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My thighs twitched with passion and then, his head curled down and he kissed my neck softly. Like a lightning bolt, pleasure raced straight to my clit and I moaned. In that moment, it was all too much. I couldn’t hold back. My orgasm exploded over me, all the tension I’d felt from the past few weeks leaving me completely. I moaned, my thighs tightening around his wrist between my legs. My pleasure burned white hot, rushing over me like burning lava. My eyes pressed closed as I experienced my ecstasy and when it slowly faded, I groaned with disappointment.
He chuckled.
“Next time, you’ll ask for permission to come,” he commanded, his tone raw and sexy. Slowly, I melted down into the water with his help, my skin hot and tingly as I rinsed all the soap away. He sat down nearby and watched me for a little while.
For a while, I was silent, trying to grapple with the events that had just occurred. Roan had bathed me, gently and sweetly, despite the fact that I was a human and he was an alien. Then, instead of beating me for being dirty, he had given me pleasure. Had touched me between my legs with a certain kindness. Had allowed me to experience ecstasy instead of pain for the very first time. I didn’t quite know how to handle it. He was a Vakarran. This went against everything I had ever been told about them. Everything I had ever seen.
It was mind-boggling.
I didn’t know if I should be mad or angry or sad or even scared.
For a good hour or so, I soaked in the tub while Roan watched over me. I expected the water to be especially dirty, since I couldn’t wash myself regularly while I was Neil’s prisoner, but the water was extremely clear. Investigating my own skin, I discovered I was much cleaner than I had started, and my skin was even taking on a pale rosy glow.
“Roan? Why isn’t the water dirty?” I asked with curiosity, my cheeks still blushing with shame about how I reacted to his touch.
“There’s a special, silent filtration system that cleans, disinfects, and sterilizes the water in real time. It saves us from filling and draining it with every use,” he responded nonchalantly, lifting his eyes from the table he was working on. His wristband projected a screen onto the wooden table and he was tapping things on it, navigating through different screens that I could only see if I pushed myself up and out of the water.
Finally, when my skin started to prune, I asked for his help getting out of the massive bathtub. He carefully lifted me out of the water as though I weighed nothing. Then, he handed me a large, soft towel, wrapping me up in it. He brushed my hair and squeezed the excess water out of it. I had never felt more pampered in my life.
We walked across the soft carpeting back to join the other Vakarrans and for the first time in a very long time, I was clean.
When we reached the others, Roan took the towel from me and I blushed as Taraik, Xandaar, and Zac looked up from their work.
“Wow. She cleans up nice,” Zac mused.
“That’s an understatement,” Taraik replied.
“They really hurt you, huh,” Xandaar said angrily. His demeanor made me nervous, but Roan placed a hand on my lower back and it was strangely calming. Xandaar approached me and gently pressed against a bruise on my ribs with two fingers. I whimpered as pain lanced through my chest. “Roan, she’s covered in bruises. The dirt covered most of these, but we’re definitely going to have to treat her for these and whatever else we can’t see.”
“I know. We have to get her to the medical tents right away in order to see if she has any serious injuries on top of what we can see now. She’ll need to be scanned for injuries and examined,” Roan answered.
“Absolutely. Let’s get her to my medical tent right away. I’ll carry her,” Taraik offered.
“I’m naked!” I exclaimed, but none of them seemed to care as they whisked me out of the tent into the great outdoors. I had zero chance of covering myself, so I hid my face until, at last, my curiosity got the best of me.
Chapter Four
Danika
Taraik carried me down what looked to be a well-worn dirt trail in an open field. On both sides of the path were rows of white tents. Off in the distance was a huge white one that looked to be the size of a circus tent. Simplistic. Temporary.
That’s when I saw the other humans. Small groups of naked human women kneeling around Vakarrans of all shapes and sizes. None of the women were fighting back. They were all
quiet, demure. Submissive.
“Where are we?” I wondered aloud.
“This is the female training camp. This is where we teach human women to submit to us before they’re sent off to serve officers and other important members of Vakarran society,” Xandaar answered, rather matter of fact.
I stiffened, narrowing my eyes back at him.
“But you said you wouldn’t be selling me off,” I replied in a panic.
“We’re not,” Roan answered. “By Vakarran law, if you find a rogue female, it is in your rights to keep her. And we intend to keep you for our own.”
I blinked.
“I’m to be yours? And be what, your sex slave?” I pushed, unable to keep my aggression from my voice.
