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Chapter 4
Cassiopeia
He makes me come… several times in his quest to ease my soreness. By the time he is done, I am limp, insensible with pleasure, and have no idea where I am.
There is a giant alien with me in the furs, smirking down at me. The evidence of my pleasure glistens on his lips.
His grin says he is well pleased with himself.
Kastor.
My rescuer.
My alien master who has claimed me as his pet.
"Come," he says. "Let us clean you up."
He lifts me from the bed and carries me to a crude shower, which, as I suspected, is little more than a spout jutting from the stone cell wall.
The water is cool and refreshing. It also wakes me up.
Although I was just gripping his horns while he made me come with his head between my legs, I suddenly feel shy.
He tips my chin as the water pelts over us andI shiver as I see much in that look.
"What will happen now?" I ask.
"A shuttle is coming. It will take you to a safe place while we catch those who played a part in your abduction. The ringleaders of the organization are still at large. You will remain under protection until they can be brought to justice."
"Oh," I say, feeling small and alone. More alone than I have felt in my life. I don't want this to end. I want to hold onto the fantasy where I belong to Kastor, and we spend the rest of our lives learning about one another, where we have cute alien-human children together, where I can paint and be free.
Only freedom is not for me. My home is sullied by all that happened. Kastor will move on and rescue someone else.
My lips tighten, and I feel mutinous as I consider him rescuing someone else.
He smirks.
I do not like his smirk. It is very knowing, like he can read my mind, and I don't appreciate it one bit.
"What is going on in your head? You look fit to murder someone. I have a bad feeling it is me."
"You will not be rescuing anyone else," I announce, my chin tipping up.
He dares to chuckle. "I see."
"You are making fun of me!"
"My sweet pet," he says, lifting me from the floor and carrying me back to the furs, where he selects one to dry me. "Were you somehow confused when I said I was your master, that I was claiming you as my pet?"
He sits on the side of the bed and draws me between his thighs. My eyes want to stray toward his cock, so he pulls a pelt over it to hide it.
I huff.
He grins. "It is all yours, my pet. But we have a need for conversation, and I can see you are greedy and distracted by the sight of it." He pulls me closer, and his big alien eyes stare into mine. "There will be no more rescuing. You are mine, claimed, and mastered." He brushes the wet hair back from my cheeks. "Is that what you wish? To be mine. To be my pet?"
I nod, feeling tears sting my eyes because I do. "Yes. But how?" I spread my hands in askance.
"We will work it out, together," he says. "Besides, you are not yet bred, and I will apply myself more diligently to this task."
