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Elffa smiled and turned, slashing the knife across Sandy’s shoulder. Bright red blood welled to the surface. It dripped down her chest, staining her pale purple shirt.

“Open his mouth,” Elffa ordered.

Rane struggled. He tried fighting them. Understanding, in an instant, what they were about to do. But they already had him under their control.

Orza took both of his arms and yanked against them with his knee in his back, controlling his body, as Kirs grabbed his face, digging into it with his blunt claws, and forcing his jaws open. Rane tried to bite him. To force his lips shut.

Elffa swiped her hand up through Sandy’s blood, gathering it in her hand.

She approached him with such a sweet, victorious smile.

“Don’t worry, my son,” she laughed. “I’ll take good care of your mate. And if you do exactly as I command, I’ll even let you visit her on occasion.”

Rane let out a wordless roar of horrified denial but couldn’t stop his mother from slapping her bloody hand over his open mouth. Nor could he prevent Sandy’s blood from being smeared against his lips. Onto his tongue. All in his mouth.

Elffa stepped back and Kirs this time forced his jaw shut, covering his mouth, keeping him from spitting anything out.

Too late.

That was her taste on his tongue. Sweat and hot and overwhelming. He couldn’t stop himself from swallowing. Not that it mattered. All that was necessary was the taste.

Rane couldn’t properly describe what was happening to him. There was a rushing in his ears, a pounding in his chest, a cramping in his belly. There was heat. Spreading from his guts up into his brain, down to his rapidly hardening cock. The world narrowed, and all he could see was Sandy there, staring at him with wide, surprised eyes.

Someone was saying something, but he couldn’t make out the words.

It didn’t matter. He needed his female. The power of the mating bond snapping into place robbed him of any other thought or concern. He just needed her. So deeply. So strongly. It felt like his body was being ripped apart.

He stood, staggering her way. Entranced by those big, green eyes in that delightfully human shaped face. He wanted to fall into them and drown.

He had to have her. The need was a fiery brand incinerating him from the inside out. His cock hurt, his balls throbbing. He needed his female.

She was there. On her knees. Hands behind her. Looking up at him with surprise. A hint of fear.

He reached for her.

Chapter 29

Sandy

Something was off with Rane. He was suddenly different.

Sandy’s shoulder was burning, her blood trickling down her body. Blood that Elffa had gathered in her cupped hand like water at a trickling stream. Then shoved in his mouth like a pie in the face. She was forcing him to mate her, regardless of what they wanted.

Rane’s face went slack jawed, and he panted, staring at her, crest up, bulge growing in his pants.

“Let him go,” Elffa chuckled, stepping to the side. “He won’t be able to do anything to us. Female human blood is an aphrodisiac.”

Oh. Right.

Sandy had kind of forgotten about that. It wasn’t a thing amongst other humans – their own blood couldn’t affect them. But to aliens, their blood was a drug. It was something that was mentioned in her pamphlet, but it wasn’t something she had really paid much attention to because she didn’t think it would matter.

The alien she was mating didn’t eat blood. But they did bite and taste blood for the males to establish the mate bond.

And she got to watch, in real time, the effects of her blood coming over him. His body went slack against Blue and Green’s grasp. He leaned towards her, groaning as if pained. It didn’t look like there was a thought in his head.

“Come on,” Elffa said to the reptile duo. “Let’s let them enjoy themselves. It’s a shame you didn’t get to the clinic in time, Sandy. But it doesn’t matter if he gets you pregnant now.”

Right. Because it was done.

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