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  The Captured Mate

  by C.R Corbin

  Table of Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

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  Prologue

  It was late, maybe close to what 2am would be in human terms, a distant memory by now..

  I see him standing in front of me, his armor worn and his face tired but still maintaining that aura of stoicism and hardness that I have come to expect. Somewhere in his eyes I do find the passion, however, I find some semblance of care and perhaps even love.

  But tonight it was lust, that was all that was going to come for me.

  His partner went out to investigate and left him in here, alone with me. He stripped his armor off and I spread my legs while licking my lips, I can see the scars and the tattoos trailing around his body, curling over his pecs and his neck as he lets out a slight growl and approaches. In those red eyes I find an immense passion that I couldn’t find anywhere else, in that blue musculature I found a level of lust that I hadn’t thought possible.

  It would be a few more days until his contact came and freed us, until we were finally getting off of this horrid planet and going somewhere else. Nighttime technically never fell upon these blackened streets, the artificial roofs that lined every inch of this ringed necropolis substituted just fine. It was taking its toll on him as well, even the hardened soldier that was sent to capture me was breaking, whether it was due to our little “relation” or the nature of the city itself I didn’t know, hopefully it was the former.

  He told me he can’t free me and as he crawls on top of me and grabs my wrists I see that he is serious. I feel him pressing my wrists on the bedding near either side of my face as he growled lightly. I feel the heat in between my legs increasing as he dashed his thickness across my thighs and I whimpered for him, begging him to indulge me with his scarred, muscular, 7 foot tall Jzarian body.

  He wouldn’t free me, I would be taken to his employer and granted no semblance of pleasure but there still was the hope. The hope that when I looked into his eyes some amount of compassion would linger and he would not subject me to such a disagreeable fate. I nod to myself as he begins to pleasure me, as we being to indulge in this strange feeling that we were sharing at the moment. I can see the marks on his neck begin to glow and smile to myself, knowing that he would give in soon. I was his captive surely….but I was also his mate.

  CHAPTER ONE

  Osorn

  "Me and my team we don't work at an hourly rate. You give us one day and we get in there, we get out. We don't kill women or children, we won't take anyone else unless we are paid more. Our help is completely contingent on how much well you can understand these conditions. We get in there, we extract the cargo, and we get out. You have us for 24 hours and anything during those 24 hours that happens is on us, we'll handle it. Outside of that though....you're on your own." I said to him.

  He sits there, the plume of smoke floating over his shadow. He nestled himself into his seat, frowning before smiling a tiny bit. I keep my gaze on him, the rim of my armor rubbing my chin while he flipped through the papers. Harkanians were a strange bunch.

  We stood in his office, a ship on the outskirts of Setopolis, a city that surrounded a sun that shone in the distance, I stand there with my brows furrowed, my black hair shaking back and forth, sliding over my brow while I glared at him with my red eyes. My blue skin glimmered in the light, my musculature hidden by the battle armor that I had constructed. He sits there in that cheap red suit, a garb of various gold jewels and a blue cloak, he looks more like a sad, pathetic old man than an actual mob boss that could threaten me.

  And yet I was here.

  Times had gotten desperate and if were it not for Kagi and Koros begging me I would not have worked for such a sleazeball. The job was interesting though, I never really got to do extraction missions that often, it was usually kill this or kill that but this time it was different. This time I was going to find a girl that had been lost, a prize in a war between the systems lower crime bosses.

  I looked into those green eyes, that sickly grey skin shining with sweat. His fangs bared and I keep my gaze on him, frowning a tiny bit when he looked through the computer, delaying his answer even more. I got even more impatient the moment he started laughing a bit, we were desperate for contracts and this was our last one. His swagger and bravado was apparent but I could tell that it was all a front. Compared to the bigger crime bosses in the area he was small fry, tending to a small sector of Harkanians on Setopolis.

  "Alright, fine. You have yourself a deal. Just remember, this girl." he said and slides a piece of paper over to me.

  "This girl?" I asked him, pointing at a particularly beautiful woman in the photo.

  Her curves pressed up against her thighs, she sat there in the sun, the rays of light falling onto her shoulders and her blond hair dashing over her cheeks. The land that she was from was beautiful, the rays were infinite and the grass was an impressive shade of green. Back home on my planet, on Jzar, it was sandy, dry, with winds that could batter a man off of his feet, even an impressive warrior.

  Her green eyes shine at me, her smile was glimmering, radiant, almost like the heart of a dying star, beautiful and dangerous. Her breasts nestled against her knees, she was so incredibly hot, so incredibly lustful. I found myself licking my lips as I gazed at her, that white dress flowing over her body and making me imagine things underneath that cloth, things that could drive men of any race to the end of their wits. I would stuff her, breed her and hear her cries of pleasure throughout the night while I suckled her breasts and groped her buttocks. I would pleasure her in all the right ways until she told me that she belonged to me completely. God she was incredible....Could she be the one?

