Page 39 of Soliv Four
Tomak’s men rarely got jumped because of the number of kills they all had among those stupid enough to attack them.
While Coraz was an excellent cage fighter, he preferred the gladiator arena. Although he had only started learning since being dumped on the prison planet, he’d become quite accomplished since he started training with Tomak.
They were all just killing time before Emon’s female hunt. He was saving his strength for the event, so he was doing bodyguard duty with the women. He seemed restless and fidgety as he waited for his turn.
All three women knew the feeling, though their unease included a lot of fear. Most of the human females had aversions to mating with the reptilian humanoids. They concluded that was the reason the women were given the libido-enhancing drug to make them amenable. Angie shuddered as she remembered how she had almost succumbed to the groping of the lizoid that Tomak killed.
Angie could sympathize with Emon, remembering her own apprehension about the hunt. She was feeling a bit nervous and fidgety herself, anticipating Tomak’s upcoming fight rotation after next. It was a semi-final leading up to the championship deathmatch. She couldn’t shake the bad feelings she had about the future.
Even if Tomak won the deathmatch, he could still be badly injured or mortally wounded. How long would it be before they were all fights to the death? What other dangerous competitions would they think up to keep their audience happy.
Then she gave herself a mental shake. There was no sense in obsessing over their existence. Loving anyone as much as she loved Tomak was a risk in any reality. But it was a bigger risk in this existence where he could be forced to fight for his life at any given moment in time.
She was in love with Tomak, and the reality was sinking in that she could lose him. The bloodthirsty viewers wanted death fights. They wanted to see beings kill each other with primitive weapons. Next, they would demand women to fight each other.
Angie thought she could deal with cage fighting another woman, but she didn’t want to kill anybody. She didn’t want to kill, but she knew she wouldn’t hesitate to protect Tomak. Pushing those thoughts back, she turned her attention back to Tomak and Coraz just in time to see Coraz lever Tomak’s sword from his hand.
Tomak stopped and spread his arms wide, conceding Coraz’s win, grinning at him. Corax bowed his head briefly and raised his sword and shield in victory, smiling as well.
Angie smiled, watching them. Tomak was smiling because Coraz had apparently just graduated gladiator training by taking Tomak’s sword. Momentarily, an announcement came over the prison sound system that the female hunt was about to begin in ten mini spans.
Emon jumped up from his seat. “Let’s go, ladies.”
The three looked at him and chuckled as they jumped up and quickly headed for the exit with him following. He was anxious to get started with the hunt for his female. Angie hoped he won, and the other two women wished him good luck too.
Tomak had told her enough times what it meant to have her as his mate. It made his life there bearable. It didn’t hurt that the sex was incredible, but they have been together long enough, so Angie knew it was more than that. Four moon spans had gone by so fast.
Tomak, Coraz, and D’aktan were waiting by the stairwell from the inmate stand to relieve Emon from escort duty. They all knew how antsy he was to get to the hunt. He was already jogging away as soon as the three men arrived.
The three men were confident that Emon would win. There was no reason for them to go watch the hunt from the stands near the starting point, because once the participants entered the jungle; they would only get live feed from the flying drone cameras on a big holo screen.
Tomak said they could watch from bed.
Right, Angie thought. Maybe after they fucked each other senseless; they would watch. Not that she would complain. Her body was already responding in anticipation, and a glance at Tomak told her he knew it from the sexy smirk he gave her.
As often was the case, Tomak only waited until the door closed behind them to start pulling off her clothes. Angie wasn’t complaining; she helped him. This was their life: eat, sleep, train, and sex.
Watching Tomak battle Coraz in barely a loincloth was always a turn on with all those rippling muscles glistening in the sunlight with a sheen of sweat was quite a turn on.
Angie liked the rough impromptu sex, where they didn’t even make it to the bed. No foreplay; he just made sure she was slick, and pressed her against the door, ramming his cock into her wet heat. It was a wild ride, and she loved it. Other times, Tomak made love to her slowly with exquisite tenderness. It was beautiful and sweet. He could hold her on the brink of ecstasy for what seemed hours.
Then it was mind-blowing when they sailed over the brink of ecstasy together.
At the moment, Angie attributed their randy behavior to the fact that Emon’s impending hunt made them think of their first night together. The drug they gave her made her so needy for sex, compounded with Tomak’s pheromones; they couldn’t get enough of each other.
That was their time when their whole universe was each other and the pleasure they shared with their bodies expressing their love. It was a blissful joining that sometimes almost seemed spiritual, a union of their souls.
Asleep after a lively round of sex, a loud beeping from their holo screen awakened them.
“After polling our viewers about the content of our broadcasts, they have voted for more competitive hunts for females. Based on their request, our corporate board has ordered us to set up hunts with males competing to claim females from males who already have them. Six males will pursue one couple in the expanded maze. Whichever male conquers her mate can claim the female for his own.”
“Wait, what?” Tomak and Angie both sat bolt upright in bed. The announcement was repeated three times. “Like hell!” Tomak blurted.
“No. No, they can’t do that. Can they?” Angie murmured, looking at him in disbelief.
“They will have to kill me, first!” he vowed.
“That’s exactly what they mean,” Angie cried in disbelief. “They will hunt us, try to kill you, then fight over me to the last one. Not just us, all of our team who are mated.”
