A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Christof brought the food and set it down beside me, so I could nibble while Hannah nursed. Before he drew his hand away, Hannah kicked his wrist.

“You touched me,” she hissed angrily.

“No,” I said with authority, “you touched him. Nu-reeh will not punish her men for something you did. We both know that.”

In truth, I didn’t really know that, but it was a good gamble.

“Apologize for kicking, Christof,” I said pulling my breast back into my outfit.

Hannah jumped off my lap and made all manner of horrible sounds. Some directed at me, most directed at them. She swung the sharp tips on her wings around in a fighting style I recognized. How well she had learned the lessons her father had subconsciously taught her. I waited until she was calmer.

to control your own temper. That’s

temper and not let it rule you. Now apologize

said petulantly, glaring

out her dinner and opening my

me cried, so I assumed that was her human side showing. She was upset for some reason,

“They love me Like I love you. Please stop hating them. If they had not brought me here, there would be no you. I think you will make this world better.

one of sheer terror. They had no

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good

nodded and continued

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