Captured Boxed Set: 9 Alpha Bad-Boys Who Will Capture Your Heart (106 page)

"By Guall’s balls, Riley, I’m
going to spank your ass until it is bloody red if you don’t stop giving me a
hard time," Vox snarled out impatiently as he thrust the dead body of a
Marastin Dow away from him and headed for her.

"Don’t you mean my
big
ass, you moron?" Riley replied sarcastically, determined to make him more
than willing to toss her ass on the nearest spaceship heading toward Earth.

Her eyes widened when his face
darkened and a low, dangerous snarl escaped him. His eyes glittered with
determination. Riley could have handled it if the determination written on his
face promised he was tired of her smart mouth. Instead, the look smoldered with
a deep passion that scared her more than any amount of anger could have.

"Female, I am going to…"
Vox’s voice faded in disbelief when Riley raised her arm pointing the laser
pistol Banu gave her at him. She remembered at the last minute to flick the
charge to the lowest setting before she aimed it at his arm and pulled the
trigger. Vox’s loud curses filled the air. "You shot me!" he roared
out in astonishment, freezing and looking at her as if he couldn’t believe she
had really pulled the trigger. If it wasn’t for the burning on his arm, he
wouldn’t have thought she had it in her.

"But not where I was aiming
for," Riley snapped back defensively. "So help me, Vox, you better
stay away from me until my temper has cooled or I won’t miss where I’m aiming
for the next time I shoot you."

"Vox, do you need assistance?"
a different male called out from the console.

"Yes! I need you to come and…"
Vox growled out, taking another menacing step toward Riley, his mouth set in
fierce determination. He was going to whip her ass good for this little stunt!
He groaned when she aimed and fired at him again as he took another step toward
her, almost grazing him in the leg. "Come on, Riley. I didn’t mean
anything when I said you had a big ass. I like big asses." He stopped when
he saw her standing up and taking aim between his legs with fury glittering
from her eyes. Shit, she was really pissed off at him this time. "I…"
he started to say before he jumped to the side when she fired again. "…Shit.
Will you quit shooting at me!" he yelled out, moving behind a chair before
he finally took refuge behind Tor and Lodar who were too busy laughing their
asses off to move fast enough to get away from him.

Vox peeked out from behind his
chief engineer and his medical officer with a low moan. "I thought you two
were my friends," he muttered as he looked at Riley who was busy adjusting
the charge on the pistol in her hand.

"We are, otherwise we wouldn’t
let you hide behind us," Lodar chuckled. "I think this is a fitting
payback for the hell we’ve been going through knowing Riley is your mate. You
have no idea the effect she has had on all of us, including Fred and Bob! I
need a good fuck so bad I’m about ready to take a Marastin Dow female as a
captive."

Vox ducked back behind Tor—who was
shaking with laughter—when Riley looked around the room to see where he was
hiding. "I would kill you two for that comment if it wasn’t for the fact I
need you two standing so she doesn’t kill me!" he snapped out ruefully.

Tor chuckled again. "Well, you
have to admit you can’t complain about being bored anymore."

Vox glared at the back of his
friend’s head wishing he could smack it but knowing if he did that Tor might move
and give Riley a clear shot. He opened his mouth to make a smart-assed comment,
but the freighter gave a horrendous groan at that moment. The lights flickered
on and off before finally staying off. Vox had no trouble seeing in the dim
lighting, but he knew Riley would. He made his move, pushing Tor and Lodar out
of the way and springing for his aggravating mate. His large hand wrapped
around the laser pistol, pulling it to the side where it fired into one of the
control panels. Smoke rose and alarms sounded as an automated voice came on
announcing that the life support system was in critical failure, immediate
evacuation was recommended.

"Oh hell," Riley huffed
out, blowing her hair out of her eyes. "Not again! How many frigging
things can go wrong in my life?"

"That’s all right, Riley,"
Fred said coming over to where Vox had his arms wrapped tightly around her. "I’ll
get your pink case for you."

"You might want to let me get
it, Fred," Tor said with a deep sigh. "It’s heavy."

Riley smiled at the guys, happy
that everyone appeared to have survived the attack. "Thank you, guys, for
protecting me and everything."

Vox listened as Riley’s voice
softened when she talked to the other males. His cat hissed angrily, blaming
him for the mess they were in. All he wanted to do now was to get back home so
he could have Riley in an environment totally controlled by him. He hoped if he
was at least on his home turf he could finally quit acting like such an idiot
where she was concerned.

