Chapter 10
Everybody’s happy.
Kinda.
Sorta.
We end up living in a remote Earthbound village with dozens of rescued ladies from an alien trafficking operation, and three aliens who keep a very close, very stern eye on me.
It’s weird. They’re obviously happy to have me, but there’s an air of distrust that can only be cultivated when you repeatedly abandon your loved ones for a mission that feels greater than any or all of you.
I am keeping my eyes out day and night for any signs of tentacled alien faces. I even do little patrols, though I have to pretend they are not patrols, because that also upsets my mates.
Seeker and the others try to go back to normal, but I can tell that they’re never really going to trust the world the same way again. That makes me angrier than I can say.
My mates live inside their ship, which is landed in the shadow of the flying city. They insist I live there too, though they are not so controlling I can’t go out and about in the day when I want to.
We are all taking things slowly, I think. Trust has been damaged on all sides. Not mine, so much, because I don’t remember.
“We’ll stay here as long as she needs us to,” Sharp is saying while I lurk just out of sight. “We’ve always wanted to stop the human trade.”
“Have we? Or have we just ended up repeatedly caught up in it?” Kronos says. “I remember Boss having a vendetta or two of his own. I remember having a purpose that drove me. Now we’re babysitting human females day and night.”
“You can leave if you want,” Sharp says.
“I can’t,” Kronos growls. “I love her.”
This feels like a good time to swing out of the shadows.
“Why are you so much more angry at me than the other two are?”
It’s a brave question to ask Kronos, but it’s been on my mind since we met again. Kronos seems absolutely infuriated.
“I expect better from you than they do. A human can be seen as an intelligent little creature full of seduction and mischief, or she can be seen as a mindless animal to be fucked. I have always hoped you’d live up to the first ideal, but you insist on running headlong into the same traps over and over. ”
“You don’t have to put up with me. There are other women in the world…”
I am snatched up off my feet, and find my nose less than an inch from his flashing sharp teeth.
“Listen to me,” he says. “You are mine, and I am yours, and when your silly little brain begins to function again, you’ll understand why. For now, I’m going to act as guardian to this particularly mindless version of you.”
“Then you should stop being mean for no reason. I don’t think I would ever have tried to hurt you.”
“No,” he admits. “You don’t try to hurt me. You just don’t think about the pain your absence inflicts. We love you. I love you. When you run from us, you tear something in us away as well.”
I want so badly to be able to reciprocate the emotion, but all I can feel right now is a sort of animal attraction. My body responds to him as if it knows him, but my mind produces nothing but blankness.
I’ve got to work on getting my memories back. I’ve got to get up to the flying cities somehow. I have a feeling they’ll know how to undo what’s been done. I can make this right somehow. I’m sure I can.
Boss is the happiest of my mates. I can sense a kind of calmness in him, and it makes me seek him out when the tension with the other two seems as though it might soon be at boiling point.
I find him walking in the woods, chewing on leaves and bits of grass which he plucks from trees and the ground quite happily and meditatively.
“Pet,” he greets me in his low, smooth voice.
“You like it here, huh?” I smile at him.
“I do,” he admits. “It is close to the planet where I was born. More trees, less grassland, but there is enough to satisfy the memories of my youth and assuage some of my nostalgia.”
“I think that’s… yeah,” I say. “That’s how I feel too. Like this is a place I was at some point, or came from, but forgot?”
“This is the land from which humans came. You are connected, deeply,” he says. “There is nothing that will ever break that bond, no matter how much you forget about yourself, or how much those flying cities try to pretend that they are better than what lies below.”
He’s so fucking wise, and so fucking kind.
And so fucking hot.
I don’t know if it’s a shift in the wind, or if I just give off mad amounts of pheromones when I have so much as a sexy thought, but he catches it. His big eyes turn toward me, and the corner of his mouth curls up in a sexy grin.
He is so much broader than I am. Almost three times as wide, I’d say, and that thick reddish hide with the big dark cascade of mane is enough to make me fucking quiver at the memory.
“We haven’t had a lot of alone time together, have we, pet?” He asks the question with that sexy smile that threatens to drive me wild.
“No,” I say, giggling a little.
