Page 17 of Alien Viking's Plunder

“That’s myod, which we sometimes drink for celebrations. Perhaps we can celebrate winning the fight against Gornt.”

She put the cup back on the table without touching it. “Not celebrate we,” she stated, looking him in the eye. “You attack. Injure men. Plunder me.”

It was clear that she wasn’t talking about Gornt.

“It was a good raid,” Bragr said, taking a sip of the sweet drink. “We filled four ships with metals and other loot.”

“And me.”

He shrugged. “And you.”

“What you will do with me?”

He looked her up and down, thinking about the possibilities. The images that filled his head made his crotch twitch again.

Her gaze shot down his body, and she frowned at him.

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- Josie -

“Should I be flattered?” she asked in English.

He just gave her a little smile. He was very excited about something, that was for sure. And Josie suspected it might be her.

Taking the cup from the table, she sniffed it again. It wasn’t unpleasant, just unusual. Like beer mixed with cheese, with cloves added on top. It was a different drink than he had given her before, and she was pretty sure it was booze.

Josie’s head was spinning from everything that had happened. Helping him dress his wound gave her something to focus on, and that was partly why she’d done it. Another reason was that she knew she should make him like her. She was completely at the mercy of these guys, and Bragr was plainly their chief. The way things were, she had to walk a fine line between standing up for herself and not antagonizing him too much.

He was a big man, strong and capable. She saw him fight off dozens of those creepy attackers. They kind of looked humanoid, but they were cold to the touch and their eyes didn’t move right.

If he hadn’t fought his way through them and grabbed her, really bad things could have happened. Those creeps were definitely not there to rescue her.

His touch was warm, though. Warm and gentle, even when dragging her away from the enemy.

He got injured, too. Why did he take that chance just to get her? Was it just because of the bulge in his pants and what he thought he’d be doing with whatever was pitching that tent?

She was not going to encourage anything like that. He may be a powerful alien raider with an incredible spaceship, and he may have a curious little glint in his eye, and he may be the hottest male she’d ever seen in real life, but there was no way he’d get into her pants.

“I’ll return topside,” Bragr rumbled and drained his cup. “We must catch up with the other ships and guide them home.”

“Wait,” Josie said in English.

Bragr raised one eyebrow.

“You plunder me,” she said slowly, hoping the meaning came across. “You not honorable. I will attack you.”

Her enhancement was at the stage where it would help her understand just about everything they said, but she could only make primitive sentences from words she had heard them use or words the enhancement had made up as being probably right. She didn’t know the word for ‘revenge’ yet, but she thought it was only fair to give him the warning. She was not going to just take this abduction like a docile slave. And she had to get him to think of her as more than plunder.

“There’s no dishonor in plundering, nor in being plundered. But I understand your intention, as any warrior would.”

“You kill people.”

He tilted his head to the side. “Hmm?”

“You killmypeople.”

“Oh, on that stinky old station? No, we didn’t kill anyone. Those holes you saw were all sealed up before we sailed away. No air was lost. Killing thousands of helpless peoplewouldbe dishonorable.”

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