A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Despite my best efforts my voice trembled softly. Usually when they looked at me like this their needs were almost uncontrollable. I hoped they would understand my desire for the bedroom. But, it was foolish of me to have ever doubted.

Kein’s hand fell away and Evan straightened up immediately. Damien’s face lost the look of rampant desire as he spoke.

“You are quite attractive to us like this,” he said sounding apologetic and slightly formal.

“We would very much Like to be back at home with you.”

“Come,” Christof said motioning me to our transport, he put his hand on my lower back and steered me to stand in the middle as the rest of the family jumped on.

Kein wasted no time in starting the machine and raising it off the ground. We were in the air a moment Later.

Other than Christof’s hand laying Lightly on my back, no one else touched me. I Looked up at them and saw their faces each held the same nearly blank expression as they looked forward. Whatever they were thinking about had their entire attention.

Christof caught me looking at him and smiled down at me. His head dipped until his mouth was at my ear.

“We want you very much,” he said calmly, “and right now. My Brothers have never lost their control in a public place before. You are…so tempting to us.”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

I watched as he stood back up and looked forward again. His face held the same calm, stoic demeanor. Knowing how badly they wanted me, I shivered at the implication of the hand on my back. Even waiting, they didn’t want to Lose physical contact.

Kein dropped us right at our door today. I followed Damien off and into our quarters. Three of the Brothers followed me inside and we stood in the anteroom for a moment. The transport obviously had to be taken downstairs and I wasn’t sure what to do with the few moments before Kein arrived.

“Perhaps I should bathe?” I asked looking up into Christof’s eyes, he still looked stoic and calm like he had on the transport.

“Of course,” he answered beginning to remove the damp fabric from my skin.

We moved to the shower room where Bane started the water and moved out of its way. I stepped beneath the spray and let it hit my head and run down into my hair. Lifting the thick weight in my hands and twisting, I rung out the excess. The water felt wonderful on my over heated skin as it hit my bare back.

Turning to face the showers I let the water hit my face and breasts. The steady drum over my nipples made me remember the slight stimulation Kein had given them. I felt them flush and rise in preparation for more attention. The water couldn’t take the burgeoning flush out of my cheeks as it rinsed the sweat away.

Strangely enough, no one was touching me. Perhaps the men wouldn’t bathe me tonight. Maybe they were waiting for Kein in the other room. Arching in the water, I stretched out my tired muscles. The exercise had been fun, but strenuous.

Where was my family anyway? I never bathed alone. Wondering about the men, my hand strayed over my bare stomach and down to my hip. I missed the gentle massage that always was part of my baths.

A low groan made me open my eyes and turn.

ALL five of my men were fully clothed and watching me. They stood in a tight semicircle just outside the spray of the showers. Not one of them had even bothered to take off their boots. If the looks in the yard had been dangerous, now they were downright feral.

It had been a long time since I’d been tempted to call them Master or felt the urge to back away. The raw hunger that seemed to consume them right now made me feel slightly nervous. There was power in my vulnerability, though. I’d never seen them look at another woman the way they looked at me. No one else raised this emotion in them. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I stretched a second time with my arms raised above my head. Slowly bringing them down I passed my hands Lightly over my own nipples and held my breasts out, for a moment, in offering. My fingers skimmed along my ribs and down to stroke across the cleft between my thighs.

“Do you want to wash me?” I asked seductively. “I could do it myself if you all are busy.”

Their boots were gone, quickly followed by shirts and pants. Evan was done first and I took a half step back as he quickly approached.