"Come get us off this piece of
worthless Trillian shit," Vox snarled out to the
Horizon
. "There
are ten of us on board. You can kill any number over that," he added as he
pulled Riley closer to him.

"A shuttle will be dispatched
immediately," the male responded with a chuckle. "It is good to hear
your voice, my old friend."

"Yeah, well, your uncle isn’t
going to like to hear it. That piece of royal Valdier ass is mine! He’ll wish
he had never messed with this Sarafin prince," Vox bit out harshly as he
recognized Creon Reykill’s voice.

"Yewww, the big puddy-cat is
hissing again," Riley’s sarcastic voice grated out. "Watch out—the
next thing you know you’ll be shooting hairballs," she snapped out in a
drawl as she stomped down on his instep and darted away from him when he jumped
back with a startled yelp.

"Riley, so help me I’m going
to wring your neck when I catch you!" Vox snarled out as he watched her
jump over a pile of dead purple bodies as he stomped after her.

"Tor!" Riley called out
loudly as she hurried down the corridor after Titus, Adur, Cross, and Banu who
were laughing loudly. "Vox is being mean to me again."

"Don’t you listen to a thing
she says. I am not being mean to her! What did I ever do to deserve a mate like
this?" Vox groaned out before the communications link blinked out as the
emergency power failed.

Chapter
12

Riley nervously smoothed down the
robe over her nightgown as she stared out the viewport at the darkness of
space. She had always been a sucker for sexy lingerie. It was the one thing
that made her feel all girly and not like an oversized cow in a china shop. She
had to admit, she thought she looked good in the stuff. She had a full figure
with an hourglass shape. She was big on top and had wide hips which made her
waist look small. She shook her head when she
remembered
what one boy told her when she was fifteen. She had gone to an
afterschool dance; it had been the first and last one she ever attended. She
had been standing awkwardly to the side, watching as one girl after another got
asked to dance. The night was almost over when one of the football players,
Todd Patterson, came over and asked her to dance with him. It was a slow song,
and she had been thrilled. Sure, she stood a couple inches taller than him, but
it wasn’t that bad. He had placed his hands on her hips, and they had rocked
back and forth for a couple of seconds before he squeezed her, pulling her
closer.

"You feel good," he had
murmured in her ear.

Riley had felt an excited shiver
run down her spine. She wondered if he would kiss her. A part of her hoped that
he would. She often listened to the other girls talk about what it was like
when one of the boys kissed them. The lights had been dim with the flickering
of a disco ball lighting up the area, making it kind of romantic. She could
hear other couples talking quietly over the music the band teacher was playing.

"Thanks," Riley had
replied shyly. "Uh, you do too," she added nervously.

"You know, with hips like this
you were made for having babies," he whispered in her ear. "Do you
want to go out back for a little while? I could show you how it’s done."

Riley flushed as her Grandma Pearl’s
warning came back to her. "You’ve got big boobs and a big ass, Riley girl.
Every guy between the ages of twelve and eighty are going to be wanting a piece
of you. You need to decide if you are willing to give it away for nothing, and
if you do, are you willing to pay the price for giving away your body to
someone who only wants to use you."

Riley had pulled back and looked
down into the smirking, know-it-all face with a sinking feeling. "What did
they bet you to dance with the Amazon?" she asked in a deceptively quiet
voice.

Todd had flushed before he glanced
over to his friends along the wall. They were watching them and laughing. "Twenty
bucks if I get to fuck you. Ten if I get to cop a feel of your big tits."

Riley smiled sadly down at the
flushed face. "Thank you for the dance," Riley said, pulling out of
his arms. "I won’t humiliate you because you were honest about why you
asked me. May I give you a bit of advice, though?" she asked as she stared
down at his shocked face.

"Uh, sure," he said
awkwardly.

"Even Amazons have feelings. Think
about that the next time you want to use one of us as a whore. Now, I think
your friends need to pay up. It’s the least they can do for forcing you to have
to dance with me," Riley said as she turned to look at the three football
players lounging along the wall. Her eyes glittered with fury.

She had gotten a three-day
suspension and told she wouldn’t be allowed to attend any more after school
functions, but it had been worth it. She had taken the punch bowl and poured it
over the three guys who thought it would be fun to pick on the big girl. She
had then proceeded to relate a long list of observations about the guys to the
entire sophomore through senior class. She never got asked to dance again.
Hell, she never even got asked out on a date. She had focused on her school
work and started dual enrollment the next year. The unfortunate consequence was
Tina was also punished for what Riley had done. Her little sister had been ostracized
for simply being related to her.

