“Others from your Earth will come. They will hunt our kind in order to make us into slaves. We will not allow that to happen. We know their weaknesses as well as their needs. Now, ready her for the travel. We will search for others. I can feel them caged in the treacherous and darkest places within this facility.”
Their needs. I had a difficult time believing that creating a new species had anything to do with the various clans’ abilities to withstand the harsh elements.
After Steen, Brexin, and Klar left, Cassia inched closer. “Who are they? What were you discussing?”
“Steen and Klar are leaders of the main Galerian clan, both abducted by Kevin and his men in order to carry out their blasphemous experiments. And our discussions are private.” I remained wary of her questions. I had no way of knowing about her involvement level.
“Galerian,” she repeated. “Aliens.”
I nodded.
“And Brexin?” She bit her lower lip.
“A trusted friend.”
“Everything the members of this facility did is horrible and nothing like what we were told, what Earth was told was going to happen. The experiments were only supposed to be done on human volunteers, bolstering strength and the basic DNA structure, not splicing. Let me contact Earth. Please. I can help you.”
“There is no help or hope for the creatures who were lied to, beaten, and forced to endure horrors. We need to go. You will be safe only with us. I fear many of the humans have been able to escape.”
“I’m not one of you and this planet isn’t my home. Erik, please. I’m so sorry for whatever they’ve done to you, but I’m not one of them. I also don’t belong to you.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, Cassia.”
“Do you honestly think that kidnapping me is going to matter?”
I knew what had to be done. Steen was correct. Advancing, I towered over her. “We are finished with talking. I will be forced to punish you if you continue to be disobedient.”
“Punished? No. Oh, hell, no.” She pushed her hands against my chest, unable to budge me even an inch. “I don’t understand any of this, but I’m not doing this with you. I can’t. No, I won’t.”
I could no longer tolerate her rebellious nature, not when our lives were at stake. “Then I have no choice.” Wrapping my hand around her wrist, I yanked her toward one of the tables, forcing her over the edge.
“What are you doing?” she wailed, kicking out, her arms flailing.
“Helping you learn to obey.” I yanked down her pants and panties, even as she struggled, trying to find anything she could use as a weapon.
“Please don’t do this. Don’t.”
Fisting her hair with one hand, I smacked her bottom with the other, moving from side to side. Her skin still had the warm glow from the spanking I’d given her in the cave and my mind reeled with deep longing, even more so than before.
She wiggled, trying to free herself. The sight of her pretty pink pussy forced me to growl, the savagery of what I longed to do nothing more than gasoline to a flame.
“Stop!” she wailed, pushing against the cold, hard steel.
“You will learn to listen in order to stay alive.”
“Fuck you!”
Her words riled me, even as I continued to be stimulated, hungrier than ever. I continued spanking her, the thudding sound as my hand moved across her jiggling ass cheeks creating another wave of intense hunger. She had no idea what she was doing to me.
“You’re hurting me,” she hissed through clenched teeth.
“This is what will happen when you are disobedient.”
“You’re no better than humans. I don’t deserve this.”
I laughed, continued to smack her ass long and hard. Her skin held a warm blush, the heat molding deliciously into my hand. I could hear her heavy breathing as she undulated, shifting her hips back and forth. I garnered a whiff of her pussy, the scent driving me into a ravaging need. Spots floated in front of my eyes, my cock pinched against the tight confines of my pants. I could never get enough of her.
All her pleading to stop only fueled my actions and I smacked her in rapid succession, moving to her sit spots. I wanted her to understand clearly who she now belonged to.