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  The little Earth female was really getting under my skin. I knew I shouldn’t let her but it was extremely difficult to keep my distance for some reason. The night before, for instance, it had taken every ounce of my willpower not to cup her full breasts and suck her ripe pink nipples…not to stroke lower and cup her sweet sex in my hand. I’d been able to smell her heat—a warm, feminine scent that drove me wild. I’d wanted badly to dip my fingers deep into her wet well, to pleasure her and to taste her.

  But if I did that, I knew it would only make it that much harder to trade her away to Tazaxx. Already I greatly regretted the fact that I couldn’t keep her for myself. If I’d had enough credits and more time, I would certainly have gone back to buy another Pure One to trade to the crime lord so I could save Zoe.

  Unfortunately, I didn’t have enough of either.

  I hoped to at least solve my credit problem during this meeting with the collector of medical artifacts. As for time, there was no helping that. Even once (if) I got the malfunctioning hydrogen scoop panel fixed, I would have to push The Celesta to her limit in order to get to Giedi Prime before the auction took place.

  If Tazaxx decided Sellah wasn’t right for his private collection, if he decided to auction her off instead…well, the males who liked to abuse females I had told Zoe about were very real. And Earth females were not the only ones they were interested in. If Sellah got sold to a T’varri for instance…

  But no. I couldn’t let myself think such things. I pushed the worried thought to the back of my head as I left the ship and went down the long corridor which led to the spaceport proper. Ducking through to the unaccompanied males doorway, I bypassed the Majoran males and their treasured females. I would get my ship fixed in time to save my little sister, I told myself—I had to.

  My only regret was that I couldn’t save Zoe too.

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  Zoe

  You wouldn’t think you could get bored on an alien spaceship light years from Earth, surrounded by amazing new technology you’d never seen. But you’d be wrong. I was bored—bored to tears.

  I had nothing to do but sit on the silver bed and stare at my hands, still bound in the thick, heavy manacles. I didn’t even have Al to talk to because he had taken his golden dragonfly form and gone with Sarden to meet the prospective buyer for the old medical junk they were trying to sell.

  Plan B had seemed like a good idea at the time but look where it had gotten me. Maybe if I hadn’t tried to brain Sarden and cuff him I might be out with him at the spaceport right now. I could be seeing things no other human had ever seen. I might even have found a way to escape—maybe a friendly alien freighter who wouldn’t mind giving me a lift back to the big blue marble I called home.

  Instead I was sitting around staring at my hands waiting to be sold.

  The glowing blue light on the chain between the heavy cuffs blinked and glowed, almost seeming to taunt me for my stupidity. I couldn’t help remembering what Sarden had said—that I couldn’t have held him with the manacles, even if I’d been able to get them on him. Because they were keyed to a Vornish skin signature or something like that. “One firm touch of the lock-light would have set me free,” he’d said. Or something to that effect.

  So Plan B was doomed to failure right from the start.

  Staring at the light, I remembered the way he’d touched it—getting it to glow first green and then purple. When the color changed, the properties of the manacles seemed to change as well.

  But the light turned green for you last night too, whispered a little voice in my brain. Don’t you remember? Before you snuck into Sarden’s room?

  I sat up a little straighter. It was true. They had turned green and popped open when I pressed the light. Sarden had seemed so sure that the manacles wouldn’t work for anyone but him or another Vorn. But what about the way I had popped them open when I was examining them? Had that been an accident?

  I wasn’t Vorn but the question wouldn’t leave my mind and I was plenty bored enough to entertain it. What if I could somehow unlock myself? Well, it was worth a try—it wasn’t like I had anything else on my busy social schedule at the moment.

  Experimentally, I tried to reach the glowing blue light with one of my fingers. But the cuffs were too thick—no matter how much I reached and stretched, I was still half an inch shy from making any kind of contact.

  Well, do you have to use a finger to press it? whispered that sly little voice again. Try something else. Don’t give up!

  I didn’t intend to. Feeling slightly foolish but also very determined, I lowered my head and pressed the blue light firmly with the tip of my nose.

  At first there was nothing but a ticklish buzzing in my nose, the faint, metallic smell of the manacles, and the sound of my own breathing. Then I heard that faint chiming sound I remembered from the night before and the thick cuffs popped open and fell from my wrists.

  “Yes!” I jumped up and almost fell off the floating bed which swayed dangerously with my erratic motions. That didn’t stop me from doing the happy dance on the silver beanbag, though. I jumped and danced and pumped my fists in the air—they seriously felt so much lighter now. I hadn’t realized how much those damn manacles had been weighing me down!

  “Suck it, Sarden!” I said aloud, as I finally sat back down on the bed, panting. My victory dance had been the most aerobic exercise I’d had since the big red jerk had captured me. I normally try to hit the gym with Charlotte at least three times a week, just for stress management. Only here on this stupid alien ship I had all the stress and no way to manage it. I felt better just for getting my heart rate up.

  Once my elation faded a little though, I realized I was just as stuck as ever. My door was still locked—Sarden had made sure of that before he left. So yes, I was uncuffed, but I was still confined to my room.

  “Great going, Zoe—you’re still trapped,” I muttered to myself. And still no closer to ever seeing Earth again.

  In a fit of irritation, I picked up the heavy manacles by their chain. Squeezing the stupid lock-light as hard as I could, I threw them at the locked door.

  I expected them to smash and scrape against the door, hopefully leaving a nice, long scratch in the shiny silver metal.

  Instead, the door whooshed open and they flew out into the hallway with a musical clatter.

  “What the…?” I hopped off the bed again, stumbling in my haste. What had happened to the door? Why had it opened? Did the manacles have something to do with it?

  Walking over, I bent over and examined the empty, open manacles carefully. The light on the chain between them was now glowing a deep, steady red. Huh. What did that mean?

  I didn’t know but I sure as hell intended to find out.

  Scooping up the heavy manacles, I went to another door I was pretty sure was locked—Sarden’s. Sure enough, when I passed my hand through the invisible beam, nothing happened and the door stayed closed. But when I put the manacles through the beam, it slid open at once. Yay!

  I stared down at the heavy cuffs in my hand, thinking hard. Okay, so I had a way to unlock doors and get wherever I wanted on the ship. But I probably had a limited time before Sarden came back and found me out of my restraints and wandering the halls. Or hall, really, since the ship was mostly just a lot of rooms leading off one long hallway. What should I try next?

  My first thought was to get out. I went for the door where Sarden had brought me in, through the confusing maze of claustrophobically tight passageways into the place where the little shuttle was docked.

  Sure enough, there was a door—a really big hatch, actually, that looked like it was made to open and let the shuttle out. Heart pounding in my chest, I walked up to it and waved the glowing manacles in every direction, trying to break the invisible beam and get it to open.

  Only it didn’t work. No matter how wildly I waved the heavy metal cuffs, the door stayed obstinately closed. I grew more and more frustrated until I fin