A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

The other men told me to rest and went quietly into the main room after closing the thick leather flap between the two rooms.

“She told you to watch me, didn’t she?” I asked Bane.

“Sleep, Ciara,” he ordered.

I turned to look at him and he looked back at me.

“Go to sleep,” he repeated.

I stayed quiet but watched him. He wasn’t closing his eyes and he didn’t look like a man trying to take a nap.

“Yes,” he finally sighed. “Nu-reeh wants us to watch you today. She said you would be weak. We are to provide what you need. Now rest or she will be angry.”

Feeling safe and protected, I did as he ordered.

I slept soundly until Hannah decided it was time to eat. She probably alerted everyone in the cave system with her screeching. I was so surprised by the sound I stumbled out of bed thinking it was an alarm in the compound.

Standing confused and bleary in the middle of the room, I just couldn’t get my bearing fast enough.

“Ciara, we beg you to make her stop,” Kein pleaded coming through the leather flap.

Bane was sitting up in the bed looking very amused at my confusion.

I picked up the screaming little girl and guided her to a nipple. She had gotten herself too worked up and continued to scream. Damien and his Brothers looked more and more worried as the noise continued.

Softly, I sang to her as I sat at the edge of the bed. I didn’t know songs in their language, so I sang in English. Hannah relaxed at the sound and calmed down enough to take what she wanted.

“I am jealous,” Kein said flopping onto the bed and watching Hannah suckle.

“If you touch them now, Nu-reeh will probably cut your lips off,” Bane commented.

“Let’s not give her any ideas,” Christof laughed sitting next to me.

Christof watched Hannah over my shoulder.

“Not too close, Brother,” Damien warned from across the room.

“I’m not touching,” Christof protested, “only looking. She never said we couldn’t look at the girl.”

Hannah opened her eyes and looked at Christof. She backed off the nipple and hissed loudly at him. I felt her tiny wings fluttering on her back. His presence irritated her severely.

“Hush, Hannah,” I crooned. “Christof is my friend. He won’t hurt you. Take something to eat.”

“Man,” Hannah said simply and hissed again.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“Yes, man,” I told her, “not bad, though. He is a friend.”

Sharp little eyes continued to watch Christof as she went back to the breast. The separation of the sexes was a deeply ingrained instinct here. It was so strange. I’d never seen anything like it before.

If it wasn’t for my mother’s nose squarely in the middle of her face, I wouldn’t know Hannah was mine. Really, except for that and the milky white skin, she looked Paterian.

“Do the little boys talk when they are born?” I asked the general group.

Not the way Hannah talked, that was for sure.

“The young boys speak some when they are delivered to the Child Keepers, but not like her,” Kein said watching Hannah. “The Child Keepers also taught us about the world. We didn’t know anything when we were born.”

Damien groused and Hannah turned her head to look at him. “The females are even born stronger than us. No wonder things are like they are,” he continued sitting down. “Did we ever have a chance?”

Hannah’s scream caught all of us off guard.

“Feed it more!” Evan demanded.

Other things upset babies on Earth, like wet diapers and I had not checked Hannah.

“I need another towel like this,” I pointed as I laid Hannah on the bed and took her diaper off.

Evan quickly brought in a fresh towel and he cut it to the size I wanted hurriedly. Hannah’s messy diaper was taken from me. Once she was clean and dry, she started to fuss again stating she was hungry, so I put her back on the breast.

“All she does is scream,” Evan mourned.

“That’s normal,” I told him. “It’s worse with babies on Earth because they can’t speak, so you never know what they want.”

“She’s going to kill us. I can feel it,” Evan said flopping next to Damien.

“Who’s going to kill you?” I asked.

“Nu-reeh, she told us she would have our heads if anything happened to the girl. I’m sure she won’t like all the screaming. We are dead men,” he moaned.

Christof laughed. “She told us the child would call out when it needed things,” he reminded them. “She said we would be in trouble if the child was left wanting or was harmed. The girl is happy now. We must just help Ciara keep the child fed and happy.”

Evan grunted and Damien put a comforting arm around his shoulders. “We have survived worse, I’m sure,” he said.

Hannah sucked until she was full and then she was back asleep in my arms. I tried to put her down and she cried out.

“Perhaps you should hold her,” Christof offered helpfully.

I turned slightly and kissed his cheek. In return he leaned down and kissed at my shoulder.

Slowly, I maneuvered myself back up the bed to lay down. Wincing and moving carefully I finally made it. I placed Hannah to lay over my upper stomach and chest.

“You are in pain,” Christof appraised watching my face as I moved my legs around.

“Birthing is hard for humans and I’d never done it before today,” I said trying to find a comfortable way to lay.

They brought in the cream again. The bulky towel between my legs was removed and they coated me in the healing salve. Kein took Hannah’s time to rest as an opportunity and he was the one who coated my nipples.

“I miss them already,” he sighed lingering on the sensitive tissue.

“If Nu-reeh catches you playing with Hannah’s food source…” Damien threatened while watching the main room.

Kein sighed and backed away, but I was pleased. He had used the name I had given our daughter. Hopefully Nu-reeh would not try to change it.

Christof stretched out beside me and looked into the sleeping face on my chest. I looked down at Hannah, too. Dry and clean you could really see her resemblance to Damien. Her short tuft of hair was almost blue it was so black. The shape of her face also resembled his strong lines.

“You are right,” he said, “the hair is like Damien’s. When they are open, her eyes also look like his. From what the women said that is a good thing. Damien made a strong daughter, she has survived well.”