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It's the first time we've touched.

Then I wonder, has he ever been touched? Or did they treat him like an animal the moment they pulled him from his pod, determined that he was the monster they expected him to be?

The thought makes me strangely sad. If everyone was constantly saying what a brutal monster I was, wouldn't I deliberately go out of my way to show them just how brutal I can be? Has anyone ever been truly kind to him? With this thought rolling around in my head, I hold my hand out to him. "Would you like to touch me?"

His eyes grow hooded, his nostrils flaring.

Immediately, I realize what I've just said. "Hands," I breathe. "Hands. I wondered if you had been touched as a friend. I'd like to be that friend."

Of course, now I'm thinking very un-friendlike things. Shit. So, so many un-friendlike things. He studies the hand I have outstretched toward him, my slightly curled fingers, my vulnerable palm. "Why aren't you afraid of me?"

"Should I be? Do you plan on hurting me?"

Crulden's fingers skim over my palm, and the touch is so ticklish and light that I have to bite back a gasp. He strokes his finger over the center of my palm, and I realize I didn't think this through at all. I thought we'd, I don't know, hold hands and squeeze them like buddies. This does not feel buddy-like in the slightest.

He places one big hand under mine and then clasps my smaller one between his. "You're as soft as I imagined."

I notice he pitches his voice very low, likely so the guards in the hall can't hear. I want to ask if he's been imagining me a lot, but I'm not sure I want to know the answer. "You can trust me, Crulden. I want to be your friend. I want to help you live a full, happy life here on this planet. Will you let me help you?"

The splice gazes at me, his hard eyes on my face for a long, long time, my hand sandwiched between his oversized, clawed ones.

"You're right," he finally says. "I don't like that name."

"Then maybe we'll pick a new one." And I give him my brightest smile.

6

CRULDEN?

I wasn't expecting to touch her.

In fact, I expected her to stay in the hall like the guards do. The moment the cage was taken from my quarters and the collar exchanged for it, they've been giving the door to my quarters a wide berth, as if they expect me to bust through and attack them. Which is fair, given I've done exactly that in the past.

She's fearless in her soft, smiley sort of way. It's like she's decided that she's going to be a warrior, but on her own terms. She fights not with claw and muscle, but with sweet words and sweeter smiles. It works, too. They all dance to her tune, and I do, too. It's hard not to give this female everything she wants. Not when she smells so good and looks so delicious.

There have been a great many changes in the last few days, but I like this one the best. I lean against the sink again, watching as Bee moves and sits down on her stool across from me. Just knowing that I can reach out and touch her fascinates me. Knowing that she is right there, that I can move over to her and run my hand along that soft arm? It pleases meā€¦and it makes me hunger for more.

The male's scent is on her face again today, but her cunt remains dry. I have never mated, but I know what it smells like. Lord va'Rin came in with his pretty little mate when I first arrived, and although she was pregnant, he whispered filthy things into her ear and made her cunt fill with fragrant need. That taught me a lot, listening in to that conversation and her reactions to it. When a male arouses his mate, her body responds.

Bee does not respond to her male, and I cannot wait to test her. To see if she responds to me.

I know she will. I am a champion, after all. Why not in this?

I wonder what Bee's cunt would smell like if I aroused her with soft words? If I told her all the things I thought about doing to her body in the dead of night? When the lights are off and the guards think I am sleeping, I instead think about the aching heat of my cock, and how it rises when I think about Bee. The implanted memories I have are enough that I know the mechanics of mating, but I have no practical experience. Would she let me touch her cunt? Would she let me push my cock inside her?

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