  "Yes that one." he said.

  I stared at her, she looked so healthy, so alive in this photo. I knew that she would not be the same in real life. The place that we were headed towards was dangerous beyond belief, there was no salvation there, not unless you got to the other side of the ringed city where the aristocrats lived and that was utterly impossible without a ship that moved near the speed of light.

  "Setopolis. Have you seen it?" he asked me.

  "No, never." I remarked, still staring at the photo.

  "It's grand, massive. It stretches around the entire sun, a ring encompassing an entire star, constantly deriving energy from its combustion. She's in that ring and she's very precious to me understand? She's my cargo, my loot, she's my prize." he said.

  "You win slaves all of the time. What's so special about this one?" I asked him.

  "This one's personal. Kaiso refuses to honor his debt so I want you to make an example, show him that if I can't get what I want then he’s going to suffer a lot of pain." he said, I could sense that there was more to it than that but he wasn't going to disclose the details.

  "This is a retrieval, nothing more. I won't kill a specific target unless you pay up." I grunted.

  "Yes, yes a retrieval, I understand. But that will be enough to embarrass the bastard well enough to have him never fuck with me again." he snarled.

  "I should leave soon. We should be there tomorrow morning according to time on this planet. Any other questions?" he asked, the slimy bastard took another huff of his pipe and chuckled lowly, his green eyes shining."

  "No, none at all." he said.

  "Then we have a deal?" I asked.

  "We have
a deal." He said to me.

  #

  Helen

  How many days has it been that i've been in this cell?

  God it must have been a month, I was so sore, so tired.

  The jailors tossed in the slop that I was forced to eat, this green gel that was sweet but somewhat strange tasting at the same time. I can hear the cries of the other prisoners, the yells and the moans. I languished here for countless hours, sometimes it would get severely hot and I would almost pass out. Other times it was just extremely dull to the point of it being intolerable, god I hated it here.

  "You're going to die!" someone shouted. Great like I haven't heard that one before.

  I shift in my curvy body, even after a month of being fed this slop my body was still the same as it ever was. Men back home said that it was my greatest weakness in the dating scene, no one wanted a curvy girl, I don't know if things were any different here but I would hope so, that would be the only redeeming quality about the place, the hope that they wouldn't mock me because of my size.

  From what I could gather I was on some kind of colony, some kind of city that was infinitely large. A colony that spanned the entire circumference of a sun, it spun around and collected the solar energy while workers inside were sent into the core to mine stores of molten metal in the core. Massive tanker ships built from Iridium alloys that would sink into the core of the sun and seek out metals, often time the ship would simply combust, it was more of a way to entertain the rich than anything else. Masses of poor denizens of Setopolis sent aboard to crash into the burgeoning star.

  Of course this was coming from a girl that didn't even know aliens existed until a month ago.

  My cell was small and sparse. It was 6 by 6 feet, the ceiling was only an inch away from my head when I stood up and it was always terribly uncomfortable and cramped. The air sometimes got so thick that I began to cough, there was rust crowning every inch of the walls, the door was made of cast iron and food was slid inside the room in these metal pots, almost like dutch ovens.

  They took us out for inspection every day, the men here were either disinterested or too tired to attempt to violate me. They all looked so depressed but still managed to share secrets with one another, secret's that gave me enough context clue to tell where I was in this hell of a prison. Outside it was a grand hall, a building that was at least 400 feet tall with cells decorating every floor, of which there were nearly 300. My neighbors were not allowed to speak to me and we were taken out at different times so as to prevent any sort of collusion between us. Whether they thought that we were going to escape or that we would share details about the nature of the prison itself I did not know.

  All I knew was that I had to get out of here quickly.

  I couldn't last much longer and during inspections the guards were doing things to me that were....less than comfortable. They would grip my arms and stare intently at my veins. I had moments where I simply blacked out and woke up again in my cell, I didn't really know what they were doing but I always felt a bit lightheaded after these momentary moments of blindness. Their chatter was unintelligible. Apparently they were speaking in a different language than the ones installed on the translator they embedded in my ear. I did hear one word though.

  "Prize." I repeated to myself.

  What the hell did that mean?

  I ruminated on the thought for days. Could they have been trading me as some kind of sex slave? Was I to be used in some sort of competition as a prize for the victor? What was it? Aliens couldn't breed with humans could they? Even if they couldn't would they still want to use me as a tool for their own sick pleasures?

  All of these thoughts came crashing as soon as I heard the siren in the distance.

  The red lights outside of my cell begin to flash, the light seeps in from under the door. I hear fighting in the distance, a skirmish featuring a multitude of guns going off. I sit there, hugging my knees and frowning, I hoped that these attackers would win and free me, I hoped that they would break through and tell me that they were here with some kind of intergalactic space force and save me. I imagined a swooping gallant knight-like figure that would bust into the door and smile at me. His hand outstretched as I took his hand and was dragged along with him, anywhere but here. Of course they could always simply be after something else, then I would just have to hope that I would be killed in the crossfire or that they would take me and put me in a slightly more comfortable prison. One with a toilet and sink would be nice, maybe if I was a good human I might even get a bed.