She started and turned around when
the door opened to the living quarters she had been shown to earlier. She bit
her lower lip as Vox strode into the room as if he owned the place. They had
been rescued earlier in the day from the old freighter and brought aboard the
Horizon
.
There were several different alien species on board this ship—warship, Riley
corrected herself. There were quite a few that looked like Adur and Cross and a
few that looked like Vox, Tor, and Lodar. She hadn’t seen any others that
looked like Bob or Fred, though. What did surprise her was when she saw two
other human males. They had been with two of the same purple creatures that had
attacked the freighter, only they didn’t appear to find the purple females
unattractive.

"What are you doing here?"
Riley asked nervously, looking at Vox as he stopped to stare at her intently. "You
know it’s polite to knock or something before entering someone’s room."

Vox’s lips curved and his eyebrows
rose at the nervous wobble in her voice. "I am here because this is my
living quarters, therefore there is no need for me to ask for permission to
enter," he said quietly.

Riley could feel her throat moving
up and down as she tried to say something smart but nothing came out. Her mind
went blank as her eyes focused on Vox’s fingers. He was undoing the hooks on
the front of his vest. Her eyes followed the movement as he slowly pulled the
black leather apart, then slid it off his broad shoulders. Her tongue came out,
and she licked her suddenly dry lips as his hands moved down to the front of
his pants. She groaned softly when he paused to toe off his boots. Her gaze
flickered up to his briefly before moving back down to his fingers. She
trembled as he slowly undid each button.

"I need you, Riley," Vox
said softly. "My cat and I want you so badly we can taste your sweet cream
on our lips."

"You can," Riley replied
faintly. "I mean you shouldn’t. I can’t… I’m… This is a bad idea,"
she stammered, looking up into Vox’s dark tawny eyes.

They were darker than before, the
yellow containing more gold than before. "Why can’t you? Why would you
think this is a bad idea when I can smell your desire every time we are in the
same room?" he asked. "I know you want me."

Riley looked up into his eyes
again. "You’ll just use me, like the other men wanted to. Once you get
tired of me, I’ll…" Her muttered words faded as he closed the distance
between them and pressed his lips against hers in a savage kiss that left them
both shaking.

"Does this feel like I’ll just
use you? I’ll never get tired of you, Riley," he said, pulling back until
his lips barely touched hers and ran his large hands up over the silky fabric
of her robe to her shoulders, drawing her closer.

"I promised myself I wouldn’t
give in to a man unless he put his ring on my finger and promised me forever,"
Riley tried desperately to explain. "I don’t want to end up raising a baby
on my own."

Vox’s dark groan filled the air at
the thought of Riley rounded with his cubs. A fierce wave of need, stronger
than anything he had ever felt before swept through him. He closed his eyes in
an effort to regain control of his slipping hunger. If he didn’t, he would take
her hard, fast, and often. His hands slid back down along her arms, and he
gripped them tightly as he tried to breathe deeply. He knew that was a mistake
the moment he drew in the heady scent of their combined arousal.

"You will not raise our cubs
alone, Riley. I will be there for you always," he growled out in a deep
voice.

"Vox?" she choked out as
her eyes widened at the dark possession reflected in his.

"You are mine, Riley. I claim
you," he purred out in a rough voice as he gripped the silky fabric in his
hands and tore it from her body. "I have waited too long for this. My cat
and I must mark you, claim you."

"But…" Riley cried out,
startled, as the fabric of her robe tore under his hands. "I can’t—"

Vox’s mouth descended again,
blocking her words of protest. His hands caressed all thoughts of resistance
out of her mind as they ran up and down her back until he pulled her against
his swollen cock. Riley raised her hands shyly up, touching his stomach and
feeling the muscles tighten under her fingertips. A shudder ran through him,
giving Riley a heady sense of power that her touch could draw such a reaction
out of so powerful a man. She opened like a flower to the sun under his skilled
lips, moaning as his tongue swept into her mouth. She tentatively returned his
caress with her own. Her hands moved up to his chest where she ran her thumbs
over his distended nipples as she flicked her tongue along his sharp teeth. She
ran the tip along one of his slightly longer canines and was rewarded with a
reverberation of a purr.

