Capture her, bring her to her knees and under his control. When space explorer Galen first spots the beautiful and wild fem-beast, nothing is more important than wrapping his ropes around the fleeing creature. He’ll thoroughly examine her and reveal her secrets, particularly her sexual responses. He has no expectation that her intellect will match his, no hope that she might fill the empty spaces inside him. Years without a woman in his bed have made him hungry. He’ll take what he can, whether she wants it or not. And when he’s done with her, he’ll walk away emotionally untouched. As the fierce stranger’s ropes bring her down, independent Rei vows to survive. She might not be able to protect her body from the powerful man, but he’ll never reach her heart or soul. She will not respond, she will not! And then he touches her.
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Straightening, Galen launched the solar-powered snake. The guidance mechanism inside the snake rope, and his considerable experience using it, sent it unerringly toward the fem-beast’s ankles.
There! He watched as it latched onto first one slender ankle, then reached for the other, looped itself around that ankle as well, and pulled the creature’s legs together. She fell to the ground. Hard. He expected her to scream out in panic or pain. Instead, she surprised him and grabbed at her bonds. The snake’s free end instantly extended toward her hand, much as a snake’s tongue would. Before it could entangle her hand, however, the fem-beast jerked back. The snake finished the job it had been designed for, circling her legs nearly to her knees, until they were hidden beneath a layer of rope.
The fem-beast slapped at her bonds, tried to pull or tug them off, even went so far as to drag herself on the ground. Impressed by her determination and unexpected calm –he’d expected fighting, cursing, spitting — he studied her. The longer he looked at her, the more convinced he became that she could pass for human. Physically, at least. Too bad preliminary research back on E arth had indicated her brain wasn’t as advanced as her body.
Galen got off his cycle, not even bothering to glance and see if it self-corrected so it wouldn’t tip over, and walked closer, then stopped a few paces away. She was smaller than he’d originally thought and probably didn’t weigh much over one hundred pounds. He frowned. Strange. Given her kind’s primitive existence, one would think nature would have made them more substantial, so they could withstand the rigors of this rough planet. He shook his head. Yet, he always learned something new about the universe and the infinite variety of life-forms that existed, many of which totally disproved one’s assumptions.
At the moment, looking at the very feminine body before him, he could think of only one other thing he’d rather be doing.