  "Over here! We have 10 down, 10 down!" I heard yelled.

  "Shit, who the hell is doing this?" a man asked.

  "Fuck it must be Jumo, bastard must want the girl. Guard he-" I heard the voice begin but it was suddenly cut short by this gurgling noise and the shadows of two large beings appeared along the crack of the doorway.

  "Get the door open, I don't know how much longer Kagi can distract them." said someone, someone that sounded awfully threatening. His shadow loomed over the cell, I bite my lip and shake, preparing myself for the worst.

  The cell door flings open and I look up at my savior, his red eyes pierce my gaze and his blue skin shines in the fluorescent light of the prison, he sighs and his black battle suit shifted, his hand on his sidearm and his breath steady while he glanced me over. He had jet black hair and his eyes were a menacing shade of red, he frowned at me but had a moment of softness. Something in his eyes changed for a brief moment when I looked at him, almost as if he was seeing the first day of spring after a long winter. A sense of relief, of joy, his eyes continued to widen until he calmed his breathing pattern. He does a peculiar motion with his hand and feels his neck, I wasn't sure what he was up to.

  "Get me out of here, please, please." I whimpered.

  #

  Osorn

  As soon as I flung open that cell door and saw her, something inside of me clicked. I soon realized what it was but the fact that she was still so beautiful surprised me. I glance over her body, those incredible thighs, that smooth skin, those curves all bunched up with her breasts rubbing together. I look over her and shake, I tremble with my eyes against her's. She begins to cry and I feel that moment of weakness once more, my legs weaken and I want to take her into my arms to prevent anymore sort of harm that might befall her. My anger towards Kaiso only increased, it only skyrocketed the more than I look at her, the way that he would harm this human. My mate.

  And that's the thing that surprised me the most.

  Instantly my mating senses went off the charts. I stare at her and tremble, I quiver with my eyes locked against her's. She was so beautiful, so incredibly graceful and elegant, I could see it in her eyes and apparently she could see something in mine as well. Although now I suppose that it was just her gratitude at finally being released, if I was feeling it this much then she must have some inkling of the feeling as well.

  On Jzar there was a mating ritual. When a man finally found his woman he would claim her and the two would go back to the planet to be wed. Not only that but there would be a small blood transfusion done between the two, something done so that both parties had a piece of the other. Now when I looked at her I wasn't so sure of what was going to be done.

  "Help me, help me." she whimpered.

  Surely this was impossible.

  I could not have a human mate. I had looked at all the women of my species and none of them appealed to me but when I looked at her, she completely turned my world upside down. She was substantially smaller than I, she stood at a height that was nearly three heads shorter than I. I was built ragged and made for war whereas she was considerably smaller and more...refined. I suppose that would be the word yes.

  "They weren't kidding when they said that this was hell." said Koros, he held the door opened while I collected her into my arms. I lift her up and stare at her lovely face, she was crying and sobbed into my chest. I reached out and stroked the back of her head gently, I cooed into her ear an
d sighed.

  "It's alright, it's alright." I said.

  "No, no, oh god it's been so long since another person has treated me like this." she sobbed incoherently into my chest.

  I hug her tightly and Koros shoots me a look, I shake my head. Her blond hair slides against the red tattoos on my neck and she calmed herself after a few seconds, although the tears were still running down her face. I heard the soldier's coming, we would have to move quickly.

  "Stay behind me." I ordered her, she nodded.

  "Let's get out of here boss." said Koros, he turns and grips his rifle tightly before dashing over the steel grated floors to the nearest section of stairs.

  I hold her with my right hand and aim my pistol with my left. I hear a pistol being cocked behind us and fire a shot out, the energy blast hits the Harkanian square in the face, his grey hair fluttered against his dark grey skin and he falls to the floor. The way this prison was laid out was two cells across from one another, the thing separating them was a large open area that stretched from the bottom floor to the roof. Connecting the two sides of the prison was a series of bridges over this massive gulf. I continue dragging her along and she does her best to keep up but time in this prison has made her weak.

  "Come on, come on." I said.

  "Sorry." she muttered, pouting with her eyes directed downwards.

  I see Koros beckoning for us in the distance. I look back to see various soldiers running our way, I shoot back a couple of shots while guiding her and manage to hit two. There weren't that many due to the charges that were placed on the lower levels to distract them by Kagi but it was still too much for us to take, even if we were Jzarian warriors and feared throughout the land we were still no match for such an exceptional number of guards.

  "In here, in here!" Koros said to me and I pushed her behind the entrance leading to the stairway. She hugged the wall and I listened intently right behind the door way for any signs of activity outside.