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Aware he would not sleep long and that he would wake irritated he’d been lured into a female trap, I came to him with the tray, and I fed him for once.
I fed him with bites from my own lips, as he refused to so much as touch the food until I had a taste. I fed him with sips of water dripped down my bare breasts. I played with him in our nest and forced my mate to forget his worries for a short time.
When he was full but hungry for more, I wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked until his eyes rolled back in his head. Miranda had been right. There was great power in what a woman could do with her mate’s cock in her mouth.
And so many ways to taste him.
When I knew he was close to a knot from my mouth alone, I rode him, teasing at his nipples as he had teased at mine, licking and biting in places that stole his reasoning. Telling him with my body how deeply I appreciated all he did, finding my own great pleasure in accepting how well we fit together.
In all ways.
* * *
It was another week before the upper reaches of the building were considered safe from errant gunfire and artillery. The children ecstatic to be out of the crowded room and back to some sense of normalcy. The windows, even from the highest level, showed nothing. All that could be seen was fog, fog that tasted of charred meat and left an oily residue on the skin.
Two more months before I was permitted to walk farther than the academy’s walled courtyard.
Vorec were still in the city, breeding in empty homes and settling in as if they belonged in our walls. They would not be removed but maintained, an excellent deterrent to wandering humans who might think to retaliate.
Perhaps, over a great deal of time, they might even be domesticated.
The humans and the vorec.
Meanwhile, every hybrid traveled with a sword. Every mated female was in training to adjust their technique, so they might defend themselves with a blade whether they carried a belly or not.
So many of us were pregnant. A new generation soon to be born free in a city that was theirs. In a world where they merged with the ecosystem, not rallied against it.
Humans worked the fields and kept the city running under the careful watch of our people. In exchange, they received protection and food. Those sectors of the city that behaved with decorum were given filtered air. Those who rebelled died slowly from poison fog.
I never asked about my birthmother. I didn’t need to. Cyderial would have saved all of them, including my nasty brother-in-law. Though if he were to die from his own foolishness in the days that followed, I couldn’t have brought myself to care.
I had other places to dedicate my focus.
I was now Queen.
Cyderial’s office in the academy became mine. His treasure there for me to touch anytime I felt like wandering quietly about the room.
A place I once greatly feared, now my home.
The outlining of a new curriculum, the renaming of recruits to students, done by my declaration. Running of the academy would be my life’s mission, a safe place for females to grow without fear that our males’ violent nature might cause them harm.
The boys would be educated elsewhere, their care in the hands of the mated males now. Though I would assure all was done lovingly.
Every surviving fertile human female was given the option to bear a hybrid child in exchange for a higher class and greater access to rations. Their species was over; should they want their genes to live on, there was only one option. Bear and raise hybrid offspring as their own.
Those who refused were sterilized.
On this, I strongly disagreed with my mate.
The ethics of Cyderial’s decree kept me up at night and caused many battles between me and my mate. He would not be moved, and I would have to grieve it.
And prepare.
Many children would be coming to the academy; though, as queen, I had the power to alter the date they were taken from their families. Girls would arrive at the age of ten. Mothers would be encouraged to visit; quarters would even be prepared for them to have extended stays.
My own daughter, growing strong in my womb, would know what it was to live behind a sealed vault.
But her cage would be soft and full of female things.