"Gods,
Riley," Vox pulled back and choked out in a strangled voice. "You
fire my blood."

* * *

Vox was fighting a losing battle
with his control. He wasn’t kidding when he said she fired his blood. The feel
of her soft, sweet flesh under his hands and the taste of her lips ignited his
blood to a raging fury. He could feel his cat pacing back and forth, determined
to mark his mate with his essence. Her hands running up over his stomach to his
chest tore at him. The soft, sweet hands moved slowly, as if unsure of his
response to her tentative touch. How any male could resist her was beyond
comprehension. He believed Tor and Lodar when they said it had been killing
them. Riley had an innocence about her that brought out the protectiveness in
him and his cat, and her natural sensual nature was enough to cause both of
them to want to pounce
on
her.
The sway of her hips, the flash of humor in her baby blue eyes, and the way she
nibbled at her bottom lip when she was nervous all played havoc on his system.

Vox deepened the kiss, sliding his
arm down under her knees so he could pick her up. He silenced her objection
with his kisses, holding her tightly against him so she would know there was no
more protesting. He would take her. He carried her across to the large bed.
Bending, he gently lowered her onto the soft covers, never releasing her lips.
He didn’t want to give her a chance to change her mind. The way his body and
his cat were reacting at this point, he wouldn’t have stopped anyway. It may
have been wrong, but he knew she was his even if she wasn’t sure. There was
absolutely no doubt in his mind.

He had talked privately with Creon
Reykill. Creon had been very receptive, even amused, and if Vox wasn’t mistaken,
relieved when he had explained he would not be able to fulfill the requirements
of the treaty between his people and the Valdier. Creon had laughed and slapped
Vox on his shoulder and told him there was no need to worry, he was positive
Zoran would have no problems with the changes. Creon had explained that each of
them had taken a human female as a mate and could appreciate the effect the
species had on a male. Vox had to admit after he met Creon’s mate, Carmen, he
was thankful she had come into the young lord’s life. He could see the
difference in his friend and thanked the Gods for sending the female to help
Creon heal.

His fingers trembled slightly as he
gripped the thin straps of the gown that Riley was wearing. He pulled them down
as he continued running kisses along her swollen lips and down along her neck.
He drew in a deep breath as her large, plump breasts brushed seductively
against his chest. His cat was in heaven. The only thing that would make it
completely happy was when it could mate with the she-cat that was about to be
born. He would give a part of himself to his mate, allowing her body to change.
His cat couldn’t wait to see what its mate would look like. The thought of her
silky fur brushing against his male was enough to make him want to bite her and
release the chemical regardless whether she was ready or not.

Riley’s gasp and loud cry spurred
him on as he sucked one of her succulent nipples between his teeth. He nipped
it gently, purring as she arched up into him in response, her body flushing in
response to his touch.

"Vox," her husky voice
panted out. "Oh God!"

He chuckled and sucked deeply,
pulling and tugging on the swollen nub until her legs fell apart and she tried
to wrap her long legs around his in an effort to draw him down to her. He
sighed deeply as he realized there was no saving the delicate fabric of her
gown. It didn’t matter anyway. After tonight, she would not be wearing any type
of clothing to bed again. He wanted to feel her silky flesh against his without
a barrier between them. He doubted she even heard or realized he had ripped the
thin silk away. She was muttering hoarsely as she unconsciously kneaded her
fingers against his shoulder, her nails digging into his flesh as he became
more frantic.

"Please!" she wailed. "I
need you."

He released her nipple with a loud
pop, then pulled away far enough to shuck his pants and kick them away. He knew
he would take her hard and fast this first time. He would have loved to be able
to take her at a leisurely pace, but he was beyond that. He would take his time
when he made love to her again. Vox reached down and gripped Riley’s thighs in
his large palms, pulling them apart and bringing them up to his waist. Aligning
his cock to her slick, heated core he gazed down at her. He shook his head as
he realized he was having problems catching his breath. She was magnificent!
Lodar was right, her breasts were going to overflow his hands when he cupped
them. The rounded globes with the dark roses of her areolae drew a groan of
pleasure out of Vox as he rocked his hips forward, sliding his thick cock into
her tight vaginal channel. The hot, smooth walls surrounded him, calling to him
to claim her in the primal ways of a male. His arms shook as he tried to hold
himself still long enough for her to adjust to his hard length.