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I’m taken aback.
When was the last time I bothered to look at my reflection?Really look?
I was once a handsome male. There was no shortage of females who were willing to be at my beck and call. Whowantedto be seen on my arm.
Slowly, I raise a hand to my face. I brush my fingertips across my cheek, just below the dark circles that smudge my eyes. I don’t recall them being there before, or at least not quite so dark. My golden eyes, which were once vibrant,predatory,are now dull and lifeless. Just like my coat. The soft golden tones are now lusterless and littered with scars.
I let my fingers trail across my cheek to my ear with the missing tip, melted away by Igid’s blaster.You’re lucky she didn’t take your head off,I think. That female couldn’t hit a target with a blaster if her life depended on it. Although she’s deadly with a blade.
The missing ear tip reminds me of another body part that’s missing.
I feel the stub of my tail wiggle at the top of my pants. It’s been gone for more than half my life, and you’d think I’d be used to it. Or at least be over the loss of it.
It’s just a tail,I remind myself.It very well could have been your life.
My other hand rubs across my chest, and I swear I can feel every raised scar the ratty shirt hides. Without looking, I could point out each and every one, as well as tell the story of how they became a part of me.
Once I was an attractive male, but no longer.
Letting out a soft snort, I drop my hand and cup the heavy sac between my legs. I’ve still got it where it counts. Thoughts of my human female has my cock stirring, and I remind myself that females don’t need a pretty face to give them what they want.
A hard fucking and a mind-blowing orgasm.
CHAPTERTHREE
Shae
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Something startles me awake.
There are no windows in the small room, but there is dim, recessed lighting that’s just bright enough so we can move from the narrow cot to the toilet across the room in the corner.
I think it must be night. Because the sounds have started up.
Sex sounds.
Because we went from one brothel to another.
I turn my head to where Danielle is curled up on her side next to me. I can see the flash of her eyes in the dimness. Whatever woke me must have also roused her.
Something heavy slams against the wall behind us, and we both jump.
Another loud thump has us jumping again. It’s followed by a female pleading. Or at least it sounds like pleading. The walls are thin, but her voice is too low to make out her words.
Beside me, Danielle starts to shake, and I reach out to her, offering what comfort I can. Her long legs are drawn up tight to her chest, and she presses her fingers into her ears to try to keep the female’s cries out.
A deep male voice echoes angrily through the thin walls, followed by another dull thud and the female next door crying out. Tears sting my eyes when she starts to beg.
“No! No, no, no please not there…” Her voice fades back to mumbling. Then there is another loud thud followed by her screams.
I want to cover my ears too, but I know it doesn’t help.
The female’s scream turns into a drawn-out wail that’s drowned out by the rhythmic thud of her cot hitting the wall and male grunts.
Jesus, I think I might be sick.
I wish I could reach through the wall to comfort her. Or at least somehow check on her, make sure she’s alright. Hell, I wish I was able to break into her room, like I can break out of mine. But I can only access the mechanism from the inside, so without one of the guard’s keys, there’s no getting to her, or any of the others.
