Desert World Savages Part 3: Hunted: A SciFi Alien Serial Romance by Lisa Lace Page B

should have used one. What if he had some freaky alien virus that would make her sick? What if he had some mutated alien sperm that could get her pregnant despite the fact she was on the pill? Tracy always prided herself on being responsible, but how responsible could one be when faced with someone who looked like that?
    What the hell would she even do with an alien baby. Oh honey, she would say to the kid. Yes, I know you look different from the other kids at school, half green and half brown, and that's because your daddy was special. He was from outer space, you see.
    Or what if he ended up going to alien school?
    That's because your mommy is special. I am from outer space, you see.
    There were going to be years of therapy for all of them.
    God damn aliens. Fuck them. Fuck them all. They had no right to steal her life, her home, and her sucky job from her. She didn't have a lot, but those were all the things she had.
    He was right. Rev had no business having sex with her and taking advantage of her situation. Manipulating how hot he made her, taking her when she was slick between her legs, aching and ready, needing him. God damn alien. God damn fucking sexy alien. They were going to have one long fucking talk, that was for sure.
    If he found her. God, she hoped he'd find her.
    She missed him already.
    And as for those other aliens? She had more than a few words for them.
    They were going to deliver her friend to some mine on this planet to be some idiot miner's wife.
    She'd locate that mine.
    She'd find Carol and get her away from those aliens, and somehow get her changed back into human.
    But before she did that, she was going to kick some alien ass, and make sure none of them ever, EVER went to Earth to steal more women.
    Yeah. She'd survive this jump all right, and then she'll find those fucking aliens, and they would find out that they shouldn't ever fuck with Earth women...unless they asked for it.

REV (SAFELY ABOARD AN ALIEN SPACESHIP ORBITING THE PLANET)
    Rev watched Tracy fall towards the planet with a sinking heart. He did NOT want to be separated from her, not now and not ever, but it was necessary to protect her life.
    The crew of this ship would have killed her. And though he wanted to make the jump with her, he still had to perform his duty.
    He had to follow these men, and record their transactions selling women to the miners. Then he could give testimony in court to put these criminals in prison once and for all.
    The hardest thing he ever did was pushing Tracy out of that hatch. He did everything he could to keep her safe.
    He programmed the suit to operate in training mode, so that it would give her critical information when she needed it. Rev made sure there were emergency supplies stored in the suit's catch pockets. All he could do now was hope that she made landfall in one piece. She was brave and worthy to be his mate. She had to live.
    Otherwise he could not.
    Rev's fear made his heart beat faster. At first, his heart rate change made him panic. He then realized the ancient stories about bonded mates were correct. He was feeling what she felt. Good. That meant she still lived. He felt anger then, and knew that came from her too. Good, Tracy, he thought. Use that. Stay strong.
    He'd done desert survival training and was very aware of the dangers that awaited her. Lack of water, heat, the cold of night. He had no idea what animals, if any, lived on this cursed planet, but just the those first three things were plenty to threaten her life. He needed to get to her as soon as possible.
    An audible transmission entered the room. "Cax, is it done? Is that woman off my ship?"
    "Yes, Captain."
    "Good. Go help the doctor get the cargo ready."
    "Yes, sir."
    This next part would be difficult too. He did not want to help get these women, so casually referred to as cargo, ready to meet the miners and live the rest of their lives in servitude.
    He was about to walk out of the hatch when he spied his green visage