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Her flushed face more than gave her away. If she were naked, I bet I’d see her nipples were hard as little diamonds and her legs were shaking from the effort to keep standing.
I was going to tease her all damn day. It was more entertaining than making fun of Davon, that was for sure.
“Come on, everyone. Let’s get out of here before the sun goes down,” Ryder said, unable to hide his obvious amusement. Even Aarom smiled at that.
We exited the penthouse, and the five of us piled into the small Vakarran airship. Davon took the pilot’s seat, and we flew through the tall abandoned skyscrapers. Leaves blew around below us. I wondered what the city was once like at the peak of human civilization, if we could somehow find a use for these old places.
We mainly used humans for the production of food and as breeders for our children, as well as the production of fine liquors. As a rule, it seemed that all Vakarrans enjoyed a fine whiskey, scotch, or brandy. I’d even enjoyed a bottle of something called mead once. Honey wine, the male human had described it as. I actually had a few bottles of it waiting in my cabin back on the Starrider.
Davon? He liked something the humans called sake.
I didn’t understand it. Tasted gross to me, especially when he drank it warm, but he said it was strong. That I could get behind at least.
Me? I’d take a nice glass of whiskey or mead any day.
Alaina was quiet. I’d sat next to her and placed my palm on her thigh. She was trembling a little. Maybe she was still bothered by my words from before. I certainly hoped that was it.
She jumped a little at my touch, but I was gentle. My fingers drifted up and down the soft fabric of the dress and she gradually began to relax. Aarom sat on the other side of her and began to do the same. She leaned back.
Her reluctance was palpable. She wanted to hate every moment with us, but I could tell she was at war within herself. Her mind told her that we were the enemy, that she should hate and despise us with every fiber of her being. But her body, that told her the opposite. She wanted us. She craved the pleasure we could bring her, and she liked it when we fucked her however we pleased.
I grinned.
Wait until the four of us took her at once.
She’d beg us never to stop.
She didn’t know it yet, but she was a lucky little human. The four of us would fulfill her every need, whether she liked it or not.
We moved into what looked like the factory district then and I knew we weren’t far from our vessel. I’d need to perform a few maintenance tasks on the ship in order to ensure she was in tiptop shape. Davon would help me with that. Ryder would take care of communication, together with Aarom. We’d probably rope Alaina to the vehicle, that way she could move around but she’d be unable to escape.
Tie her up safe and sound to a lead.
It would probably anger her, but it was for her own good.
When we finally landed, we all jumped out. Aarom ran forward and opened the large steel door, revealing our ship in the process. It wasn’t overly large, but it was enough to comfortably hold and sleep the four of us on missions, no matter where we were sent.
We could fit a human in there with us easily. That definitely wouldn’t be a problem. I’d even had a cage installed underneath my bed specifically for one some time ago.
Now I knew that one day, Alaina would take her rightful place in that very cage.
I couldn’t wait until she admitted she was ours.
Eventually she would. It was just a matter of time.
Using our Vakarran cable rope, I tied it around the O-ring of her collar and she balked but didn’t fight any further. I looped it around a nearby pole, giving her enough room to move around comfortably. She wouldn’t be able to undo the rope. It only responded to Vakarran skin, more specifically, to the DNA within our shed cells. As a human, if she tried to untie it, the loops would just grow tighter and tighter. We held the key to freeing her, she never would.
Ryder opened the door to the ship with the face scanner and went inside. I followed, as did Aarom. Davon set to inspecting the outer hull, checking the metal plating for nicks, scratches, and anything out of the ordinary.
It was quiet all around us. I could hear the normal creaks and groans of the decaying building and the wind howling through the buildings, but it was all normal.
“Vakarra, we’ve returned. Provide me with an update of all running systems,” I declared, and the ship powered on within seconds. Before me, a holographic droid appeared, and I grinned. She was a depiction of what it was predicted a female Vakarran would look like if we were genetically capable of giving rise to female progeny. Naked pert breasts bounced prettily before me, giving way to a taut stomach and curvy hips. She had the same horns as we did, only her long black hair was braided around them in an intricate design with more draped around her shoulders like a falling star.
Although gorgeous, she now seemed dim to me compared to Alaina.
“Master Morgn,” she replied with a nod. “Good to see you again.”
I grinned in return.
