Page 14 of Captured
Chapter Eight
Juliet
My entire body is deliciously, sinfully sore as I walk under the watchful eye of my captor. After what just happened, I have no doubt about my situation.
I’m his captive.
He didn’t let me put the sheet back on, forcing me to walk naked in front of him. It’s humiliating and fills me with anger, but even I have to admit I don’t really need clothes. This planet is warm enough.
But it makes me feel vulnerable. Vulnerable and small. I hate it.
As the sun is lowering into darkness, my anger turns to fear. And fear brings desperation.
I have no idea what the Drakian wants from me. He should have killed me, but he didn’t. Instead, he fucked me like I’d never been fucked before.
As I walk into the forest under the Drakian’s watchful eyes, it comes to me. I know why he hasn’t killed me yet, why he keeps me around like a pet.
He wants information from me. He wants me to betray my people and tell him things he can use against the Human Alliance. I have nothing to tell him of any importance, but it won’t stop him from torturing me. Drakians are monsters, murdering and pillaging.
Never. Better death than this.
I stop walking as abruptly as I stop fearing. It’s incredibly easy, when all is said and done. I have nothing to lose but my life, after all. I turn around to see him watching me with those eyes made of pure gold in the middle of that scaly, all black face.
“What are you going to do with me?” I stand straight, trying to ignore the fact that I’m naked and that my nipples are rock hard.
The Drakian pauses, his reptilian face taking a temporary stricken look. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he was surprised.
Maybe he thought he’d master me, bend me into submission with his spanking and the accompanying sex. Well, he’s dead wrong about that.
“Walk.” He points somewhere beyond me as the word sticks to his tongue. His accent is rolling and gravelly, deep like a growl. It makes my skin crawl with goosebumps and my belly squeeze with the most peculiar feeling. I try to ignore it, but I just can’t.
But this doesn’t mean I have to blindly follow what he says.
“No.” I cross my arms, hiding my taut nipples in the same movement. It’s incredible what a little covering does to me. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what you want to do with me.”
Why did you fuck me instead of ripping me to shreds?
I lift my chin and bite the inside of my cheek to give me some courage. He must know I’m full of shit, because instead of growling or snarling at me like an animal, he cocks his head to the side. The corners of his mouth lift by a fraction and if I didn’t know any better, I’d think he was smirking at me.
But that’s bullshit. Drakians don’t smirk, Drakians don’t smile.
They’re not supposed to fuck humans, either, but that’s not something I want to think about right now.
“Ship,” he says, shaking his head. Like I’m some fucking toddler who’s giving him a hard time.
I flip my hair and make my best hard-as-nails face. The face that always made the instructors in my flight school crazy. I lift my brows and dig my heels in.
The ghost of a smile fades from the scaly face and for a brief moment, I regret my defiance. Maybe I’ve pushed things too far.
“Walk.” The Drakian repeats his command, but this time, there’s no smile on his lips or in his voice. He’s all business now and his business is dominating me like some animal.
“Not a chance.” I grit my teeth, pushing my heels in the soft ground deeper. This is the moment of truth. “I know you’re going to kill me. I’m not going to make it easier for you.”
Saying the words sends a ripple across my spine. It’s true, all true. I’m going to fight him off with all I have, but he’s still going to kill me. I’m no match for him.
“Kill you.” The words sound like a whip in his mouth. He steps in my space and I have to fight with everything I have not to flinch. Not to cower down like a dog. “No. No kill. Obey. Punish. No kill.”
I search his face but don’t see any signs of lying. I wouldn’t even know what to look for. I don’t even know if Drakians can lie. They’re nothing like humans. No feelings, no remorse. Nothing even approaching it. They just kill everything that stands in their way, regardless of the innocent lives lost. They’re monsters.
