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 from across the

protested, “only looking. She never said we

opened her eyes and looked at Christof. She backed off the nipple and hissed loudly at him. I felt her tiny wings fluttering on her back. His

Hannah,” I crooned. “Christof is my friend. He won’t hurt you. Take something to

said simply

told her, “not bad, though. He is

as she went back to the breast. The separation of the sexes was a deeply ingrained instinct here. It was so strange. I’d

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

they are born?” I asked the

talked, that

are delivered to the Child

“The Child