Anasi shook his head and smiled condescendingly. “You.You’rethe reason they hijacked the ship.”
Lana stopped chewing. “For what?”
Anasi leaned close to her, as if all this time they had been close friends and co-conspirators. “I assume they want to mate with you. They have a mating ceremony.”
He lowered his voice. “I think they killed everyone else,” he confided solemnly.
Lana tried to summon the strength to care but found she could not. If it weren’t for the fact that she seemed to be in just as awful of a predicament as the one she had left, she might have cheered for the red and black aliens, whoever they were.
Lana stared at him. “What?” And then she had another thought. “And what about you? Why are you here?” she demanded.
Anasi smiled mischievously. “I insisted that I am invaluable to you as a companion.” His eyes shifted to the door. “Please don’t tell them otherwise.”
Lana looked at him blankly. “Why would I... why would they even listen to me?” she mused, more for herself than because she thought Anasi could answer the question.
Anasi’s eyes widened. “Atrix 12,” he began.
“My name’s Lana,” Lana said, though she was unsure why she suddenly felt empowered to do so.
“Lana,” Anasi conceded, almost obediently. “It’s not outside the realm of possibility that your mate will be the leader of the rebel group, a powerful man, a king!” His voice grew excited.
Lana’s eyes narrowed. Hadn’t she already been bought by a king to begin with? What she wanted was to get back to where she came from, and this whole misadventure had served to shake her from the ridiculous stupor she had been put into by Commander Golan and Anasi.
As she had this thought, the last large jeweled plug that had been placed inside of her moved as she shifted her weight, reminding her of the cravings inside her body. She grew flushed, the competing forces inside of her fighting with each other.
“Don’t,” Anasi warned her quickly, as if he could read her mind. Which at the moment, Lana would have loved to be able to do as well. She looked at him blankly.
“Don’t try to escape,” he advised in a low voice. “There is nowhere to run, this is a rebel base. The rebels are primitive, physically superior warriors, and they are desperate for an Atrix to reinvigorate their bloodline. Your punishment would be... harsh.”
The now-familiar heat caused by the mention of punishment swelled to life in Lana’s chest and her pussy, as the ghostlike bite of Commander Golan’s spankings made her bottom flare as though sitting on a hot plate. She shifted again, and the plug stroked her insides, making her pussy well up and her chest go cold with her hatred of her own desires. Why couldn’t she take control of her body, and make it respond the way she wanted hermindto respond?
“It is most excellent,” Anasi went on, “that you have been trained to accommodate such... large appendages, and to please all manner of warriors. And that you remain a virgin, technically speaking.” He looked back at the dark stone door. “They arevery possessive.”
Anasi rose, and Lana reached out for his arm. “Wait,” she said. “Wait, Anasi, what... what... what should I do? What’s going to happen?” She felt tears coming on. Anasi was not the person she wanted most for a friend, but he was all she had... the closest thing she had.
He patted her hand kindly, and then peeled her fingers from his arm. “I don’t want any misunderstandings,” he said furtively, with a glance back at the door. Lana was still pleading with him with her eyes. “I don’t know what will happen,” Anasi whispered. “But you have no choice, Lana. Youmustsubmit.”
“But what... what... what do I do?”
Anasi looked behind him again. “It is generally understood that the mating ceremony is... lengthy. They will present you to many warriors, and when you become pregnant, the warrior who has seeded you will take you as his mate.”
Lana blinked, her mouth open.
“The Galleon are very dominating. You must submit completely to their desires.”
“But I don’t—”
Anasi held a finger to his lips. “It doesn’t matter what you want, Lana. You will submit willingly, or they will make you. It is clear to me now that you were only pretending to have accepted our destiny during your training with the Imperial Realm.” His voice became warm. “I like you,” he confessed. “I am... I warn you, you must not try to escape these...men.”
Lana started to protest.
“They will stop at nothing,” Anasi insisted. “If you are mated, your mate will stop at nothing until you submit to him completely.”
Lana’s cheeks reddened, and she pushed her legs together, furious again with the betrayals of her body against her mind. She could not, would not give up on her escape, her return to her planet, her... freedom. She had to protect that idea from all this nonsense. If she had convinced Golan that she had been brainwashed, she could just as easily do so with these ‘rebels.’
The coiled strength beneath the dark black muscle of her captors flashed through her mind, and a cool, liquid sensation traveled through her lower abdomen.
Viph be cursed, she spat silently in her head, as she made an unintelligible gesture toward Anasi, a slight smile on her lips.
