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I’ve jumped into this too fast. I can't trust her to stay and remain obedient. Not one hundred percent.
"Get in here with me. Please," she says, wading back.
The tub is hardly big, so when I step inside, she's forced to sit on my lap. She's so fucking small, and her skin is shiny and beautiful. I hoist her up, and she can barely fit her legs around my waist.
"Let's see that pussy," I say.
She arches her pelvis forward, and a tuft of pubic hair rises from the water. "I'm embarrassed. I wish I could have shaved it for you," she says.
I slide my fingers through the mound of hair. "I like you like this. One hundred percent natural."
I tug her pubic hair.
"You do?"
"I don't want an infant. I want a grown woman," I say.
I take the soap and drizzle it like honey over her pussy lips, smoothing it out with my palm until it turns into rich suds.
"You're learning to shed your old customs," I say. "It will allow you to blossom into your true self."
Her clit is hard and warm to the touch.
Mmm. Heated for me.
A hurried breath escapes her lips. "Feel it," she says.
I roll my thumb over her brittle bead of pleasure. I slide back her hood and tease her gently. I lower my palm down and spread her lips. "You're near ovulation," I say. "I can smell you."
"You know my body," she says.
"My body has adapted to your needs," I say. "I can't help but react to your changes."
She leans over me, palms propped against my chest. Her wet hair hangs over my head. "Were we made for each other?" she asks.
I'm not here for storybook fantasies. It's my biology to take and make mine. Whatever I want. Whoever I want. Yet, my need for her is on another level entirely.
I need to be careful. She wants this now, but I’m not confident she has thought this through. Integration takes years. She could rebel and ruin what we’ve started to make strong.
Our connection is important. It is what the Earth Federation has feared since invasion: Interspecies breeding.
Our bond remains strong despite our different backgrounds. Anna must reject her old customs. She must give every inch of her body to me. To mate, to breed, to seed. It’s our only way to freedom.
"Yes. We were made for each other," I say.
She relaxes into me.
She drops her forehead against mine and hugs me. She rolls her hips back and grinds her pussy against my abdomen. I slide in a finger and gently massage her.
"Thank you," she moans.
"For what?" I ask.
"For saving me," she says.
I slide another finger inside her. She's tight. Still too tight for my cock to fit.
"Fuck me," she coos. "That's what you want, right? I want to give that to you."
