Marked by the Predator by Milana Jacks

Author:Milana Jacks [Jacks, Milana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Milana Jacks, LLC
Published: 2021-02-23T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Hart

When I brought back a piece of Sor’s flesh on the bone, never in million moons did it cross my mind that my gentle flower-loving alien would eat it. Never. I am shocked to my very core and unsure how to approach her dietary requirements. Which was why I asked my males to leave us alone.

In addition, I need some time to think and come up with something for tomorrow’s games. Are they still going to compete? I don’t know. Who wants a male-eater in their bed? Only me, hopefully.

I extend a hand and groan, for Sor managed to tear out a chunk of my muscle right above the hip, the tender, flexible muscle where the hunting-form transition begins. The female takes my hand, and I notice hers is clammy. Inhaling, I smell her fear.

Ark is lingering by the door.

“You want to die?” I ask. “Because if you try to harm her, I’m gonna kill you.”

“You’re too weak now.”

I am too weak to fight him now. “I’ll let my alien female consume you, then.”

He laughs. “Unexpected turn of events.”

“I’ll say.”

“What now?”

“Now you quit the games, Ark.”

“Fuck no. A predator on my cock sounds great to me.”

“Until she bites it off,” my alien says.

Woooo.

Ark’s eyebrows rise.

I tug on Stephanie’s hand, and she lands on my lap. “Ark, I suggest you get another predator. This one is taken.”

“Two days of games left.”

I sniff her hair. She still smells delicious, like something I wanna both fuck and eat. How can that be? I drop the throne into my chambers and close the opening at the top, but stay sitting on the throne. Stephanie turns in my lap, propping her bare feet on my thigh. My eyes follow the curve of her leg, my hand moving to squeeze her thigh. Smooth, leaf-thin skin. “I’d never have guessed you’re a predator.”

“I’m not, really. It’s all a misunderstanding.”

“I saw you eat one of my males with my own eyes.”

“I thought it was beef or something.”

I smile. “We don’t eat what we don’t know.” I touch my nose. “We can smell food that’s for consumption.”

“Well, apparently, we can’t.”

Blood keeps trickling down my side. I’m getting light-headed, but I enjoy her sitting on my lap, so I linger a bit longer. I also enjoy talking with her. She fascinates me, and I want to learn more about her people. “On your planet, which species is at the top of the food chain?”

She scrunches up her nose. “The humans.”

“See?”

“It’s not like that for us.”

“How is it like? Every planet has a species at the top of the food chain, deeming that species a predator and all others the prey. Otherwise, survival isn’t possible. The food chain hierarchy is universal. All planets have them because every species has to eat. Energy doesn’t create itself.”

“That’s true. Hmm.” She’s looking at the ceiling, so I lift my gaze too. There’s nothing there.

After a while, when I’m still searching for what she’s looking at, she says, “Let me put it to you this way.

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