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"Oh, Bob, honey, can you be a sweetheart and help me for a moment  again?" The husky voice called out from where she stood balanced  precariously on a large rock. "Fred, baby, just hold the line for a few  more minutes. I think I've got it this time."

"She is called Riley St. Claire from Denver, Colorado-wherever that is,"  Tor said in amusement as he watched her almost fall off the rock again.  "She is … a most unusual creature."

"Do you know what she is besides being a hair up my cat's ass?" Vox  snorted before he looked at Lodar who was anxiously watching as the  female teetered for a moment before regaining her balance.

"No, I've never seen a female like that before," Lodar ground out  through clenched teeth as she wobbled again. "Most species I know have  some sort of instinct for self-preservation. This one seems to be  lacking that particular trait. She has fallen off that rock three times  now, and it is a miracle she hasn't broken her neck!"

Vox gritted his teeth. He was well aware of how many times she had  fallen. Tor caught her once-barely-Lodar the second time, and she'd  landed on the Tiliqua she kept calling Fred the last time. He had not  been able to catch her because he still couldn't even stand without  falling on his own face, thanks to her. Now even his jaw was sore from  grinding his teeth every time she almost fell, bent over, or just thrust  her-He groaned again as his cock jerked in response to her bending over  and affectionately patting Fred on one of his heads.

"You are just such a sweetheart," she cooed. "Bob, you cute bowl of key  lime Jell-O, can you hook the other end of the rope on the wall like you  did on this side?"

The huge body of the Gelatian started to move toward Riley to take the  rope she was holding out but stopped when Vox emitted a low, dangerous  snarl. The huge being trembled in terror. Its head turned back and forth  between Riley and Vox. Vox rose stiffly and glared at the creature in  warning.

"My lord," Bob choked out. "The female-She-" the creature stuttered out before his voice faded.

"Oh, just ignore him, you scrumptious dessert. He's all growl and no  howl," Riley said before she giggled. "Oh, that was so good! Do you get  it? All growl, no howl? Damn, sometimes I'm just good."

"Sarafin warriors do not howl," Vox said through clenched teeth as he  took a step toward the female. "Female, if you ever shock me again I'll  turn you over my knee and spank your big ass until it is as red as the  Brighton dwarf star."

Riley turned and wobbled dangerously for a second on the rock where she  was standing. She glared at the huge figure threatening her. She was as  tall as he was now. She reached her hand down along her side, easing the  small cylinder she had taken out of her luggage and slipped into the  pocket of her skirt into her hand. Her eyes glittered dangerously, and  her lips pulled back but it was not into a smile.

Oh, like hell he did not just say I have a big ass, Riley thought viciously.

Her lips pinched together into a pucker before relaxing. "As you said  earlier, Saraprick," she replied in a quiet, sarcastic voice. "I'd like  to see you try."

Vox smiled at the challenge. He was going to enjoy getting his hands on  her luscious body finally! He was going to finish the curtain wall, bend  her over, and take her hard and fast.

"And as you said, you really shouldn't have said that!" He purred out as he walked slowly toward her.

"Vox," Tor murmured from behind his friend and leader. "I don't think  that is a good idea," he said, getting a bad feeling from the look in  the female's eyes.

She did not look like she was worried. In fact, she looked like she was out for blood-Vox's blood if he had to guess.

"She doesn't have her weapon on her," Vox responded, nodding to where  the small Taser lay on the bed. "She'll be purring like a kitten once  I've claimed her." Vox smiled as his eyes glittered possessively.  "That's what you need, isn't it, little cat? A good fucking."

Riley's face flushed at the dark promise in the huge male's voice. "I am  so going to enjoy putting your ass on the ground again!" she hissed  out, trying not to give in to the desire to turn tail and run.

The problem with running was there was nowhere to go in the small room.  The second problem was that she had learned a long, long time ago if you  didn't stand up to a bully when you had a chance, you might never be  given another one. She gripped the cylinder, waiting until he took  another step closer to her.

