Alien Salvation is not so much a WIP anymore since it is under contract and simply waiting to be added to the release schedule. Still, I thought it would be fun to tease with a little excerpt:
“My name is Lindsey.” She bit her lip. Was she really about to do this? She thought about her father’s drawn face, her mother’s twig-like arms. Taking a deep breath, she plunged ahead. “I’ll be blunt, Dramok. My family is starving. All the food has been looted from the stores and there’s precious little to hunt in Fort Lauderdale. We don’t even have anything to use for bait to catch fish, and—”
Bacoj held his hand up, stilling her stream of nervous words. “You fast speak too much, Lindsey. I no understand.”
Okay. Then we’ll just cut to the chase. Lindsey said, “Kalquorians like Earther women for sex, right?
Three mouths dropped open in cartoonish shock. She almost laughed despite her growing terror. The expressions so didn’t fit the aliens’ faces.
Blinking fast, Bacoj answered, “We are need for species survive.”
“Then the rumors of your imminent extinction are true.” At Bacoj’s confused expression, Lindsey said, “You like sex for its own sake?”
Bacoj exchanged looks with his clanmates and received very Earther-like shrugs. He returned his gaze to Lindsey. His tone was hesitant, as if afraid he would get the answer wrong. “We like sex.”
“With women?” She’d heard so many stories about the Kalquorians that she had to be sure.
“We like sex with women.”
Lindsey couldn’t help another nervous swallow. “Fine. I’ll trade sex for whatever food you can spare. I can’t say I’ll be very good since I’ve never done it, but it’s all I have to offer.”
The effect of her statement was instantaneous. Even as the three men stared at her in continued surprise, the air was suddenly thick with that cinnamon-y smell and the bulges at their groins swelled. Lindsey fought the urge to run screaming. The only male sex she’d ever seen belonged to a statue in an illicit art book she’d gotten from a friend. From the looks of things, her would-be lovers were much larger. Frighteningly so.
The biggest Kalquorian, the scary one Bacoj had introduced as Japohn, spoke in a hoarse voice. “You give sex for us? All of clan?”
Lindsey forced her eyes to meet his. Blue-purple, they were beautiful to look at, the least threatening feature the man possessed. “That’s the offer, big boy. Willing sex from me for food.”
The soft voice of Vax spoke next. “How many to feed?”
“Three. Myself and my mother and father.” The tension in their exchanged looks told her she was asking a lot. Tears welled up in Lindsey’s eyes. Where would she get food for her parents if they said no? She blinked back the evidence of momentary weakness. Her tone was less than diplomatic as she snapped, “Well, do we have a deal?”
Vax said something in his own staccato language. Japohn answered, his glowering face easing to show concern. Vax shook his head before delivering another burst of speech, his gentle smile growing. Both men looked to Bacoj, who nodded.
He smiled down on Lindsey, his eyes bright with eagerness. “We make trade.” He reached for her.
Lindsey stumbled back a step, her guts flip-flopping. She thought of her parents on the rooftop three blocks away, watching the exchange. If Aaron knew what she’d agreed to on his behalf, he’d throw himself down the stairs again. “Can we do this inside?” she asked, looking towards their ship.
Bacoj nodded. “Sleep mat inside.”
“Okay.” Lindsey’s stomach churned with nerves, and she couldn’t help but look at the large bulges in the Kalquorians’ pants. Handsome as they were, she was sure she wasn’t going to like their attentions one bit.
She turned to wave towards the office building where her family hid, letting them know everything was all right … okay, lying to them that everything was all right. Her heart pounding, Lindsey marched up the ship’s ramp past the men and entered its interior.
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