A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Ciara, we beg you to make her stop,” Kein pleaded coming through the leather flap.

Bane was sitting up in the bed looking very amused at my confusion. I picked up the screaming little girl and guided her to a nipple. She had gotten herself too worked up and continued to scream. Damien and his Brothers Looked more and more worried as the noise continued.

Softly, I sang to her as I sat at the edge of the bed. I didn’t know songs in their language, so I sang in English. Hannah relaxed at the sound and calmed down enough to take what she wanted.

“Iam jealous,” Kein said flopping onto the bed and watching Hannah suckle.

“If you touch them now, Nu-reeh will probably cut your lips off,” Bane commented.

“Let’s not give her any ideas,” Christof Laughed sitting next to me. Christof watched Hannah over my shoulder.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Damien warned from across the

“only looking. She never said we couldn’t look at the

nipple and hissed loudly at

I crooned. “Christof is my friend. He won’t hurt

Hannah said simply and hissed

I told her, “not bad,

the sexes was a deeply ingrained instinct here. It was so strange. I’d never seen

of her face, I wouldn’t know Hannah was mine. Really, except

they are born?” I asked the

talked, that was for

to the Child Keepers, but not like

“The Child