A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Kein Lit several of the Lamps as I roused myself from slumber. I winced and tried to sit up, but Bane knelt on the bed and pushed me back down. He settled beside me and leaned on the post in the center

“They have news,” he said softly Looking down, “be comfortable while they tell it.”

The Healers could be wordy, I suddenly knew. They loved to talk and rarely got to the point quickly. Usually they were faster around Damien’s family, probably out of fear, but today they Looked Like they wanted to revel in the telling.

Evan sat on the end of the bed near my feet. He stroked the foot lovingly, pulling the blanket back and fondling my toes. I had such tiny toes, he’d always thought they were cute. He was completely uninterested in the Healers.

In fact none of the men were interested in the Healers. They put on stoic faces that would not offend our company. Internally their conversation was about what we needed to do today. Their disinterest made it hard for me to pay attention.

Bane was right, though. These strange men wanted to draw this out. The Healers asked about me and my prior healing. They wanted to know how I’d reacted to healing cream, the cream for pain, and calming cream. Damien answered all of that politely. Lastly, they asked about the prior pregnancy and how the baby came from my body, but Damien wouldn’t budge on that.

he told them stoically. Damien’s refusal to elaborate stymied them for only a moment, before they were

the lead Brother stated triumphantly,

device. It had been the one Damien refused to let them use on me the

calm as he could, but he could barely stand the irritation these men caused him. Just use it and leave,

healing cream is not dangerous and can be used as you wish. We believe you

thought to question it when they used it during the last pregnancy. For a moment I felt

ointment that removes pain,” the Healer said slowly, “may cause the slave to Lose the

over at me. He’d been sorely tempted to put some on my chest as I moaned in my sleep Last night. Christof warned him I knew more about pregnancy than they did, though. Best not to tempt ill luck, he’d said, and

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these Healers thought of me as little

said simply. The Healers scoffed and ruffled their brows.