Page 80 of Galaxy Circus Act One

She rolls her eyes. “Okay, fine, you’ve made your point. Give me the weapon for noisy crickets.”

Noisy crickets? “What are these noisy crickets?” I ask, putting the cannon back where it belongs, moving over to thehandheld weapons, and grabbing a laser gun for her. “Are these dangerous creatures from Earth that I’ve never heard about?”

She waves a hand. “No, I was being silly. Ignore me. What have you got there?”

“This is a laser gun, and each of them are coded to the user, which means once it reads your blood, it won’t work for anyone else in case you lose it during a fight. This way, no one can pick it up and use it on you.”

“Oh, that is a great idea, I like that.” She holds her hand out.

“It’s shaped similarly to a human gun, and built into the trigger is a little needle-like protrusion. When you wrap your finger around it, it will puncture your finger. You’ll feel a small prick, and then it will numb the area. It will not fire unless that needle is in your skin, reading your blood. This is a new weapon, so it will code itself to your blood, and it only needs a drop in the little reservoir in the top. Once it reads it, it will seal closed and the gun’s yours. Basically, it’s point and shoot, and don’t point it at anything you don’t want to kill. There is no stun option on this gun, it is set to kill every time. You may get away with a flesh wound if you hit a limb, but laser injuries are nasty, and if you hit them anywhere on the body, it will destroy anything that lies in its path.”

She yanks her hand back in horror. “Nope. No way. Not happening. That’s too much.” She shakes her head and backs up.

“No, Lila, you saw the yalani. It was coming for you, and this is the type of weapon that will stop it. A lot of alien species run on instinct before logic, and this is your only chance if no one else is around to help you.”

She sighs. “Fine, but what should I use to cut my finger to get blood for the top of it?” There’s a knife display in one of the cabinets, and she goes over to it and pulls out a Vilaxian dagger. It’s standard military issue and designed to never get blunt. She drags her thumb across the point, and a drop of blood appearson the wounded flesh just before a tantalizing smell, spicy and sweet, hits my nostrils and they flare. My cock hardens instantly, and my fangs lengthen and start to drip. It’s not my usual venom, but the venom designed to seal two people together for a lifetime.

My blood rose!

CHAPTER TEN

Xavier

After Lila leaves me, I dissolve into mist and move through my quarters in search of my harem. They have retreated to their own communal living space to help Mithus and the two girls recover. Why the three of them were in my space, I don’t know, and it’s just another thing they have done to piss me off recently. They are under the delusion that they mean more to me than just a source of energy and an occasional fuck. I have always made it clear that a relationship is not in the cards. I’d always held out hope that I had an intimate out there, much like my parents. The anger I feel now, knowing that they hid it and didn’t tell me, is immense. There’s also a sense of relief, though, like a long wait has finally come to an end. But before I deal with my parents, I need to deal with my wayward harem.

As I slide under the door of their quarters, angry voices greet my ears, and instead of coalescing, I hover unseen to eavesdrop on their conversation. The room smells like sex, so I guess they have started trying to heal Mithus already.

“That fucking bitch. It’s her fault that Xavier almost killed Mithus,” Elyan rages, not taking my rejection well. “And now he’s putting her before all of us. I will not stand for it. She needs to go.”

“Elyan, be careful. She is the boss men’s granddaughter,” Nambra, the redhead who was caught in the Mithus crossfire, rasps from where she’s reclined on their couch. Topirey, my Dionall harem member, is giving her head to help her recover from my anger. Her hands are clasped onto the foliage on his head as his long tongue works over her clit and folds. His teeth are sharp and dangerous, but he knows how to use them to create the perfect balance of pleasure and pain. It’s why he’s in my harem in the first place.

“The Adams are not our boss, only Xavier can dictate to us. You know what he’s like. His attention span is short, so if we get rid of her, he will forget about her and put his focus back on us,” Elyan continues, freely speaking her traitorous words, and my blood boils.

