Page 17 of The Dalgur’s Pet

With a flash of movement, there was a searing pain at her side and she yelped, blood trickling from the wound Thase’s claw had made. Her eyes widened, and she resisted the urge to staunch the bleeding, frozen in her spot by the alien’s vice grip around her waist.

“Thase,” Vrix warned, though his eyes followed the blood as it dripped down her side. “Play nice.”

Thase surveyed the droplets too, a tentacle extending from his arm and smearing redness across her skin. It hurt, but something in her brain ignited, a jolt of pleasure zipping through her as the rubbery tentacle ran over her wound.

Was that his doing? Some sort of drug he was delivering through the tentacle? It had to be, because the alternative was far worse. That she liked the pain he inflicted upon her and relished the strange care he showed her afterward.

“Does that please you, slut? Do you enjoy it when I hurt you?”

Giselle couldn’t answer, a knot welling in her throat as she felt a pressure between her thighs. Looking down, she was greeted by Thase’s cock, sliding out of its slit, already coated in some sort of slick substance.

Not that she needed it with the way her cunt wept for him, her own arousal wetting the base of his cock where it rested against her.

“I like to hurt you,” Thase whispered, jolting her attention back to his face.

A vicious sneer greeted her, though his eyes glimmered in the same way Vrix’s did, like he was absorbing her essence, taking in every last detail of her being.

She trembled, grasping his shoulders for support as the smile curled impossibly large.

“Do you need my cock, human? I see how desperate you are, can feel how wet you are for me. Such a pathetic little whore, wanting me to fuck you again. Was last time too gentle for you?”

Before she could answer—not that she even knew what she would say—Vrix’s soft voice cut through the tension.

“Do not harm her, Thase. I like this one.”

Giselle’s eyes flitted to him for a moment before returning to Thase, the words warming her heart more than they should have. She was pathetic with how desperately her body yearned for them, with how much some simple words made her stomach feel hollow, with the way electricity tingled across her skin where they touched her.

She shouldn’t want this, and yet she did, was desperate for that blessed numbing of her mind, the calming of her thoughts as she focused on being used for pleasure.

Whether it was a natural reaction or whatever they did when they wrapped their tentacles around her neck, it had the same result. Her mind was off.

Thase slid his hands to her ass, gripping her and lifting her into the air. His cock jerked, righting itself so it no longer lay flush with his stomach and her eyes widened. It moved of its own accord, as if it were a hand or tentacle.

Without warning, Thase slammed her down on his length, constellations dancing before her eyes as a sharp pain streaked up her back. She cried out, whimpering as his cock settled inside her, her body desperately trying to make room even as pleasure coursed through her.

“Yes, cry for me, human. Let it all out.”

And Giselle obeyed, tears spilling from her eyes as her throat vibrated with whimpers.

Thase chuckled, lifting her and slamming her down once more, another jolt flashing up her spine. He picked her up again and again, letting their bodies meet with each savage thrust.

Her entire body screamed with pain, yet the pleasure was undeniable, streaming through her body with reckless abandon. And her mind, her mind was gone, the entirety of her existence focused on the sensation of his cock ramming into her, his eyes boring through her, his claws sinking into the soft skin of her ass.

There was a groan, and she glanced to Vrix, whose hand gripped his own slick cock, stroking himself over and over again in time with Thase’s thrusts.

“Oh, Giselle,” he moaned, his eyes roaming across her face, her body. “I wish you could see how pretty you look right now.”

Thase grunted, turning her attention back to him as Vrix’s words sent heat through her, flushing her cheeks.

“Yes, such a beautiful sheath for my cock. Our little human plaything. A pathetic, defenseless species, perfect for warming our dicks.”

Release built with each thrust, with each foul word from Thase’s mouth. She let her body go slack, let the alien fuck her, use her, take everything from her, her body no longer straining against him.

“Are you going to come for me?” Thase grunted, his thrusts growing erratic as he neared his climax.

Giselle just nodded, unable to form words. She took a deep breath, giving into the release, giving into the wave of pleasure that washed over her, crushing her, destroying her.

Thase groaned, plunging into her as warmth filled her throbbing interior, seed spilling between her thighs as he continued to fuck her.