Page 20 of His to Protect
Chapter 14
Jessica
Isit near the window and watch the abyss beyond me. Its endless darkness feeds my loneliness. I don’t know how long I’ve been in this room. Maybe two weeks, or three, or maybe a month. Watching the space is what I do to pass time. I’m lonely. My eyes fill with tears until I can no longer hold them and they flow down my cheeks, meeting under my chin. I have no idea what happened to Emma. Is she still alive? Have these brutes raped her already? So many questions and so few answers. Come to think about it… no answers at all. Nobody has spoken to me since they put me here like a prisoner. They just bring me that disgusting paste they call food and water. An alien female brings it every day and I cry and beg and shout but she never answers back. She just leaves the tray, and she’s gone. I run my fingers through my hair and wipe away my tears. I’m going mad in here.
I fall to my knees, my gaze to the floor. I’m hurting inside. How could he? He told me I was his fated mate, his ONE AND ONLY. I didn’t take it seriously when he said it, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t like being told such words. But no. I shake my head from side to side, locks of hair covering my face. He’s just like all the other cavemen on this fucking planet. He’s a monster, a beast without feelings or a soul or a heart. He’s a brute. I cover my face with both my hands and my mind goes numb… just like my heart. I’ve cried so much I don’t have tears anymore, or feelings to hurt. I simply breathe and eat whenever I faint from hunger. I simply exist. I don’t live anymore. I’m just a memory of the old Jessica. That woman is long gone.
Memories of my life on Earth start flashing before my eyes. I had a dream. A dream of discovering one of the World's most hidden secrets, and I did. But now that dream seems childish and ignorant. Now the most important thing is worrying about living another day in this horrible place. What have I done to them to deserve being treated like this? I'm just a walking womb for these people, an experiment. It shouldn't hurt so much, but it does.
There's someone at the door. I hold my breath for as long as I can and wait for the doors to open. My heart drums like crazy and I cannot stop shaking. A chill runs through my spine, making me shiver. My eyes bulge when the door slides open. Catleya, the alien female, enters first. But there's another right behind her... a male. He towers over her with his massive height and build. It can't be. I'd recognize those eyes out of millions. It's him. It's Ka'el. My cheeks burn like a steaming engine, my temple veins engorged. I literally go from terrified to pissed off in a second. Now I just want to stand and punch this guy's face for betraying my trust. The almighty chief of the Breeding facility... "fucking jerk" is an understatement for this one.
"You know what to do. Don't disappoint me or you know what happens," the female tells Ka'el. He gazes at her and nods his head in obedience. He behaves differently. He appears more humble and obedient that I remember him. Even his body posture is strange. His shoulders are leaning to the front, his head lowered.
"I will not fail. I will do what needs to be done." Ka'el tells the female, Catleya, and moves a little to the front. I want to stand and approach him, yet I don't. I remain in my crouched position on the floor, clenching my fists until my nails puncture the skin in my palms. Both of them ignore me. It's like I'm not even there. They don't look at me or even say a word to me. This makes me angrier if that's even possible. I'm just a piece of garbage to these jerks, a disposable item.
The alien female pats Ka'el's shoulder and leaves the room. He remains standing there, not moving another inch. He searches for me with his gaze, his face serious and grave. He says nothing. He just stands there with his muscular body covered in a beautifully adorned white robe. He's bare-chested, only a small strap going over his shoulder to sustain the lower part that covers his legs. My gaze goes down to the protruding bulge positioned below his abs. I can feel bursts of heat going up to my cheeks. I forgot how endowed these brutes are. I bite my lip to distract my attention from unimportant issues. I stand up, adjusting my robe to reveal less cleavage. I cross both arms over my chest and stare at him, brows drawn together.
I stand a few feet away from him, expecting him to speak. “Are you just gonna be there not saying a word, Ka'el?” Still, there's no answer from the alien. He looks at me with no expression. His eyes used to be bright and full of meaning when he looked at me. Now his gaze is empty, devoid of any emotion. “I’m talking to you over there,” I tell him, my voice louder.
"How do you know my name, female?" He asks in his grave voice and comes closer, his bluish skin gleaming in the light.
"Are you serious? Is this a fucking joke?" My blood boils inside, my face flushing with heat. I can’t believe this is real. He stands right in front of me and pretends not to know who I am. He fucked me in ways I never thought possible, told me I was his fated mate, treated me better than anyone else, and now this. I don’t know if I should laugh or cry or yell. Now I see he's nothing more than a jerk who wanted to screw some different species' pussy. Fucking jerk! That's the story of my life… jerks everywhere.
