Viper's Hope (Anguis Defenders Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

pale brown much like the aliens. She noticed numerous doors and intersecting hallways as Drogo walked down a long corridors. The ship seemed impossibly large for something hidden amongst the trees.
    Hope couldn't help but hold her breath as Drogo came to a door, pressed his hand to the panel and entered. Except what greeted her wasn't what she imagined an alien lab or some chamber of horrors might look like. It wasn't sterile with odd machines. There was a large plush platform bed along one wall, with a table, and chairs along another. Drogo brought her to a bedroom.
    Hope's panic eased but only marginally.
    Drogo laid her on the large bed and she sunk into the surface. It felt almost like an over stuffed bean bag or really soft memory foam.
    It was such a relief this room wasn't some dissection lab, but then again why was she here?
    Hope looked back at Drogo as he sat beside her. His hand rose and almost brushed her cheek but then stopped. Hope flinched and it must have reflected in her eyes.
    He spoke, gesturing to the room. His deep rumbling voice was frightening, but his face and eyes didn't appear to be menacing. If anything he looked confused.
    "Join the club asshole!" Hope thought since she couldn't speak or move.
    At least his freaky bite hadn't caused her to stop breathing. It made her tingle allover which was as unsettling as being paralyzed.
    From his gesture Hope assumed he planned to keep her in this room, but for what purpose? She stared after Drogo as he got up, watching his every move, trying to ascertain just what he intended to do with her. The alien man stepped over to one of the paneled walls and opened what appeared to be a closet. He pulled off a few tools that had been strapped to his back and placed them in a drawer, then walked into a room that had an odd pool which looked more like a sandbox.
    With Drogo occupied in the other room now would be a good time to run for it.
    "When is this damn venom going to wear off?" Hope strained trying to wiggle her fingers and toes. They twitched but nothing more. "I just needed to wait till Drogo is distracted and I'll make my move. Of course I have to physically be able to move first." Hope grumbled in her head.
    Despite her fear, Hope kept her wits about her enough to memorize how they got to this room. Second right, fourth left. She stared blindly off as she replayed the mental image of the ship. It was good to keep her mind occupied otherwise she'd freak out.
    A shocking realization filtered into Hope's brain and she blinked as she stared into the other room.
    "Holy Shit Drogo's naked!"
    The man's muscular ass flexed as he stepped into the sand pool. All along his spine were nodules the size of coins. She wondered if they were extensions of his vertebrae. The impressive muscles of his broad shoulders and back likely needed more surface area to attach to.
    Hope found herself riveted to the sight of his nudity as he stood beneath the shower of sand. She couldn't help but compare him to the men she'd seen. When Drogo turned to face her, his head was tipped back so he could bathe his strange hair. The rugged planes of his broad chest put most body builders to shame but didn't look out of proportion on his massive frame. She'd felt that rock-hard chest as he carried her. Drogo's arms were corded with muscles that rippled as he rubbed the sand over his bronzed flesh. He'd gripped her in those impressive arms as he ran to the ship. He hadn't even gotten out of breath.
    Her eyes drifted lower.
    Below his washboard stomach there was a vee shaped ridge that coincided with his hip muscles, it pointed directly at his cock.
    "Holy Shit."
    Drogo was packing a very impressive tool. It hung heavy between his large thighs. She couldn't really tell but it looked like there were ridges beneath the skin running along his shaft.
    "Crap he's ribbed for her pleasure! Lucky alien ladies."
    She shouldn't be ogling him. Dirty alien sex should be the last thing on her mind. She was