Desert World Savages Part 3: Hunted: A SciFi Alien Serial Romance by Lisa Lace
Book: Desert World Savages Part 3: Hunted: A SciFi Alien Serial Romance by Lisa Lace
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Authors: Lisa Lace
Tags: Romance - Fantasy
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TRACY (FALLING TO HER DOOM OVER AN ALIEN PLANET)
Tracy Walsh had delivered newspapers in punishing weather. There had been snow, ice, rain and heat. She had to get up in the middle of the night and deal with bozo carriers who were carrying. She had dealt with office politics and management who, to put it mildly, may have come directly from a mental institution.
None of her newspaper trials prepared her for being abducted by aliens, subjected to examinations, having the hottest sex she'd ever experienced, or a terminal velocity fall from a spacecraft into the atmosphere of an alien world.
At first, she had felt totally weightless as she fell away from the ship. In a moment of panic, she thought that she was caught in orbit, being pulled by the planet's gravity just enough to spin around eternally in a loop. But the alien spacecraft receded from her vision, its dark outline blotting out the stars and indicating that she was moving closer. Finally, she felt the tug of the planet below as she entered the denser lower atmosphere.
The air screamed in her helmet as flames shot up around her body. Rev told her the inside of the suit was going to get a little hot, but he didn't mention that it would feel like an inferno. Sweat beaded on her forehead and all over her body. She was becoming even more uncomfortable because she couldn't wipe any of it off.
At least if Rev was correct about the suit processing body wastes, she'd have plenty of water to drink.
If she lived.
She watched the dark of space turn from murky gray to blue before she hit the clouds. Suddenly she couldn't see anything at all as white surrounded her and blocked her vision. But her time in the clouds was brief.
When she broke cloud cover, a voice sounded in the helmet.
Parachute will deploy in one minute.
One minute. One minute! Tracy though for sure that she'd be smashed on the ground like a discarded doll in one minute and the chute would take that long to deploy?
A hard yank pulled Tracy so that her feet pointed toward the ground. The chute opened, and her descent slowed.
Estimated time to landfall is five minutes.
Well, she'd be alive for five more minutes. Five minutes of hanging in the air, waiting to smash into the ground.
God damn, Rev, she thought. How did he expect her to handle falling directly from space into a strange alien world?
Memories of Rev flashed through her mind: Rev pushing his tongue into her mouth, meeting hers, sliding against and around her tongue, stealing her breath. His exotic taste, sweet yet musky, was a spice too heady to ignore. She remembered leaning into his kiss while he caressed the small of her back with his fingertips, a light touch that pulsed tingles through her body.
Great. Fucking great. How could she be thinking about sex sailing through the atmosphere of an alien world? But she couldn't help it. Something hit her head and her heart with thoughts of him.
What was that? Did she miss that big green guy less than ten minutes after he shoved her out of alien ship?
She remembered him leaning into her, the bulge in his pants broadcasting his lust.
She begged him to undress and he did, pushing his erect cock into her hands.
He groaned and asked her to stop, but she had no intention of ever stopping.
Fuck. She did miss him. And worse, judging from the ache in between her legs, she wanted him worse than before.
His last words to her had been, "I'll find you." Well, he damn well better. She had a lot of things to say to him. After she fucked the hell out of him.
The sight of the planet beneath her shook Tracy out of her reverie. Below her stretched miles and miles of dusty brown land. The ground seemed to encompass everything around her, and she could see no green thing from her vantage point high in the sky. Off to her left were some pointed peaks. The sun flared bright white from behind those peaks and everything appeared searing hot. The closer she got, the brown land turned into a brilliant yellow.
A slow
Tracy Walsh had delivered newspapers in punishing weather. There had been snow, ice, rain and heat. She had to get up in the middle of the night and deal with bozo carriers who were carrying. She had dealt with office politics and management who, to put it mildly, may have come directly from a mental institution.
None of her newspaper trials prepared her for being abducted by aliens, subjected to examinations, having the hottest sex she'd ever experienced, or a terminal velocity fall from a spacecraft into the atmosphere of an alien world.
At first, she had felt totally weightless as she fell away from the ship. In a moment of panic, she thought that she was caught in orbit, being pulled by the planet's gravity just enough to spin around eternally in a loop. But the alien spacecraft receded from her vision, its dark outline blotting out the stars and indicating that she was moving closer. Finally, she felt the tug of the planet below as she entered the denser lower atmosphere.
The air screamed in her helmet as flames shot up around her body. Rev told her the inside of the suit was going to get a little hot, but he didn't mention that it would feel like an inferno. Sweat beaded on her forehead and all over her body. She was becoming even more uncomfortable because she couldn't wipe any of it off.
At least if Rev was correct about the suit processing body wastes, she'd have plenty of water to drink.
If she lived.
She watched the dark of space turn from murky gray to blue before she hit the clouds. Suddenly she couldn't see anything at all as white surrounded her and blocked her vision. But her time in the clouds was brief.
When she broke cloud cover, a voice sounded in the helmet.
Parachute will deploy in one minute.
One minute. One minute! Tracy though for sure that she'd be smashed on the ground like a discarded doll in one minute and the chute would take that long to deploy?
A hard yank pulled Tracy so that her feet pointed toward the ground. The chute opened, and her descent slowed.
Estimated time to landfall is five minutes.
Well, she'd be alive for five more minutes. Five minutes of hanging in the air, waiting to smash into the ground.
God damn, Rev, she thought. How did he expect her to handle falling directly from space into a strange alien world?
Memories of Rev flashed through her mind: Rev pushing his tongue into her mouth, meeting hers, sliding against and around her tongue, stealing her breath. His exotic taste, sweet yet musky, was a spice too heady to ignore. She remembered leaning into his kiss while he caressed the small of her back with his fingertips, a light touch that pulsed tingles through her body.
Great. Fucking great. How could she be thinking about sex sailing through the atmosphere of an alien world? But she couldn't help it. Something hit her head and her heart with thoughts of him.
What was that? Did she miss that big green guy less than ten minutes after he shoved her out of alien ship?
She remembered him leaning into her, the bulge in his pants broadcasting his lust.
She begged him to undress and he did, pushing his erect cock into her hands.
He groaned and asked her to stop, but she had no intention of ever stopping.
Fuck. She did miss him. And worse, judging from the ache in between her legs, she wanted him worse than before.
His last words to her had been, "I'll find you." Well, he damn well better. She had a lot of things to say to him. After she fucked the hell out of him.
The sight of the planet beneath her shook Tracy out of her reverie. Below her stretched miles and miles of dusty brown land. The ground seemed to encompass everything around her, and she could see no green thing from her vantage point high in the sky. Off to her left were some pointed peaks. The sun flared bright white from behind those peaks and everything appeared searing hot. The closer she got, the brown land turned into a brilliant yellow.
A slow
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