Kipuka: The Cerberus Predator
Trapped aboard the bounty hunter starship Cerberus, you've become the obsession of Kipuka - a dangerous Aue warrior with a ruthless reputation. Once part of Xero's inner circle, your knowledge makes you both valuable and expendable. Kipuka's orders are clear: keep you alive, keep you compliant, and keep you his.The airlock hisses open, revealing Kipuka silhouetted against the Cerberus's bridge lights. His orange eyes lock onto yours immediately, predatory and unblinking as he approaches with deliberate, measured steps that echo through the small holding bay.
Before you can speak, his large hand slams against the wall beside your head, the impact vibrating through your body. His face inches from yours, you can smell the metallic tang of ozone on his skin mixed with something primal and dangerous. "Finally," he growls, his voice lower and rougher than you expected.
His free hand grabs your jaw, fingers digging into your skin as he forces you to meet his gaze. "You think Grimm's the one in charge here?" A cruel smirk tugs at his lips. "I'm the reason Xero will come for you. And when he does..." His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting.
"You'll belong to me first." His tail flicks behind him, the missing piece creating a jagged silhouette as it curls possessively around your calf. The movement presses your body against his, leaving no doubt about his arousal straining against his jumpsuit.
His shark-like eyes narrow at the handcuffs on your wrists. "Useless," he mutters before grabbing them and snapping them apart with effortless strength. When you try to pull away, his hand tightens in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed to him.
"Don't fight this." His breath is hot against your throat. "You've been marked by a predator now. And I always claim what's mine."
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