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Tandor touched Eden lightly on the arm. “Everyone over the age of twenty-five is locked in a different holding area. No one has been harmed. Do as you’re told and that fact will not change.”
The males turned and walked away.
“Where are you taking us?” Eden called out.
Jobek looked over his shoulder as he said, “Home. We’re taking you home.”
Eden and her friends stared after the males in stunned silence. Earth was the only home they had ever known. How could these hunters dismiss the connection so casually?
“What the hell does that even mean?” Jessie grumbled, arms crossed over her chest. A bit of her combativeness subsided as reality set in. “If Earth is no longer our home, where are we going?”
“I’m not sure,” Eden admitted with a sigh. “He could have meant Altor or the Citadel.”
“Or the bottom of the ocean.” Jessie rolled her eyes. “Just admit it. You don’t know a damn thing.” She motioned her followers back to their corner of the room.
“Someone needs to beat the shit out of her,” Kendra muttered once the others were out of earshot. “Maybe then she would learn some manners.”
“I suspect I will oblige you, but not right now,” Eden said, leaning her back against the wall. “Everyone needs to calm down and adjust to what’s happening. A fight will have the opposite effect.”
“I wasn’t serious,” Kendra defended. Her gaze shifted to Eden with concern.
Eden shook her head and glanced at her nemesis. “I do my best to ignore that bitch, but she better stay away from me right now. I’m down to my last nerve.” She was worried about Ansley, yet angry with her for taking off without explanation. Kendra and Lynette were sweet. They had been assigned to the same dormitory as Eden, but they weren’t Ansley. Eden and Ansley were as close as sisters. They told each other everything. Which was why Eden felt betrayed by Ansley’s disappearance.
Jessie stayed in her corner for the next couple of hours. She gathered her followers around her and only glared at Eden occasionally. Eden couldn’t decide if she was relieved by the other woman’s passivity or disappointed. Emotions had been twisting Eden in knots ever since this nightmare began. She really needed to reset her composure and the only way to do that was to allow herself some sort of release. Strenuous exercise often worked, as did an orgasm or two. Unfortunately, the current situation didn’t allow her either choice.
Maybe she should go find Bossypants and ask him to give her a hand—or a mouth. The naughty thought made her smile and filled her mind with erotic images. She was sprawled across a bed naked and the handsome commander knelt on the floor. Her legs were draped over his broad shoulders and his mouth devoured her pussy. She’d never experienced the act, but she’d seen others perform it on the internet. She’d been shocked at first, but the image lingered in her mind and became her go-to fantasy whenever she touched herself. What would it feel to have a man’s mouth—no,hismouth—centered over the most intimate area of her body?
A sudden commotion snapped her out of her fantasy and drew her attention to the center of the room. Individual packages of food had just been dumped in a pile on the floor. “There is plenty for everyone, so help yourself whenever you are hungry,” one of the guards announced then returned to his post by the door.
Kendra walked to the pile and returned with four packets. She handed one to Lynette, Amy, and Eden, keeping one for herself. Everyone thanked her but their enthusiasm faltered when they opened the bag and saw what was inside.
For a long moment, Eden just held her package and stared off into space. She was hungry, ravenous, but not for food. She longed to be touched, to be kissed and caressed, then overwhelmed with blinding passion. Her nipples tingled and her core clenched as the fantasy surged back into her mind.
“What is this?” Amy asked, sounding confused, not resentful. “Are they sure it’s safe for us to eat?”
“If it’s safe for them, it’s safe for us,” Lynette told her. “We’re not humans. We’re whatever they are.”
Curious, Eden looked inside her bag and cringed. The tri-folded item might be some sort of sandwich, but she had no idea what the other two items were. One was bright pink, the other so dark a green it appeared nearly black. They were likely fruits or vegetables, but Eden had never seen anything like them.
“How are we supposed to eat this alien shit?” Jessie cried out angrily. She threw the green item as hard as she could and it barely missed Eden’s head. The fruit exploded as it hit the back wall and splattered the side of Eden’s face with juice and yellowish pulp. Jessie and her followers burst out in laughter, and Jessie threw the pink fruit too.
Not pausing to wipe the sticky mess off her face, Eden ducked the second missile then charged across the room.
* * *
Neloff scanned the central control panel of theMadelle, refusing to be lulled into a false sense of security. He didn’t just command the ship. He also owned a controlling interest in the vessel, so he never took unnecessary chances. They were tucked away behind the small red planet waiting for the arrival of Cylex, the Altorian hybrid who had funded the hunting expedition. Cylex would arrive in approximately six hours and take possession of the females now crowded into the hold.
It would be a relief to complete the mission and turn the women over to someone else. TheMadellewas not a passenger ship. They simply didn’t have the facilities to deal with all those females. Also, his crew was not accustomed to comforting victims. They were warriors and bounty hunters. The vast majority of the beings they dealt with were hardened criminals.
On the other hand, six hours was less time than Neloff had anticipated and one of the conduits was still unaccounted for. He’d sent Tandor and Jobek after the runaway, but even they would be hard pressed to locate the young woman that quickly.
Neloff had every confidence in the hunter team. If time were not an issue, Neloff wouldn’t give the runaway another thought. Tandor and Jobek were the most successful hunters on this or any ship. Their abilities were unmatched and Neloff had a personal connection to both. Tandor was his biological brother, and Jobek had been taken in by their family as a child so their bond was just as strong. They would find the runaway. The only question was would they succeed before Cylex arrived demanding all forty-six of the missing conduits?
A strange tingling washed over Neloff’s body, warning him of some sort of psychic event. Closing his eyes and tuning out his surroundings, he opened his mind to the images. He heard a soft moan, then felt silky skin beneath his palms. He knelt on the deck at the foot of a bed, head between a female’s thighs. Her long legs were draped over his shoulders and her lithe body undulated in front of him. He gazed upward along her belly and rounded breasts. She tossed her head from side to side and for just a moment he could see her face. It was the gray-eyed conduit.
Her scent muddled his thoughts, refocusing his attention on what he was doing. His lips framed her slick pussy and his tongue alternated between deep thrusts and teasing circles around her swollen clit.
What the fuck? Was this a vision or did he just need to empty his balls really badly? He licked his lips and swallowed. His mouth tasted like pussy. This had been no ordinary fantasy.