"Last chance, big boy," Riley warned softly. "Step back over the white  line and leave me alone, or I'll have to put you down again."

Vox almost paused at the soft warning he heard in her voice. There was a  trace of steel that told him she wasn't going to run. She would stand  and fight him tooth for tooth, claw for claw. His eyes stared deeply  into hers, and he saw a resolution in them. She would not back down. His  pride in her grew at her fierce determination to face him even though  he could see the slight trembling in her hand as she pushed a long  strand of white blond curls behind her ear. She was a worthy mate for a  king.

"You are mine, little kitten," Vox responded gently. "You will accept  what the gods have given you. Come to me willingly or come to me  fighting, but come to me you will."

Riley shook her head and tightly pinched her lips together in  determination. "Sorry, dude, I've seen enough alien movies to know that  it never turns out good for the supporting actors. Since I've never been  a heroine, this is a no-win situation for me. I'd just as soon go down  fighting."

Vox's grin widened. "I always did like a good fight before I fucked," he said, reaching to grab her off the rock.

"Your choice," Riley muttered, holding her breath as she held the small cylinder up and depressed the button.

Vox's roar filled the small room as the pepper spray hit him in the  face. Riley stood frozen on the rock, pressing her hands over her ears  as his loud curses and pain-filled roar continued to echo. He fell back  several steps, grabbing at his face, before he fell to his knees in  agony.

"What did you do?" Lodar asked in horror as he tried to help Vox who was  rocking back and forth on his knees emitting low mewing sounds of pain.

"It will stop hurting if he washes his eyes out … I think," Riley  whispered. "I've never actually had to use it before, but that is what  the directions say to do."

"You've never used this weapon before?" Tor said as he gripped Vox's  shoulder and tried to see what was causing his friend so much pain.

"Well, I warned him!" Riley said defensively. "It's his fault for not listening."

"Female," Vox hissed out painfully. "I'm going to strangle you when I can see again."

"If you even think of it, I'll … I'll … " Riley threatened back. "I don't  know what I'll do but it is going to hurt you more than me!"

"Not if I can help it," Vox groaned as Lodar laid a cool, damp cloth over his burning eyes.

Hell, he needed one for his nose, throat, and mouth as well. When she  had raised her hand he had thought she was just trying to warn him to  stay back. He had not expected her to have anything in it. Both of her  hands had been empty except for the rope she was trying to hand the  Gelatian just minutes before. He had made sure she didn't have anything  in them after the first time. Where in Guall's balls she got her hands  on the device she used on him he didn't know, but he was going to be  damn careful the next time he got near her! Gods, his eyes, nose, mouth,  and throat burned!

"Just … just keep away from me, and I won't have to hurt you again," she  muttered before turning to the Gelatian and the Tiliqua. "Come on, guys,  help me get this wall built before Saraprick gets on his high horse  again."

Riley glanced at the green, gelatinous being and smiled when he shook  and moved backward instead. "It's okay, darling. It won't take but a  moment. I won't hurt you, you tub of gorgeous green."

"He is not gorgeous," Vox growled out hoarsely, trying to glare at the  female through blurry, burning eyes. "You will not speak to him like  that. I am your mate!"

Riley glared back at the huge, seething male who was glaring at her with  watery red eyes. She felt her pulse rocket at his deep growl, and that  just made her madder. She would not let her body react to some  overzealous, pompous alien, no matter how cute he was! She brought to  her mind the last five alien movies she saw and reminded herself that  not a one of them ended well for the humans. Just look at what happened  to Sigourney Weaver. She not only had that alien bursting out of her-she  became one! There was no way that Riley was going to take a chance of  that happening to her.

"I don't believe I was talking to you," Riley growled back. "Now, go  bother someone else for a little while. Bob, honey, get your green body  over here this instant. I think I feel a headache coming on, and I want  to rest in peace for a little while."