A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

We took breakfast in our rooms once Evan was satisfied with Jonathan’s introduction to the day. I fed the littlest member of the family as the men passed out plates of food to each other. Much to Evan’s dismay Jonathan fell sound asleep after he nursed.

“The moons are set,” Evan said sounding upset, “the sun is in the sky. He should not wish to sleep now.”

Damien and Christof soothed him and reminded him what Tosu had said. They also remembered Hannah and Kennedy. It was normal for a baby to sleep after feeding. Jonathan had also been awake most of the night being cranky. Of course he would rest.

The family calmed Evan’s fears and we had a very pleasant breakfast.

While Jonathan slept I took a chance to use the pad Kennedy had given me. I wanted to send both my girls a note about their birth brother. It seemed important they should know.

I should have known nothing about me was a secret on this world. I had three messages on the pad. Kennedy sent love and congratulations and so did Hannah. They’d heard of the successful birth while they traveled. A boy with Evan’s talent made a strong family. Jonathan was already quite celebrated.

The third message was under Kennedy’s account, but it was not from my girls.

Damien and his Brothers crowded around the pad to read the message. Tyle and his Brothers had escaped. Bane’ssonwas Living free beyond the mountains.

his Brothers for the education they had been given. Living outside the compound was very difficult. It would have been

and we went with them willingly. They made it Looked Like we had fought them, though. The men ruined our transport from the compound, so it appeared we had

how close to the compound the bandits came. Young Warriors were never sent very far. Tyle explained how the bandits used a series of underground tunnels to reach them. They had transports built that ran in

thanks to Bane and stated he wished to see him again. He told us his family missed the instruction from Damien’s family. The

least the fifth time. Evan handed me the tiny

save you, too,” he promised the

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grew quickly sequestered in our mountain home. The first Lunar cycle was the worst, because he had no order to his sleep and wake cycles. He slept a great deal

Evan. He was always more lively and animated when his male breeder held him. My

was unfailingly grateful for. The men had no issue taking turns at night to rock and hold