"You're lucky you didn't get the whole show," he said.

"What?" I sat back. How close had he been to sleeping with Godfrey?

"I was furious when I saw you with that other man. Kylu." He spat out the name. "I went directly over to Godfrey's hut, and I was ready to fuck her."

My heart sank. "Jidden," I said. His actions were much worse than my own. Or was that thought merely my mind trying to justify my decisions to myself?

"I have been attracted to Godfrey for some time. She's a beautiful woman."

"She's an ugly bitch." I hoped I could ignore the stab of jealousy that went through me, and tried to focus on his words.

"When I arrived, she answered the door in a see-through nightgown. The rest is better left unsaid. I felt guilty at the time," he said, looking at me with regret but no guilt. "I wanted to show you what betrayal feels like."

"I felt it, all right," I said. The memory of my pain forced a frown to my face. "I felt and saw every suck, every stroke, every thing you did to her."

He sighed deeply. "I told you I'm sorry."

"I said I'm sorry, too," I said. "I think we should leave it in the past now because you're never going to touch another woman again."

"And you're never going to touch another man," he added.

"Exactly. If we want to be with anyone," I said, reaching out to grab his thick cock in my small hand and enjoying how his eyes bulged out. "Our partners will be each other."

"You'd better stay within my grasp," he said, cupping my breast.

"Are you ready for another round?" I asked. "I've wanted you to make love to me here for a long time."

"Did you touch yourself and think of me?" he said in his deep voice.

"Yes."

"Do it. Show me how you touched yourself."

I blushed but got into the same position I was in the day I had fantasized about him. I circled my clit lightly, feeling my passion rising again. With my other hand, I pinched and squeezed my nipples.

"I imagined you put your hands all over me."

"Like this?" he said, pushing my hand out of the way and sliding his biggest finger up inside of me. I gasped.

"Yes."

"And like this?" he said, massaging my breasts.

"Yes." I drew in a ragged breath.

"What else did you want me to do?" he asked.

"Above all else, I wanted you to come and fill me with your cock." I knew my voice sounded desperate, but I couldn't help it. I needed him inside me again.

"Like this?" he asked, lifting me up to sit on a ledge of rock. It was the perfect height for him to fuck me. He spread my legs and set himself against my opening, pushing into me until I started to stretch.

"Fuck," I moaned. I felt tighter in this position, and his cock seemed bigger as well.

He pushed in some more, opening me and stretching my sex. I watched his cock disappear into my pussy and became more aroused than before. It felt like he wouldn't fit inside me which was, of course, an illusion. But it was so good, I went with it, liking the idea that he split me in half. He began to shove steadily until the tip of his cock touched my cervix.

He had only been this deep once before, and I groaned at the feeling of him touching that spot inside me again.

"Fuck me, Jidden," I begged.

"No, Terra. I'm going to make love to you. Slowly, until you come so hard you scream."

He began rocking inside me, barely moving, but it was enough. I felt my orgasm building at a snail's pace. It felt good, and I never wanted it to stop. But I also wanted my release so badly my body ached for it. With precision, he took me higher and higher, always stopping and slowing down when he felt me getting close to coming. He did this over and over, teasing me until I couldn't stand it anymore.

"I need..."

"What do you need, Terra?" he asked, and I saw he wanted to have power over me. He wanted me to know how helpless he felt all the time I was away.

I wanted to give him this power.

In other parts of my life, I had to be strong and in control. When I was with Jidden, I could be myself.

"I need... Please, Jidden," I said, begging with my eyes. He knew what I needed.

In an instant, he stopped toying with me. He began a steady rhythm, and I watched as he plunged in and out of me, his cock coated with the juices of our love. As my orgasm built again, I knew it was going to be amazing.

He dropped his hand between us and rubbed the nub between my legs, sending me up to the stars. Like a comet, I shot out into space, my body burning up and melting in Jidden's atmosphere. He continued pumping into me until he found his release in my body.

When I was this close to him, I knew I never wanted to be separated from him again.

We made our way back to the outpost, giggling and hanging on to each other as if it was the first time we had sex. A shadowy figure left the caves.

It was Lucina.

I went to call out to her, but Jidden stopped me.

"She has to do this by herself," he said. "She's stronger than you think."

I knew he was right. She was a warrior, just as I was. I knew about the desire to save your family. That need had ripped me away from the only male I had ever loved.

I watched her go with trepidation. I could only hope that she would return.

LUCINA.

I knew where the Surtu held my mother.

Daniel found a helpful computer tech to get the information I needed. I was going to borrow a glider for the trip to the city. I slipped through the shadows until I got to the cave entrance. I had almost left when I saw him.

Lounging on the rocks was the most handsome man I had ever seen, human or Surtu.

The vision took my breath away. He was clearly Surtu - big and broad shouldered, with massive thighs. Something practically illuminated his eyes from within, and it was easy to lose myself in them. He was much larger than me, but his size only made him more attractive.

It had been a long time since I'd been in the arms of a man, but I wouldn't say no to this one.

With a shock, I realized I had to focus my attention on the task at hand and save my mom, not fantasize about Surtu men who had no interest in me. He turned his head towards me. I hoped he noticed me. I briefly wondered if I might have the same effect on him that he had on me.

