twice when god was handing out sexual power. If other beings
found out… Your world would be stripped of humans to power ships.
It used to take a crew of eight a day to give me what you just did in the last
few minutes. Not to mention the intense pleasure as an added bonus.
I’ve never felt that much pleasure in all my eons of life.”
She drew him down for a soft kiss and said, “Not all crews
and ships are as nice as me. Although not all run on this form of power
either. Not all ships are actually alive. Of course it’s been a few
thousand years, I am not sure what will we find out there. That’s more
than enough time for everything to have changed. We will need to be
careful Bill.”
Well damn, he knew he was good, but that was a hell of a
compliment, even if directed at his whole species in general. He felt
himself growing again inside her hot silken heat and said, “I really think you
need some more energy baby.”
He had no idea if that was true or not, he just knew he
needed more of her. There were several other positions he wanted to try
out. Not to mention the other two holes on her sexy body. He never
thought to ask if she actually still needed energy either.
Or to ask if her smile was at the idea of more energy, more
pleasure for her, or both…
Chapter
3
Gwen looks around and sighs. She truly has no hope,
not since she was sold aboard this Demonae ship. At least when she was
planet bound she could get up early, watch the sunrise over the fields.
Or sneak out for a breath of fresh air. No longer, now she was
surrounded by vacuum and in the reach of twisted Demonae.
She looked at the window into the coldness of space and
shivered. Her reflection was blue. The light blue skin and dark
blue hair of the Elvii. Her emphatic ability kicked in and she knew one
of her masters was coming this way. She started to scrub the inside of
the environmental unit, getting the buildup cleaned off. It was a
necessary job. She knew the air would foul if it wasn’t done.
Her Demonae master looked down at her and grunted.
“You have 5 more to clean today or you get whipped instead of getting food,
understood?”
She knew that was impossible but bowed her head and told
him, “Yes master, as you say.”
She saw his cruel smile and felt his lust surge at the idea
of whipping her, but managed to hold back the bile in her throat. She
knew if she threw up it would only get worse. Not all Demonae were this
way she knew, but there were enough. More than enough to ensure her
people’s misery.
The Elvii weren’t weaker, but she knew their empathy made
them bad warriors. It is hard to hurt someone when she too would feel the
pain as well. She wonders if she would die on this ship. Then she
felt a tear fall down her cheek when the thought of death had evoked relief.
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Ariella stretched, she loved this new body she built, its
capacity for pleasure was, amazing. She looked at this human male beside
her. Bill. His planet so primitive in technology, but filled with
so much potential. She would care for him, keep him safe. She was
aware it would go both ways however. His unpolished exterior truly hid a
man of high moral character and determination to do the right thing.
If she hadn’t found that within him she would have simply
used the machines on the bed to milk his sexual power, then left him on the
surface when she left. But what she found was a being she would be
honored to have as part of her crew. She was also just a little bit
smitten with him, especially after all the pleasures he gave her last night in
addition to the power.
She sighed at the thought that he may need that
determination to do the right thing. She had not been able to find one
other of her kind, and she had been looking throughout the galaxies of the
Angilli Empire all night. She needed to know what happened.
They were on their way during a