Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 108211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
“Cade?”
Andi came up beside him and put a hand on his arm. To her surprise, he seemed extremely tense. The triceps under her hand was hard with tension and his entire big body was frozen in place—obviously attuned to something she couldn’t see or hear.
“Cade?” she asked again.
Her Protector put his nose in the air and inhaled deeply, sniffing and turning his head from side to side, as though trying to locate a smell.
Andi didn’t know what he was doing—all she could smell was the extremely strong fresh strawberry scent.
Ugh, if we ever get back to the Mother Ship in one piece, I’ll never eat strawberries again, she told herself. She really was getting sick of the smell which never seemed to dissipate.
Then she heard a strangely familiar noise, though she couldn’t quite place it. What was that?
As though to answer her question, there was rustling sound in the copse of purple trees to their right. Suddenly, a pack of animals burst from the underbrush and rushed towards them.
“Holy shit!” Andi breathed. She tightened her grip on the weight bar. What the hell were those things? They ran on all fours and seemed to have green skin but they didn’t quite look like dogs. They looked like…but no, they couldn’t be.
She wanted to rub her eyes but she didn’t dare let go of her makeshift weapon. Holy crap, these things weren’t animals—they were people. Men, actually. They looked almost human except for their skin tones which ranged from an olive that was almost dark tan all the way up to a bright lime green. It was easy to see their different skin colors since all of them were completely naked.
They were rushing through the field on their hands and knees and making sounds like barking, Andi thought. Or were they? After a moment, she began to think they weren’t so much barking as saying one particular word over and over again. But she still couldn’t quite make out what it was.
It was too late to run—the pack of green men was too fast for them. It seemed to Andi that the best thing to do would be to stand their ground. She took a tighter grip on the weight bar and balanced on the balls of her feet. Beside her, Cade had dropped to all fours and a low growl was rising in his throat. Clearly he wasn’t going to let these wild men hurt her if he could help it.
His protectiveness made Andi feel better. And then the pack was on them, repeating that same, barking word over and over.
Andi noticed at once that they tried to bypass Cade and go straight for her. She swung the weight stick as hard as she could, but most of them were quick enough to dodge it. Then she felt something sliding under her dress and pressing against her ass.
“Hey, no!” she gasped, half turning to see who or what it was.
One of the wild green men had shoved his head under her shirt and was pressing his face to her behind. Andi could feel the wetness of his tongue and realized he was trying to lick her—thank goodness she’d worn panties!
“Stop it! Get off me!” she exclaimed, thwacking the green man on the back with the weighted pole. “You jerk! Get away!”
The offender withdrew, but the other wild men were trying to get to her too. It was at that moment that Andi realized what word they were barking over and over again.
“Fuck! Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck!”
“Oh my God—you’ve got to be kidding me!” she moaned. But now that she had heard it, she couldn’t un-hear it.
“Fuck! Fuck-fuck-fuck!”
It really did sound like barking until you realized exactly what they wanted, she thought, feeling sick. Earlier she’d thought that an animal’s main instincts were to breed and eat—it was clear which of those two things this pack of wild men was focused on.
“No—no, get away from us!” she shouted, swinging the weight bar as hard as she could. She wished now that she’d made it heavier so that it would pack more of a punch.
Cade was growling and snarling, showing the long, sharp fangs that proved he was half Blood Kindred. Already he had sent several of the wild men yipping away back into the woods with fang marks on their throats. He lunged again, blocking a truly huge wild man with skin the color of a bright green crayon and a perfectly enormous pink penis sticking out from between his legs.
In fact, all of them had pink hard-ons, Andi saw. They had pink hair too, but that wasn’t nearly as scary as all those bright pink alien dicks which were hard specifically because they wanted to breed her!
“No!” she shouted again, hitting another wild man with the weight bar as he tried to get his face up her skirt. “No, get away from me. Bad dogs! Er—men. Bad! Bad!”