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“You aren’t an… alien?” she asks.
“That word means nothing to someone like me,” I reply. “Earth found the formula to mix Human and outside, or alien, DNA. They created many beings, but most were failures. They died. I survived.”
I walk away from her, startled by my anger. To them, I am alien. But to me, they are the outsiders.
They brought me to life.
Her eyes shine with innocence. “Why did they do it?” she asks.
I cock my head. “They wanted to create a weapon,” I say.
“The bodies we found,” she says, sucking back more tears. “Were those corpses the other aliens?”
I nod. “They were murdered by your kind,” I say, breathing intensely. “The human race must pay for their crimes. They must all die.”
I’ll start with her ass, splitting her in two. I’ll break that pussy in and make her beg for more.
She falls to her knees. “I can’t imagine what you’re going through, but I didn’t come to hurt you. I wasn’t briefed on any of this. I’m a victim, too,” she says.
My muscles flex. “A victim,” I repeat, facing her again.
I take hold of her shirt, mouth near hers. “I’ll show you what it feels like to be a victim.”
She cries. It’s pathetic.
I’m never going to let her go.
Never.
“Please, spare me. I just want to go home. I want to abort this mission.”
Her pheromones are off the charts. It takes every ounce of strength to hold back from taking her pussy.
I turn and punch through the concrete wall behind me. I feel my bones break, but my body mends its wounds. The pain keeps my desires occupied.
She weeps and watches my body heal. She now sees what she’s up against.
In the corner, she sits, tears ruining her beautiful face. I leave her alone as she hurls insults.
“You’re a monster,” she says.
I stay silent, sitting at the opposite end of the room. The scientists at the facility would call us worse. I’ve heard it all before.
I don’t enjoy doing this to a potential mate, but time heals all wounds. If she doesn’t want to obey now, she will later.
She needs to realize she doesn’t have too many options.
Minutes pass. Her cries dwindle. Soon, she is silent, spare some wet sniffles now and then.
She raises her chin. Her eyes are as red as mine. She glances around the room. “Just tell me where we are,” she says.
“A second facility they built to keep us locked inside. This room is where they used to grow their food.”
She drops her head in despair.
I may be horrifying to her now, but she doesn’t understand how bad the alternative would be if she ran. Zakar would expel her to a life of rape and impregnation. He’d give in to his true desires.
He would kill her, and his bloodlust would only grow.
