Part 29 (1/2)
”You realize what you are doing to them is wrong, don't you?” Kayla Hero asked. ”What you are doing is kidnapping people, forcing dreams upon them and using them for your own selfish needs.”
Oh great. This is not the time to p.i.s.s off an alien, Kayla.
Blackie tried to grab eye contact with her, but she was intent with her focus on the screen. He wanted to order her to be quiet, but she had every right to fight for the other people being held in the aliens' web of sensual dreams.
The colorful array on the screen exploded into a magnificent starburst, making them all gasp at the beauty. Blackie swore s.h.i.+mmers of regret raced through him. It was as if he and the alien were somehow connected through the colors.
”This part does not bode well with us, human Kayla. But it is the only way we can mate. We apologize, but it is what it is. When we determine a way to ask permission from the aliens transporting through here, then we will do so. But from our studies of humans, they wish their attractions to go through rituals of dating and the physical attraction that you mentioned previously. You are a stubborn, complicated race.”
”I'm sure in your wise ways you can figure out how to get our permission in the future,” Kayla prodded.
The colors danced in a way that made Blackie happy. The alien was trying to restrain Kayla's anger through those colors and it was working. Her defiant stance seemed more subdued.
These aliens had too much influence over them and they'd better get the h.e.l.l out of here as fast as they could. NASA would have to be told, and hopefully they could figure out a way to neutralize the situation or come to some sort of agreement with the aliens about safe, unaffected pa.s.sage through this wormhole.
”At your request, we will continue to search for a way.”
Kayla nodded. ”Good. I thank you for that.”
”There's no changing your mind to let all the others go then?” Blackie broke in.
”Interfering in their dream states could prove dangerous to us and to them. We do not wish to harm any life form. We need them healthy. We will release them when we have completed our mating.”
Great. Just f.u.c.king great.
He was about to ask the alien exactly how many of them were in this wormhole, but she interrupted his thoughts.
”To ensure our continued safety, the coordinates to our existence in this part of your wormhole will be dissolved from all your s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p's logs. There is no negotiating on the matter.”
The colorful array on the screen flickered and disappeared, leaving them with the view of the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps floating quietly in s.p.a.ce.
Blackie's gut hollowed out in disappointment as he stared at the screen. The occupants of those s.h.i.+ps would be on their own for now. He couldn't afford to keep the rest of them here much longer. He didn't even know if the aliens would keep their word and let them leave safely or if they were placating everyone and would attack them while they slept. A tinge of anxiety intermingled with a wave of impatience. They needed to leave this place at once.
”She's gone,” Kinley said.
Sadness etched her face. But he couldn't afford to soothe her right now. Time was of the essence.
”There's nothing we can do to help them. If we stick around, they could tamper with our brains again. We could be stuck here forever. The only way to help them is to get ourselves out of here safely and hope NASA can figure out the coordinates. Any objections?” he asked.
No one said a word.
”Good,” he said. ”Now, let's get the f.u.c.k out of here.”
Taylor punched in the recent coordinates Buck Hero had just sent him, signifying Buck's s.h.i.+p had managed to pull free of the anomaly. Now it was their turn to try.
”Coordinates in. Everybody hold on. It's going to be a rough few minutes,” he called. He didn't know who he was talking to. Everyone on board his s.h.i.+p was strapped into their sleep pods. He had Kinley, Blackie, and of course, Taylor had insisted Kayla come along with him. The other two s.h.i.+ps had already left the wormhole, signaling back that they'd left without a problem.
Joe and Annie had gone with Ben and Jacey in the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p the Hero women had shown up in. And Piper, Jarod, Buck and Virginia had left in the s.h.i.+p the Hero brothers had arrived in.
Even with the aliens' explanation about what had gone on and why they'd screwed with the area of the brain where their s.e.xual fantasies were centered, he was glad it had happened. If they hadn't been locked in this anomaly, then he may never have met Kayla.
”Here we go,” he whispered and pressed the b.u.t.ton that would take them into hyper-speed. He clutched the armrests on his chair as the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p began to rattle. In a split second, the other s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps stuck in the wormhole disappeared and silver streaks zipped along the otherwise black screen. Everything fell silent and the s.h.i.+p hummed along at top speed.
Taylor sighed a heavy breath of relief. The silver streaks were stars. Man, he'd never been so happy to see stars in his life.
”We're alone, big boy.”
Kayla's seductive whisper smoothed like a piece of silk over Taylor's senses and he reacted, big-time. Blood pulsed into his c.o.c.k and every nerve inside him slammed into alert mode. She chuckled as she came up to where he was seated. ”I definitely got the big boy part right, didn't I?”
She screeched as he grabbed her by the wrist, dragged her around to the front of his chair and hurled her onto his lap. She wasn't wearing any clothing.
The burn of her p.u.s.s.y against the length of his clothed, hard shaft had them both gasping. Her eyes blazed as his gaze captured hers.
”Do it just like the first time,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with amus.e.m.e.nt and l.u.s.t.
Taylor grinned. In a way this was their first time, wasn't it?
She wiggled off his lap and bent over, giving him a luscious view of her p.u.s.s.y.
Oh yeah, just like the first time.
Blackie's heart thudded a mile a minute as he stalked toward Kinley's sleep pod. He'd programmed his pod to awaken him the instant the computer read that Taylor had gone to sleep. He'd wanted to gaze at Kinley one more time before they went into sleep stasis for the duration of the trip back to Earth.
Would they ever be together again? She'd been attacked back on Earth and tried to suppress her memories...until she'd freaked out on Paradise. Okay, correct that, it hadn't been Paradise. It had all been in their minds. But was there really a difference? Wasn't their love for each other what truly mattered?
He sensed they would be in for some tough times back on Earth, but he would stick with her. They would get through this together. He loved her like he'd never loved another woman. She warmed his heart and was the one for him.
As he approached her sleep pod, he froze. Kinley wasn't there. What the h.e.l.l was going on? Where was she? Panic zipped through him like a rocket as he turned to search the s.h.i.+p.
”Hey, loverboy. Looking for me?”
Her s.e.xy voice swept into his bloodstream, making his heart hum. She was sitting on the bridge in his captain chair. She looked gorgeous. Her tangled brown hair swept around her shoulders and she wore a white terrycloth bathrobe. Her long legs were crossed and she tossed him an amazing smile that rocked him right down to his core.
”What are you up to?” he asked as he walked toward her.
”Waiting for you to get up.” She dropped her gaze to the area between his thighs and wiggled her eyebrows. ”In more ways than one.”
She wanted s.e.x? Now? Gosh, with everything she'd been through, she still looked and acted like herself.
”Are you sure about this? I mean, after what you told the aliens and everything you've experienced here and back on Earth...what they did to us was without our permission. It was another violation.”
Blackie regretted the flash of pain flaring in her eyes. But then the pain was gone, replaced by a mischief he hadn't seen before. He liked it.