I don’t know why I feel shy. He and my other mates have done all sorts of unspeakably filthy things to me. But there’s something about being in nature with just Boss that makes me want to… I don’t know. Well, I do know. It makes me want to be fucked.
“Have you been a good girl?” He reaches out and caresses my chin, lifting my head to him.
“Mhm,” I lie. My god, I can already feel myself getting wet.
It must be something in the air. A pollen or something.
Or maybe it’s just the time of the month when my pussy craves cock like a goddamn animal.
I don’t know the reason. What I do know, for absolute certain, is I would do anything he wanted right now.
“Kneel for me, pet.”
Fuck.
I don’t want to kneel. It always makes me feel so naughty and so vulnerable, but I find myself sinking down to the ground just as he has bidden me to do.
He’s wearing kind of a furry loincloth, which he slides away to reveal an erection so thick and so hard and so long I feel a pang of fear mixing with my need.
He steps forward, puts one hand on my head, and guides the tip of his cock to my lips. My knees are right next to his cloven hooves, and I look up the length of his strangely animal body as I open my mouth and welcome him in.
“Oh, you are a good girl,” he praises, his voice deep as he starts to fuck my mouth gently.
He slides his cock over my tongue, finds the back of my throat, and pushes it there for a second before pulling out again.
There’s something quite tender about the way he handles me.
I am so vulnerable compared to him, and he is very aware of the size and strength difference.
“Such a good pet,” he praises, pulling his cock out and running the head over my lips. I taste the grassy tang of his pre-cum as he pushes it back between my lips ever so slowly, letting my mouth engulf him.
“Do you want to be mated, pet?”
“Mnnggsss,” I mumble around his cock.
He pulls free and lifts a brow at me, waiting to repeat my incoherent statement.
“Yes,” I say, my face burning with shyness.
He grins and lifts me up to my feet. “You are so good,” he praises me. It feels so nice to have his positive regard, to know that at least one of my mates is not disappointed in me for following my instincts.
“I am going to reward you nice and deep and hard,” he says as he picks me up, presses me back against a tree, and holds me in place while I grip his horns for stability.
The head of his cock finds the tight, wet entrance to my pussy easily and surges against my opening in a series of shallow thrusts in an effort to help me slowly stretch and take his size.
“Oh, my god, oh, my…” I whimper and moan, my hands so tight on his horns as I try to relax enough to be fucked like the good little pet he makes me want to be.
And then he is inside me.
And then he is filling me up.
And then we both lose control.
Boss fucks me like a bull, surging deep into my pussy with powerful thrust after powerful thrust. Sometimes it feels like a mate is being deliberately rough with me when sex is this hard, but with Boss it just feels like he has no choice but to handle me this way.
He fucks the way he was built to fuck, and my pussy has no choice but to take that Minotaur cock.
I cling to him as he pulls me away from the tree and just lifts me up and down along his shaft, using me almost like a human sex toy.
“You have been so good in so many ways,” he growls as he uses me.
“You have given your little holes so many times, and that’s what you’re made for, isn’t it, pet.
You’re made to be bred and to be used, and to submit to your owners’ fucking.
The rest of the time you can be as much of a naughty little brat as you want, because I will always come back to this tight little fucking cunt of yours. ”
I am going to fucking come. I never had an orgasm based on being stretched super wide, fucked hard, and ruthlessly appreciated before, but that’s what’s happening.
He pulls me hard against his body, so my soaked clit rubs against his musculature, and he bounces me on his cock until I really do lose all control and start to wail and writhe and spend myself on him with all my human juices coating his thick alien cock.
“So good,” he praises again. “And now I’m going to come inside you, baby pet. Now I’m going to fill you all the way up…”
Those are the last coherent words he forms for a while. What follows is a series of grunts, lowing, and bellows as he pulls me down on his cock as deep as I can possibly go and comes inside me, filling me up with so much alien seed it drips out of my pussy even before he pulls all the way out.
I am equally incoherent as he slides from me, leaving me wide and open and completely ravaged and satisfied. My eyelids feel a little heavy now, like he took all the anxious energy, converted it to sex, and let it go free.
Boss notices this, of course. He pats my butt gently as he sets me down. “Do you want to have a nap while I graze? Want to curl up in the grass like a sweet little calf and sleep?”