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

Brother,” Damien warned

Christof protested, “only looking. She

Christof. She backed off the nipple and hissed loudly at him. I felt

crooned. “Christof is my friend. He

simply and hissed

man,” I told her, “not bad, though. He is a

she went back to the breast. The separation of the sexes was a deeply ingrained

wasn’t for my mother’s nose squarely in the middle of her face, I wouldn’t know Hannah was mine. Really, except

talk when they are born?” I

talked,

the

“The Child