look at it.
I don’t wait to watch, reaching down to grab at the shredded clothes next to me, I sprint away putting as much distance between us as possible. I can only hope the wound is enough to stop him from chasing me.
I don’t know how long I run, how many times I stop to listen, or when I find the strength to get back to my feet, I keep going until the sun sinks below the horizon and darkness blankets the forest.
It’s not until I’m about to faint that I collapse and curl up on my side. Bringing my ruined clothes to my chest, I sob until sleep takes me away, and my nostrils fill with the sweet scent of a different male...
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