Page 47 of The Thren's Fated

“Oh? What are you going to do to me this time?”

“Not all of my surprises entail fucking you, amoreth.”

That word again, the one he refused to explain.

As the minutes ticked by, Lena’s eyes fluttered shut, heavy with exhaustion, and though she told herself it would just be for a minute, the connection was too comfortable to break.

INTERLUDE

She is so peaceful when she sleeps, I could watch her like this forever and never tire of the sight. I want to touch her, I want to be inside her, but the last thing I need to do is to frighten her more, not after she gave in to me so sweetly. She pretends she doesn’t believe, but deep down she knows it’s true. I’m not sure I can hold back on the joining, not with the way she begged for my cum as if her body knows exactly what would bond us forever.

CHAPTER 15

Lena stirred, yawning deeply as her eyes fluttered open.

It took her a moment to realize where she was; on a strange ship, in the arms of the Thren who had abducted her. Screl was grinning down at her as she curled into the crook of his arm, a tentacle petting gently through her hair.

“Did you give me something?” she asked, immediately suspicious.

Screl narrowed his eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“To sleep. You know, a muscle relaxer or whatever.”

“No, I did not.”

Lena reveled in the energy filling her body. She was still a little sore from last night, but otherwise refreshed and alert, even without a single sip of traxaccino. She didn’t know the last time she’d felt so ready to start the day, at least not without a medical aid.

“Did you sleep well, little human?”

“Not bad, I guess.”

Screl shook his head, tsking.

“Why must you lie to me?”

In what galaxy did he have a right to accuse her of anything?

“Why did you have to kidnap me?”

Screl’s eyes widened for a split second before he resumed his nonchalant look, though she knew she had flustered him because it took him a few moments to compose a response.

“I… may have acted without thinking.”

“May have?” she repeated, eyes narrowed into a glare.

“I asked you nicely first, didn’t I?” he said with a shrug, only infuriating her further.

“And I said no.”

In a flash of movement, Screl scooped her up and positioned her so that she straddled his lap, reminiscent of last night. The silky sheets covered his lower half, but she knew what prizes she’d find underneath, two cocks ready to give her exactly what she wanted. Tentacles restrained her arms as if anticipating her reaction, and she didn’t even bother to fight it.

Screl leaned forward, craning his neck so his whisper prickled the skin under her ear.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy waking up with me on top of you. I can be inside you next time, if that’s how you’d prefer to start your day.”

A flare of anger pulsed through her, and not just because of his vile words. No, what was worse was that she did want that, enjoyed the lewd way he spoke to her.