I buried the thought. I had never met a Surtu capable of love, except Jidden, and Terra had already claimed him. An alien would only be interested in one thing from me, and I had no desire to be breeding stock to save an alien race.

Not today, I thought, eyeing his bulging biceps. He was too sexy and would be nothing but trouble.

"Good morning," he said.

I nodded my head at him. I began walking again, not wanting to get into a conversation with the attractive man.

"Are you one of the new refugees?" he asked, falling into step beside me.

Great. Now how was I going to get rid of him? "Not exactly," I said, without elaborating further.

He was silent a moment, studying me as we walked. "My name's Kylu," he said.

"Lucina."

"Nice to meet you, Lucina," he said. "Where are you going this morning?"

I stopped and faced him.

"I'm going for my morning walk that I like to take by myself," I told him pointedly. "See you later, Kylu."

He grinned, dropping back behind me as I continued.

"Not if I see you first."

I rolled my eyes. So cheesy.

For no particular reason, I grinned. I was not smiling because he was flirting with me. I was smiling because it was a beautiful morning, and I was going to save my mother.

At first I was relieved to see my mother's house. It had escaped the bombing. When I looked at the rest of the houses on the street, however, I became suspicious. The Surtu had reduced many of the other homes to rubble, but Mom's little bungalow looked as jaunty as I imagined it appearing before the invasion. What was different about this house, and why had it been spared destruction?

I skirted around the exterior of the house, trying to survey everything. When I was satisfied there were no guards present, I crept up to one of the windows and peeked in. My mother was right in front of me, and I felt a surge of joy in my heart. Then my world turned upside down.

She was smiling, she looked happy, and she was washing the dishes. I remained watching her for some time. The sight in front of me went contrary to everything I had imagined.

I imagined she was held against her will. I imagined that she was miserable. I imagined her being tormented.

I had not imagined her cheerfully doing the dishes in a sunny kitchen. She was at the mercy of a Surtu who had light bonded with her so she could produce children to save their dying race. He was using her for her body. How could she look content?

With a shudder, I remembered my close call with the Surtu. I was on the verge of being light-bonded to someone who had only wanted my body for one thing, and it wasn't to produce children for him.

The Surtu's name was Kalij. He kept me locked in a room on the Fortuna once he claimed me. He had abused me physically, and I was only a moment away from light bonding with him when Jidden rescued me. The experience traumatized me. I had not been the same since.

Thank goodness he was dead.

I could not understand what I saw. I needed to talk to her and find out what was going on. If she was happy, maybe she didn't need rescuing. Maybe she was like Terra, and she loved her Surtu partner. I wouldn't have the whole picture until I spoke to her.

I crept around the back of the house; shrubs enclosed it on all sides. I intended to knock and enter through the back door.

As I crawled through the hedge, I snagged my shirt on one of the branches. I pulled and pulled, but I was stuck fast.

Getting stopped by vegetation had not been part of my plan. I tried to reach the dagger in my boot, but I couldn't because of the way the plant caught me. As long as no one came by, I would be safe. Maybe I could rip the fabric.

I heard a familiar man's voice behind me.

"I thought you'd come here. I've been waiting and watching since I heard you returned to Earth. You Earth women are all alike."

I froze in my struggles, unwilling to believe my memories. The voice haunted my nightmares, and I wasn't likely to forget it anytime soon.

Kalij.

He came around the hedge, and my fears were confirmed.

"Hello, Lucina. You didn't think death would stop me, did you?"

I held my breath in terror. Was he a ghost? Had he come to kill me and take me to hell with him?

He smiled then, a smug, bitter smile I had come to loathe. He reached out to fondle my breast. I could not escape.

"I think I like you trussed up. It's less of a struggle this way. Your ass is sticking out of the other side of the fence at a good angle." His voice trailed off as he stared into space, imagining an intimate encounter. "No, I think not. There are too many people around here. I'll have you alone soon enough. You'll find out what a Surtu is like."

I finally accepted he was still alive. Someone had spared him.

"You bastard. You'll never have me," I hissed at him.

"Those are big words from someone who's trapped. There's no one to save you this time, warrior woman. I'll have you, Lucina. Every way I want." He stepped in closer, and my mouth was at his groin. "Over and over again."

On the Fortuna, he was bound by Surtu rules. He wouldn't touch me sexually unless we were light bonded. On Earth, there were no rules or boundaries. He was going to do whatever he wanted with me.

Part 5: Seduction LUCINA.

Kalij. The Surtu bastard was still alive.

He had me cornered. There was no one from the resistance who knew my location. I could not expect outside help, and I was on my own.

Judging from the look on Kalij's face, he couldn't wait to fulfill his fantasies from the Fortuna. The thought filled me with horror but not fright. Terra's words echoed inside my head, and she had helped me regain my warrior spirit. If this were my fate, I would go out fighting.

Kalij drew a knife and advanced on me. My heart leaped into my throat as I wondered if I was about to die. When he cut my shirt, freeing my body from the bushes that grasped my clothing, I chastised myself.

I was not going to die. He couldn't get what he wanted from me if I was dead.

He jerked me roughly to my feet and pulled me out of the back yard. Freeing my mother would have to wait. I had to free myself first. The sun rose in the sky, offering the promise of another bright, hot day. I heard birds singing in the trees that had survived the war, and the peaceful environment contrasted with my awful situation.