Alien Savior: The Arathians, Book 1
Lacy Woods thought that there could be nothing worse than being stolen from Earth by an alien poacher, until she’s thrust onto the auction block and sold as a slave on an alien planet. Standing on stage surrounded by the galaxy’s nastiest criminals, she has little hope.
Kor and Ty are a mated pair that have been searching throughout the galaxy for a species that can save their race from extinction. They never expected to come across a rare Earther female being auctioned as a slave. Unable to deny her exotic beauty, and a chance to test her DNA, they buy her. What the males don’t expect is the intense lust they feel for the small female and the protective urges that tell them to keep her safe at all costs.
When enemies close in on Earth, Lacy will need the Arathians’ help to protect her planet and the males she has come to love.
Warning: Contains explicit HOT sex with multiple alien partners, bi-sexuality and homosexuality. m/f, m/m, m/m/f
Lacy uses the Replicator for the first time
They were all awake, dressed and had sat down at the table to have a meal when Lacy finally gathered her courage to speak up. “So, there’s something I need to ask you guys.”
She didn’t know exactly why she was nervous about asking them for basic necessities, but she didn’t like the idea of not earning things on her own.
“There are some things I really need. Like a toothbrush, hairbrush, another set of clothes would be nice, especially since we’ll be on this ship for the next couple of months… the basics.”
The men both smiled at her before Ty spoke up.
“Of course there are things you need,” he said patiently. “We had planned to show you how to use the Replicator this morning so you could create anything that you need to make you more comfortable. You’ll find that it contains a database of thousands of items, but I have to admit that we’ve never heard of a toothbrush.”
Lacy giggled at his confused look and it seemed Kor didn’t understand either. “Yes, what’s that device? You can’t brush your teeth like you brush your hair, so what do you use it for?”
Her giggles had turned to laughter. “A toothbrush is for cleaning your teeth!”
“If you say so,” Ty said skeptically.
After they finished eating the males took Lacy to a smaller room on the Adastra that had a large vid screen along one wall, and a small conveyor belt on the other. The men explained that she used the vid screen to look for whatever items she wanted, then the machine replicated it. She was delighted to find out that she didn’t have a limit to her usage.
“In the TV shows back home, replicator use is rationed throughout the crew,” she explained.
“Then Earthers have inadequate means of replicating,” Kor said with certainty. Lacy didn’t have the heart to tell him that the replicators she was talking about were all fictional. “Ours use the same energy as the rest of the ship’s systems. The Replicator takes particles from space and reorders the molecules, turning them into entirely new items we need.”
Before long, Lacy understood how to make her selections and they left her alone to peruse. Not knowing how long she would get to use the machine she sat down and immediately got to work.
She looked through the database of items and was amazed by the versatility of products the Replicator could make: clothes, food, tools, complex engineering parts, it seemed to make everything.
She didn’t want to take advantage of their good nature so she replicated a few articles of clothes that were similar to her style, underwear, toiletries, a couple pairs of boots (because what girl doesn’t like boots), a satchel, and a large bag to hold everything. She hoped that Kor would let her come back another time if she remembered anything else, or if she could figure out how to replicate chocolate. It wasn’t in the database yet… she had already checked.