A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

He pulled back and looked at me. He was smiling, but those teeth made him look ferocious. Christof pulled out and moved back in watching my eyes. I ran my hands over his back and traced the lines I had seen before. He shivered as I touched the marks.

My hips were rising to meet him as he plunged down. As he sped up our bodies made a steady slapping sound. I moaned softly and he covered my mouth with his hand.

“I don’t want my brothers to hear us,” he whispered against my ear.

I tried to stay quiet but the sensations were rising inside my belly.

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I felt him grow larger inside me and his movements sped up. The wild look was back in his eyes now, but it was a good thing. My hips of their own volition were moving restlessly against him. When the sensations exploded I buried my face in his shoulder to muffle the cry.

A moment later he grunted and writhed over me.

We lay panting for few moments. I felt a little chilled when Christof moved off of me.

“Do you need to bathe?” he asked.

“No, thank you, not every time,” I answered smiling at him.

He pulled a blanket from in front of the fire over me. It was warm from where it had been sitting. Christof wrapped himself around my back and pulled my body against his.

“I’m sorry about this afternoon. My brothers would be very upset if they found out what I did,” he whispered into my hair. “I hope I did not upset you.”

“I won’t say anything and I didn’t mind,” I answered him yawning.

Frankly, I was too tired to be confused by the weird statement. Why would his brothers cared if he masturbated? It didn’t make any sense, but I was already drifting off.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

His chuckling was the last thing I heard before I fell back to sleep.

I opened my eyes and was staring into bright blue ones. “Good morn,

Ciara, why are you sleeping out here with my brother?” Master Evan asked.

Oh God, I should have known he was a morning person. I groaned and heard Christof Laugh behind me.

“Our bed is no longer good enough, brother?” he asked Christof as he pulled me to my feet.

“We were both restless Last night Evan. I’m sure we won’t spend every night out here. The bed is much more comfortable,” Christof answered rising and stretching.

Christof disappeared into the bedroom, as I stood waking up with his brothers. Master Evan ran a hand between my legs and found the sticky remains of Last night. He showed it to the other three men and they all murmured.

“You need to be cleaned before the morning meal, Ciara,” Master Evan said pulling me to the bathroom.

I was unaware exactly what he meant when he said cleaning. A shower and a teeth cleaning is what I had in mind. That happened, but I also received my first enema. Well, the first one I remembered.