Suddenly, he pushed me against the wall. I could feel every ridge of his body and my stomach lurched when I realized that he was aroused.
“What are you doing?” I whimpered, struggling to get away. It was no use though. The Vepar were genetically superior in their strength and my struggling only seemed to amuse him.
“I want to see what all the fuss is about. If you somehow have managed to spark their interest, there has to be something more to you. Are you a good fuck? Because I think I need to try human out. If it’s good enough for them, it’s good enough for me,” he said with a sick smile.
I tried to knee him in the balls, but he easily avoided me. He forced his lips on mine, sticking a long tongue down my throat that seemed twice as long as normal. It went so far back that it awakened my gag reflex and a rush of bile came up and went straight into his mouth.
He broke away from me coughing bitterly. “You skitch,” he said, and I could only assume it was some alien insult. He raised his hand to strike me. I flinched and prepared myself for the impact. But before his hand could touch me, it was caught in a crushing grip. The grip of a furious looking Thane.
“Arrrgghhh,” the Vepar screamed as Thane’s hand tightened. I heard the bone crunching together and I knew that the Vepar wouldn’t be using that hand for a long time, if ever without some serious help.
“How dare you touch what you knew was mine, Simeon,” Thane growled.
He looked at me. “Where did he touch you?” he snarled.
I stared at him, shaking in fear from his wrath.
“Where?” Thane roared. I finally managed to move. I touched my mouth and began to drag my hand down my body where the Vepar had pushed against me.
“Your mouth. We’ll start there,” he said. Faster than I could blink, he reached inside the whimpering Vepar’s mouth and ripped out his tongue with such swiftness and strength that I shuddered. It flopped to the ground like a slug, turning black with decay immediately. I wanted to throw up again. I had been right about the Vepar’s tongue seeming long. The tongue laying on the ground looked as long as a snake. It was terrifyingly disgusting.
The Vepar was gagging and shooting a deep blackish red blood everywhere. All I could do was stare as Thane next grabbed a knife from around his belt and proceeded to carve a deep line from the Vepar’s mouth all the way down his stomach. He didn’t sink the knife in enough to cut him open, but it was enough for blood to seep out and make the Vepar’s garbled screams even louder.
If I thought the Vepar’s screams were bad before, it was nothing to how it sounded now. I pitied him for half a second before a sense of dark satisfaction passed over me. For one of the first times in my life, someone had avenged me. If Thane hadn’t shown up, the Vepar would have raped me. He would have raped me after days of trying to starve me. He had deserved this and I was glad that I had seen it.
“You liked that, didn’t you pet?”Thane asked with a smirk, wiping off the blood on his knife on the Vepar’s pants as he huddled on the ground, an intermix of moaning and screaming coming out of his mouth.
My eyes must have shown just how much I had liked it because Thane suddenly swept me off my feet and began to carry me bridal style down the hallway.
“What are you doing?” I said in an annoyed voice. I was getting tired of Vepar men deciding they could do whatever they wanted with me.
“Giving us something that we both need,” he said in a rough, gravelly voice that sent sparks along my synapses.
He stopped at a door and after waving his hand in front of it to open it, walked us both in.
“What is this place?” I asked, looking around. It reminded me of the hospital rooms in Grey’s Anatomy where the doctors’ slept when they were on call, except instead of bunks there were rows of full size beds along the long wall.
“Just a room for staff to get some rest during their shift,” Thane answered. “Workers on Veon usually work for fifty hours straight before getting a day off. This allows them to sleep.”
“Won’t someone come in?” I asked.
Thane took a step towards me. “Not if they know what’s good for them.”
I rolled my eyes at his arrogance. “I thought I was supposed to be starting the trials today? At least that’s what I assumed I was being taken to before that Vepar decided to take a detour.”
“We have enough time for this.” Thane took another step towards me.
I summoned as much bravery as I could, despite the fact that all I wanted to do was weep, and I glared at him. I glared at him, trying to channel all the hatred and betrayal rattling through me.
“If you think for one fucking second that you can touch me you’ve got another---”
He cut me off before I could say another word by lunging towards me from several feet away. His hand snaked out, fingers grasping my neck. He shoved me up against a wall, towering over me. The bastard just stared down at me, breathing heavily, his lips an inch from my temple, his hand still against my throat, not squeezing but possessive, making a point.
“I like it when you get fiery,” he murmured slowly in a low and terrifying voice, his eyes burning into me. His body pressed flush against mine, and his hardness nestled against my stomach. “I’ve been dreaming about how good you tasted...how perfect you felt.”
I forgot how to breathe for a second. I finally gulped against his hand and tried to regain my bearings. I was breathless, totally surprised, pretty much petrified, and unfortunately very turned on. When I tried to slink away from him, he tightened the grip on my throat just a little. My hands came up and I tried to pull on his wrist to get him to let go. He wasn’t cutting off my air supply, but it was firm and scary. His jaw tightened. My nails dug into his wrist.
“I would be careful if I were you,” he growled. “I wouldn’t want you to draw blood.”