“I don’t think you are right, Elyan,” Sinath, my Rasque harem member, tells her, his clicking sounds translating into Skarrian through my implanted translator. His mouth is unable to form words like a humanoid, but he excels at sucking dick. It seems his intelligence may need to be rewarded too. “Xavier has shown more interest in the human girl than he’s shown anyone else before. I think you would find yourself dead if you got rid of her.”

Mithus groans as Lexus, the dark-haired warlock who attacked Lila, rides both of his cocks. Her ass and vagina bulge as she undulates, her head thrown back in pleasure. Although Mithus does not absorb power nor feed on emotions like a warlock does, Lexus can feed her power into him as they fuck to heal him. So while she heals herself, she heals him at the same time.

The three remaining members of my harem watch on in silence. Zanorn is a metamorph and can take on any form I want him to, and if I had to name a favorite harem member, it would be him. When he’s in his natural form, he’s a blank slate with no discernible features, just a humanoid-shaped body, his skin a gray color with no markings. He’s sitting with Ara and Jastia, the last of the warlocks in my harem. Both women are quiet and unassuming and don’t involve themselves with gossip or intrigue. They feel no jealousy and are aware of their role in my harem, and because of this, they are also in my top three. The three of them will survive what happens next, but I am not sure if the others will.

“No, he is only being kind to her because he wants to keep the Adams brothers happy. Why he bows down to the pathetic Skarrians, I have no clue. He could be home on Westalin, living the good life, but instead he’s a lackey for this damn circus. He could at least get rid of the Adams brothers and run the damn thing.”

Such traitorous words from my harem member, and it sounds like this is not the first time she’s had these thoughts. Have I misjudged their loyalty and turned a blind eye because I enjoyed feeding on them?

“Be very careful what you say, Elyan, your words border on treason. If you want to get rid of Lila, then you will need to do it so it looks like an accident, but as for the boss men, I would leave them alone for now,” Sinath cautions the devious bitch, and he was doing so well. With those words, he just became a coconspirator.

I continue to listen and see if they will dig themselves a deeper grave while feeding off the sexual energy everyone is putting off. I’m basically stealing it so that the ones who are trying to heal won’t be able to. I wonder how long it will take for them to notice they are not healing. I watch as Topireyextends a limb toward Nambra. It changes shape from a hand-like appendage until it is one solid branch. He doesn’t bother smoothing off the surface, so it penetrates Nambra with a slightly sharp end and bark-like skin. She arches off the couch, her moan one of painful pleasure as he fucks her with it. His tongue and teeth continue to work her sexual organs. Warlocks are pleasure pain sluts, some worse than others, but we all like it occasionally.

Although warlocks look much like a humanoid species, our genitals differ slightly. While we still have cocks and cunts, we also have additional pleasure organs. The best way to describe them would be small tentacles that sit where a clit would be for human females. They are not long, probably only two Earth inches, and they have the same kind of sensitivity as a human clit, but they are able to tangle with the tentacles of a male warlock, which kind of locks the two warlocks together. The male’s tentacles are around the base of our cocks. They caress and stroke each other when they interlock, creating a whole other level of sexual pleasure.

A squeal has me dragging my attention away from Nambra and Topirey and onto Mithus and Lexus. Lexus has started squealing, so I guess the barbs in Mithus’s cocks have activated. They pierce the vaginal walls when he gets close to his climax to lock you in place so he can deposit all of his seed inside you. It’s quite a painful sensation, but when he comes, it feels amazing, because it’s hot and has a chemical in it which triggers an orgasm in the recipient.

She’s barely moving, and he’s grunting and groaning like an emaciated lastovian hog. It really is the most unattractive sound, which is why I only fuck him when I feel like having two cocks in my ass, and that isn’t very often, to be honest. I can also always ask Zanorn to give me two cocks, and that is much moreenjoyable. I mainly use him to suck me off. His toothless mouth has the most amazing suction action.

“What kind of accident could we cause?” Elyan talks out loud as I draw in all the sexual energy, gorging on it to punish my harem a little more. I can’t believe none of them have noticed that I am here.

“I want nothing to do with any of this,” Zanorn announces, standing up and drawing Ara and Jastia with him.

“You are going to get yourselves killed,” Ara warns.