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“From the processing center,” I whispered, watching Neil for signs that he knew I was lying. Fucking bastard stilled and continued staring back at me.

“One day, we’re going to take all those women for ourselves. Right, boys? Enough women for all of us. We could have our own harems. Think about it. So many good tight holes to fuck. Never the same one, no matter the night,” Neil murmured.

Fatty chuckled beside me and I watched as he cupped his dick in his hand with a groan. I’d have gagged if I was willing to move. Skinny moved the blade away from my nipple and continued working downward. He moved in front of me, unbuttoning my pants and sliding my zipper down, his touch dangerously close to my pussy.

I heard his breathing hitch in excitement and I began to feel sick.

He took the knife and slid it under my waistline, slicing down my leg to the very hem of my pants. He did the same to the other side, until he gripped the fabric and ripped it completely off of me. It hurt as the rougher fabric burned against my skin. I was almost naked now. I had just a pair of lacey panties to protect me from their evil.

“Don’t,” I begged.

Neil grinned gleefully.

“Look at that. Her skin all pale and freshly washed looking. Makes me want to mark her up, fuck that innocent look right off her face. Smack her around until she gets who is the boss of her now,” Neil muttered, and the others cheered in agreement. “What do you say, boys? Want to teach this little slut a lesson?”

I tried to move my legs, but the harsh metal of the cuffs cut into my ankles. My wrists were shackled behind me and I knew if I survived the day, they’d be bruised for days to come.

Skinny moved to cut off my panties and I began to openly sob.

Every single human in that room with me groaned with desire.

They wanted me to cry. To scream. They wanted me to be scared. It excited them. They wanted to dominate me in all ways.

I was so afraid.

It was over. I had nothing left to give.

Male screams echoed in the hallway and all five of them turned their heads in surprise. Sounds of a scuffle bounced off the walls. A gunshot. Another scream. Alarms began screaming and red lights started to flash, blinding me at first.

That was when the door exploded, flying inward and smacking Fatty to the ground. He screamed bloody murder and then, the sickening crunch of bone hitting concrete turned my stomach. I looked to the side, staring as a pool of blood began to seep outward from his skull. He wasn’t going to be getting up from that. The blood pool grew even bigger. He was as good as dead.

I lifted my head back to the door. Morgn stood there, his copper eyes boring into my soul and I almost sobbed out loud in relief. Ryder stood next to him, looking dangerous and consumed with fury. Aarom, his eyes softening with pity once he laid his eyes on me. Davon, too, focused on me, looking victorious and relieved now that he’d found me.

I must be quite the sight.

They’d come for me. My Vakarrans.

Skinny barreled behind me, hiding behind my tiny frame for protection.

Stupid.

Ryder, Aarom, Davon, and Morgn propelled forward. Neil took that moment to roll backwards, reaching for a gun that he had stuffed in the back of his pants. He fired it off wildly in my general direction and I yelled out with fear. I didn’t want to die. The bullet ricocheted off the concrete wall, skimming across my left cheek in the process.

I screamed, sobbing with pain. In the confusion, I saw Neil disappear out the mangled door frame. Instead of running after him, all four aliens rushed toward me. They stopped for nothing. They had a mission and it was getting to me. The other two human men were just standing in the way and even I knew that they were doomed. My Vakarrans wanted me back and they were going to take me no matter what.

The two men who had been guarding Neil were dead within an instant.

Laser guns straight to the back of the head. They didn’t even have a second to blink before

they dropped dead. Davon and Morgn shot them down without a second glance.

That left my four Vakarrans and Skinny, hiding behind me with his arm wrapped around my shoulders. A blade pressed firmly against my throat. I felt a trickle of blood roll down my skin. Everything hurt. I was in so much pain.

Terror racked through my body.

Even though my aliens had come for me, I was still going to die.

I trembled, sitting in that steel chair, cuffed and bound with no means of escape.

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