Page 5 of The Dalgur’s Pet

Was this some sort of sick joke? Was it Anthony playing a cruel prank? Maybe he’d checked her phone, seen how much she’d listened to her weird podcasts. But why would he do something like this, terrify her in this manner?

No, they were foolish thoughts, all of them, but nothing was making sense.

There was a tingling sensation as feeling returned to her limbs and she tried to move, but she couldn’t. She wasn’t just frozen with fear or some weird alien drugs.

Tight straps bound her to the metal table, two over each arm and one across her legs.

Even though Vrix was the shorter of the two, it was still tall, absurdly tall, with four devilish horns jutting out of its short, inky black hair, slits of glowing yellow slashed along each one. Almond-shaped eyes blazed red, vertical pupils reminding her of a snake. A broad nose and a wicked smile graced its face.

The creature had a strong chest and defined abs, like a guy who spent a lot of time at the gym. When Giselle glanced down, she saw stout thighs, and no clothing whatsoever, smooth skin covering a sexless groin. There were slits of glowing light all over his body, even on his claw-like fingers that brushed through her honey blonde hair.

“Why am I here?” she whimpered, trying to muster up any sort of resolve as fear threatened to overwhelm her.

The thing ran his clawed hand down her neck, brushing over her breast as he examined her with intense scrutinization.

“You will be our new pet,” Vrix murmured, his hand meandering across her soft stomach—forcing her to tense her muscles—before gripping one of her thighs.

Pet? What the hell did that mean?

The other one, Thase, pushed past Vrix and came around to the other side of the table.

“Would you hurry and do the examination? I am eager to break her in.”

Break her in?!

“Don’t touch me!” Giselle yelled as Vrix yanked her dress up, exposing her bright pink panties, lacy and sheer.

Ones she’d bought especially for Anthony, though clearly that hadn’t worked out the way she had thought it would.

“Do not worry, little human. We will take care of you,” Vrix said, returning his hand to grip her now-bare thigh.

The warmth sent a jolt up her spine, an unwarranted seed of arousal solidifying in her core at the all-encompassing breadth of his touch.

She was being assaulted, attacked, and her body responds like this? Shame filled her and she tensed her muscles, trying to will any stimulation away as the alien stroked her with his thumb.

All of a sudden, a purple tendril coiled out of the side of his arm, growing from smooth flesh and slithering across her thigh before sliding underneath her panties.

Giselle arched her back instinctively, surprised by the touch, her eyes widening as Vrix brushed the tentacle across her entrance. She was slick with arousal, uninvited and disgraceful, and her entire body flushed with heat as he gently pressed his way in.

“Yes, little human, such a good girl you are. So well behaved, so responsive, so needy. I can feel how wet you are already. Oh, such a sweet little thing.”

Vrix’s glimmering eyes were glued to her cunt, Thase observing for a moment before making his way to her upper body.

“You’re a desperate little slut, aren’t you?” he asked, eyes narrowed into a glare. “We’re going to enjoy you.”

Before Giselle could will away the arousal building in her core, Thase whipped his hand around her throat, gripping tightly. Another tendril coiled out of his arm, just like Vrix’s, this one slithering up her chin and across her lips.

“Open up, pet,” he hissed, pressing the tentacle past her lips no matter how desperately she tried to keep them shut.

A strange, salty musk filled her mouth as the tentacle brushed over her teeth and tongue, probing her gently for a few moments before shoving down her throat.

Giselle gagged, tears burning at the corners of her eyes as she tried to focus on keeping down whatever food was in her stomach. Her heart was beating like a drum, so fast she was scared it would burst out of her chest.

She tried to scream again, though the tentacle in her mouth muffled the sound. The two monsters looked at her, eyes narrowed as tears ran down her face.

Vrix retracted the tentacle, and Thase did the same, but she didn’t stop screaming, the shrilling sound reverberating through the room.

“Would you shut her up?” Thase griped, turning and disappearing into the darkness.