And now, I know ,that if I don’t escape with Gael, Rafe and Lorian willbecome my addiction, if they haven’t already. But the last thing I want to do is leave.
It’s an impossible situation. And one that I don’t think I can hold. Something will give, sooner or later. But I quickly banish those thoughts, and force myself not to think. I force myself to only focus on the pleasure of their massive alien bodies against mine.
“That’s it,” Lorian growls, slamming into me, his voice rough with need. “Take what I give you.”
“Say you love this,” Rafe murmurs, his voice controlled even as his cock jerks against my tongue.
I moan in reply, the sound muffled around Rafe’s cock, vibrating against him. Then another orgasm rips through me, and my vagina grips Lorian so hard he snarls above me.
“Now,” Rafe commands.
Lorian groans, his thrusts faltering, then he drives deep one final time and comes into me. Hot semen floods me, dripping down my thighs as he keeps me pinned, grinding against me to force every drop inside.
Rafe yanks my hair back, dragging me off his cock for only a second, then forces me back down until he empties himself down my throat.
I choke as he holds me there, his come spilling into me, no escape.
“Swallow it all, Eve. You’re our sex-hungry little human, and we must feed you.”
When it’s over, I collapse onto the sheets, my body shaking, my vagina leaking Lorian’s come, and my mouth raw from Rafe’s cock and the semen running down my throat.
Lorian releases my hips, his hand sliding possessively over my vulva, smearing the mess between us. “Ours,” he says.
Rafe tilts my chin up with two fingers, making me meet his gaze despite the tears streaking my cheeks. “Remember,” he says, “you are not a member of Terra Ka. You are ours.”
I nod because I can’t speak. Because it’s true. Because no matter how much shame I feel, no matter how much I wish I could fight it, I want to be theirs for all their sins. I just want to add mine to the pile as well and be theirs forever.
Especially when Rafe leans over and begins sucking on my nipple gently. Then, he puts Lorian’s head on the other one. Their mouths are so comforting, and I feel myself becoming aroused again.
I ask myself for the thousandth time, how can this be Hell with so much pleasure to be had?
51
GAEL AT LAST, EVE
I’mon autopilot as I smile at the trainer from Aria-7 and nod when Jin Kol mentions safety improvements. I touch a pet's modified skin and comment on the craftsmanship, while inside my stomach turns.
Every spare minute I have, I send encrypted messages to Terra Ka of manifests, security rotations, and pet schedules. I know the Starlight Array, on the Sovereigns’ authority, is switching them around, thinking they are outsmarting Terra Ka, but I switch them most of them back again, to keep the balance between Terra Ka and the Sovereigns, without anyone being the wiser. I tell myself that every detail I pass along might save a life. Every schedule I share might reunite a family.
There are rumors that Gael is being held in the Spire’s dungeon. Not as Jin Kol said with the IGC. Yes, it’s actually called that in the translation, a fucking dungeon, but it really just looks like a white holding cell without any windows.
But nothing on my end has stopped, so if that is Gael, Terra Ka is going to let him die before they give up their mission here. Which makes me think he’s both an admirable leader and that these people will do anything to accomplish their goals, which makes me nervous.
I don’t want to be the human who was sleeping with the Sovereigns and to find myself on the wrong side of such die-hard people. For me, life is not that black and white. No living being is completely innocent or completely guilty of anything. But if Terra Ka can’t see their own faults, what Rafe showed me of escaped humans who ended up in worse situations, then they are more flawed than the Sovereigns. At least, Rafe and Lorian have never pretended to be humanity’s saviors.
Of course, I don’t think humans should be kept as pets. I want to stop that entirely. But are all Imperial or Reima Two people evil? I don’t think so.
I don’t think any of us is inherently evil. We are all doing the best we can. I can say for myself,I’m doing the best I can in the situation I’m in,and the Devil on my shoulder agrees. And if some orgasms come with it, I shouldn’t deny them. Sister Agnes would say I’ve become a whore to not one, but to two demons. Maybe I have. But as terrible as it is, it also feels so right, despite me deceiving everyone—Terra Ka and the Sovereigns.
For the last five days, I’ve spent every night with the Sovereigns and every morning I expect them to say, “Eve, we’ve found out what you’re doing, and now you’re going to die.”
But that hasn’t happened, not yet. But that doesn’t mean that every minute, that I’m not lost in the ecstasy of their touch, that I forget what kind of men they are—the weapons they so casually carry, and the power they have. My lovers could kill me, and no one would, as far as I can tell, would call it murder.I would just be another human who disappeared. Erased.
And they say they love me now, when I’m doing their bidding, but how will they react when they find out I’ve betrayed them? It still nags at me that no one knows, or will tell me, exactly how Denise ended up with Kamos. And I’m not entirely confident that they didn’t sell her to him for doing the same thing I am doing now.
My thoughts are interrupted by a message on my IC. It’s another request from Huck to meet him in the maintenance area. I excusemyself from the trainer’s display. Lorian probably assumes I need a break, which wouldn’t be wrong.So, I figure I have at least twenty minutes. I make my way to the staff elevator, and instead of getting off on my floor, I go all the way down into the bowels of the Spire.
I see him in the same dark corner as before, but as I get closer, I realize it’s not Huck. I pause, wondering if this is a trap. This man is grey-skinned, but taller and better looking.
