“You literally just said it all goes away,” she groaned, wiping tears away from her eyes.
“Over and over again, it does,” I growled. “Does that justify giving up? Get the fuck up and give in to your intuition for once. For the moment, life is only for fucking and fighting.”
I pushed away from her and walked over to an open door leading to a black room. A sign overhead read: Specimen Room.
“Where are you going? We have no time. Juliana will be searching for you.”
“Quiet,” I said.
I stepped into the darkness and admired the sense of privacy it gave. The inside was cold and lined with various containers filled with human DNA. “Those are the samples,” she said.
I took one in my hand and crushed it, walking out.
“I will be the one to impregnate you. I will help you finish your work as you helped me,” I said.
“Yes, my work,” she said, hypnotized.
The room reeked of sex, and all I could think was to ruin it some more. “Humans think it is selfish to care about a legacy of kin, but, at the very least, your work could prove to be important to your species,” I said.
She stuttered and inched back until she hit the wall. The lights turned off, and I met her, inhaling the air that moved alongside her hair, smiling as she allowed her shirt to fall below her shoulders. When she pushed away from my body, I could sense the fear, the excitement, and the perverted craving she had kept at bay.
I was the man who admired the dread. It was in my design. It was how I fucked. It was how I survived. But, in the end, I would be the only man who could give the woman her power back.
I pushed her toward the center of the room, against the operating table. “Sit and be good. I will take your sadness away from you,” I rumbled, hand drifting down her soft cheek.
She smiled. “And what if I refuse? What if I scream?”
I coursed my hand up to her neck and squeezed, feeling the soft parts of her that made my cock harder. She was so brittle. “It would be my pleasure to crack you like a clam.”
Our lips crushed together, and her taste was like stepping into heaven. I closed my eyes, hearing her burst into quick and covetous breaths. Her tongue brushed softly against mine as I cradled the back of her head and felt stronger than anything in the entire cosmos.
With her, I could forget about what had happened. The destruction, the burning embers of my civilization. All of it was gone now, and it didn’t seem to matter.
The universe was a desolate wasteland, but these were the moments that made it worthwhile.
8
Mia
“What am I doing?” I asked as I pulled against the chains.
“Mouth shut, pussy up,” he said.
I should have been scared, and everything he told me made me think about my chances of surviving. However, with him, I was fertile. I could have a real family.
“Just close your eyes and breathe,” he said, lips tenderly clasping my ear to kiss. “I will please you before it starts to hurt.”
Hurt?
He kissed my neck. Shivers ran through my body, rocking me with both shock and delight. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. If I’d fought harder to get away, he would easily stop me. Besides, I wasn’t even sure I wanted to get away.
Starting to lower myself onto the surgical bed, I sucked in a huge breath. The dizziness of lust rushed through me.
He tore through my clothes, exposing my body. And though I couldn’t see a fucking thing, I knew he could. And I could feel him pulsating.
I placed my feet onto the supports and felt a creeping excitement. I was spread open for him, trembling and practically regretting every decision I had just made.
But what choice did I have? He was unlike anything I had ever seen.