"Do you see me laughing? It's no joke. I demand that you tell me how you know my name," he says. He's a completely different guy. Even the inflections of his voice seem different. He speaks, acts, and behaves like the rest of these medieval asshole aliens.
"You demand? Who the heck do you think you are? Cut your crap and admit it." I raise my voice, hoping it would help. He remains not bothered by my growing annoyance. He looks like Ka'el, speaks like him, but the alien in front of me cannot be him. Ka'el is sweet and considerate, gentle, and caring. The monster over here couldn't care less about me or my feelings. This situation confuses me and it is hard to comprehend what it means. I wish I could have a quick answer, but the truth is that I don't. I'm on my own here as I have always been.
“Never mind, female. It’s not like I really care about any of this. I’m here on a mission and that’s what I DO care about. That’s not to say we can’t enjoy this. At least I intend to enjoy it.” He says in his commanding voice, his eyes staring like I’m the cherry on the cake. If I thought things were weird before, this surely beats everything. He’s on a mission he intends to enjoy. Great! I don’t even want to know what that mission is all about.
“Hey, Mr. JERK, I have a name. Remember?” I say. Every pore in my body screams with fury. This is simply unbelievable.
“I do not care to know your name. FEMALE will do,” he says, his eyes turning into slits. He steps forward, his perfect body in contrast with hisassholeattitude. This guy can be quite a jerk, but I can’t deny his body is perfect. His bulging muscles and chiseled chest are quite a view.
“Fine. I’ll call you JERK then.” I cross my arms, my lips in a pout. “Why are you here?”
“Enough words. Don’t you ever shut up? You speak too much for a female. Speak when I ask,” he says.
This is more than I can take. Who the fuck is he to say these things to me. I jump to him, my hands hitting his chest as hard as I can. “I’m not your goddamn servant. You can’t talk to me like this. Where I come from, females have equal rights. You’re supposed to be an advanced alien race, but you’re acting like Neanderthals.”
“Stop it, female.” He grabs my wrists and holds me tight, his icy eyes fixing me. He turns my body over, my back pressed against him, and whispers in my ear. “Why don’t we get to my mission?”
“Let me go.” I escape his grip, turning to face him. He keeps talking about his mission. A chill runs through me. Does he want to kill me? Beat me? What? “What mission?”
“To breed you.” He says and grabs my hand, pulling me to him.
“Breed me? Are you fucking insane?” I shout. Is this the nice alien who made love to me in the most wonderful and gentle way? And now he wants to breed me like I’m an animal. I trusted him. I thought he was different. My stomach clenches at the thought and I feel like vomiting. It’s gross. He talks about breeding me like it’s nothing.
“On your hands and knees. Prepare yourself to receive me.” He pulls me to him again, forcing me to the floor. He flips his robe aside, revealing his huge cock. When I say it’s huge, I mean really HUGE. I can’t believe he fucked me with this monster. But it felt good. The memory sends a tingling sensation, my hard as buds. I pull myself together and force the arousal to vanish. It’s wrong. This is different. He’s a brute who wants to breed me, fill me with his seed. Not a pretty picture.
“Leave me alone… you fucking brute. You can’t breed me. I’d rather fuck a donkey than let you touch me.” I scream and bite his hand, sinking my teeth into his flesh. He lets go of me and I drop to the floor. I back away from him, my heart in my throat.
“Stop fighting and undress. We can make this nice or rough. Your choice.” Ka’el groans, his breaths heavy. He leans over and grabs my ankle, pulling me toward him. My heart drums so fast, every muscle in my body shaking with fear. I’ve never been so afraid in my entire life. He acts like an animal in heat and it’s terrifying. I fight it with everything I’ve got, but I’m like a feather for his strength.
“Go away, you bastard,” I shout.
“Shut up female and position yourself for breeding. This is what I came for and this is what I intend to do. I don’t know how you know my name and honestly, I don’t care. Now get down on the mats.”
“Fuck you. Let go, you bastard,” I shout to him. He’s like a crazy man, his cold eyes scanning my body with lust. I kick his cock as hard as I can with my free leg and he lets go, his face contorted with pain. I back away again, turning my head from side to side to find somewhere to hide from this monster. It doesn’t take me long to realize there’s nowhere to hide, no place to escape Ka’el.
