Feral E-Book

Nixie Fairfax

• Herausgeber: Nixie Fairfax
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

It seemed to be just a cute little alien life-form, no more dangerous than a kitten, but Captain Alexis Ripley, the uptight head of security at a research base on a remote planet, warns that it ought to be kept under close watch anyway. Her warnings, alas, go unheeded, and the creature soon mutates into a feral, hulking, well-endowed biped whose only goal is to have its way with any female organism it can lay its claws and tentacles on. It’s up to Alexis to catch it. Alas, it catches her first, and the tightly wound security officer soon finds herself surrendering to all her suppressed desires.

Leseprobe

Feral

By Nixie Fairfax

Copyright 2019 by Nixie Fairfax

All rights reserved

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

This work contains explicit sexual content and is intended for adults only. All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

Alexis stared out the polarized steelglass window at the jungle ringing the clearing in which the base stood. The rain had stopped a little while ago, and one of Adrasteia 9’s two suns was peeping through the clouds, making the drops on the leaves glimmer and the leaves themselves glow with unnatural vibrancy. It almost hurt her eyes to look at it. It didn’t help that the jungle’s incredible diversity of flora made the foliage a crazy quilt of colors. Reds. Greens. Blacks. Ambers. Violets. Whites. All of them now almost blindingly bright in the sunshine. Alexis hadn’t known leaves could even come in some of those colors. But then, according to Dr. Whelks, the base’s head xenobotanist, many of the plants were synthesizing things plants normally didn’t. It wasn’t even clear if they could be classified as plants in the usual sense.

Alexis didn’t like it. Any of it. The riot of colors and the dense mass of alien trees and brush made her tense and uneasy. They made it impossible to tell what might be lurking out there, closing in, surrounding this lonely and vulnerable outpost here in the unexplored regions of the galaxy far beyond the edge of the United Worlds. And as the base’s head of security, Alexis was duty-bound to protect it and its contingent of explorers and scientists.

Though the scouting parties had yet to find any sign of civilized life on Adrasteia 9, the jungles that shrouded ninety percent of the planet had yielded a dizzying array of less intelligent life-forms, all too many of them vicious predators. Even the creatures that seemed harmless were alien enough to merit extreme caution. Who knew what some of these things might be capable of? To the scientists, especially the biologists, this place was a wonderland of new and exciting life-forms. To Alexis, it was a nothing but a seething nest of potential threats. Of ever-present danger. Of death.

Not that there were many folks here for her to protect right now. Nearly everyone at the base had taken the warp-pod to Chimaera Station for some R&R and news from home. Given that the station was over a light-year away and the pod couldn’t exceed warp 6, they’d be gone for the better part of a week. Now, looking at the massed, mad colors of the jungle, Alexis almost wished she had gone with them, if only to get away from this oppressively fecund world. But somebody needed to stay here to guard the place and Dr. Van Dinken, the base’s head xenobiologist and the one scientist who had remained behind to complete some supposedly vital work. No doubt examining those new specimens taken near the lake the other day. Just what they needed: more live aliens here in the base. Sure, they were secured in the lab according to the strictest protocols but just their very presence here made Alexis profoundly uncomfortable. They—

Something tugged at the leg of her uniform and made a tiny, high-pitched “Murr!”

She whirled, her laser pistol out of its holster and her finger on the trigger even before she had finished turning. The pistol’s sight fixed on something small and blue beside her boot. Her finger tightened on the trigger.

A pair of big golden eyes locked onto hers. “Murr! Murr!”

Her finger froze. It was one of Dr. Van Dinken’s specimens, the very one the scientist had been doting on lately, as if it were a pet or a baby. A tiny thing not much bigger than a kitten, it was pawing at her shin with its two forelimbs, which ended in small, crudely prehensile digits, allowing the limbs to serve as both legs and arms. The quartet of stumpy tentacles on the quadruped’s back waggled about in excitement, their pink color contrasting sharply with the creature’s short, pale-blue fur. Those golden eyes seemed to bore into hers with an intensity that looked almost needful. The mouth in its short, blunt snout opened again, revealing a wormy red tongue and four tiny sharp teeth positioned in the same location as human canines: “Murr!”

“Get away from me,” Alexis said through clenched teeth. She nudged it away with the tip of her boot. The little claws in its paws rasped faintly as it slid across the metal floor.

No sooner had the boot retreated than the little alien bounded forward again and started pawing at her leg anew.

“Murr!”

“Damn it.” What did this thing want anyway? Food? What the hell was it doing out in the first place? None of the specimens were supposed to leave the lab except under the strictest security. Crap, had something gone wrong?