you mine. No want to live without my Aunna .” His arms around my waist tightened, his words stuck a deep cord within, waking me up to the fact I slowly, day by day, have been falling in love with him.
I stroked a comforting hand through his hair, fighting against the emotions swirling within. I can’t love him. Why? The question pounded down with the force of a hammer blow in my mind. I knew why. After already loosing so much from my life, just like Morrdrook, I would have no will to live without him. It scared the hell out of me.
* * * *
A few days later, I was relieved to find I wasn’t the only one who started their period, made me feel guilty, for knowing I wasn’t the only on e in such a desperate situation or facing the prospect of the Druel killing us for not getting pregnant.
I gave credit to the strength and determination of the Zakiu men, hearing many of them vow to try harder to impregnate their women. From the grins on the women’s faces, they were willing to let them.
Morrdrook was so sweet to cut up a cloth I could use as padding until my bleeding passed. Once it did, Morrdrook took his duty towards me even more seriously. I could barely walk, let alone have strength left for anything else. Heck, if I was going to die, this was how I wanted to go, death by countless orgasms.
Those who didn’t get their periods were watched expectantly, the whole place holding its breath waiting for news—good or bad.
The days became a repetitive pattern of training, eating and fighting in the arena. The free time , when Morrdrook wasn’t making love to me, we talked about each other's home. It was strange how time spent with Morrdrook seemed like no time at all.
It was breakfast, the day of the final battle with the Hurl beasts, when Joan broke her news.
“I’m pregnant , ” s he blurted out when Makkiu pulled her onto his lap, a beaming smile of pride across his white face. She glanced up at him and smiled.
Both Abby I stared at her in stunned silence.
“How do you know?” Abby beat me to the question.
“The Druel have, um, scanners; y ou need to ask the octopus robots. They scanned me and well…”
Abby didn't start her period either and glanced at Nular “I want to check, too.”
He nodded and helped her from the bench. I sighed heavily, watching them walk away. Before pulling my attention back to Joan, my head spun with the uncertainty of whether to congratulate the couple or burst into tears.
“At least we now know it's possible, congratulations.” I managed after a moment, knowing she secured a chance of living.
Morrdrook’s arm wrapped around me, lifted and sat me on his lap. I leaned into the security and warmth of his body. He kissed the top of my head.
“We will have our own, patience, my Aunna .” He rumbled softly near my ear. I nodded, swallowing down the heart-sized lump in my throat. My mind swirled with doubts. What if I couldn’t get pregnant as easily as Joan?
“Tonight is our last battle. We have more to fight for than our own breath.” Morrdrook looked directly at Makkiu’s proud face.
“More to protect, this time we try harder.”
I had a small inkling of what they were talking about; both Joan and I glanced between our men.
“Soon brother, first we kill the beasts, then we plan.”
“It will be good to go home.”
“What are you talking about?” I studied Morrdrook’s hardened expression.
“Talk later, when arrive home, must have silence.” He nodded towards one of the hovering bots in the meal room. Curious, but also sensible, I shut my mouth and nodded. My questions can wait.
Morrdrook picked up my favorite , strawberry flavored cube. “Must eat, keep up strength.”
I had the sudden urge to giggle, knowing how much strength I needed to keep up with Morrdrook’s hungry sexual appetite. He was becoming more than my tower of strength and comforting presence, he is an addiction. Every touch, every kiss, every slide of his cock deep inside my
I stroked a comforting hand through his hair, fighting against the emotions swirling within. I can’t love him. Why? The question pounded down with the force of a hammer blow in my mind. I knew why. After already loosing so much from my life, just like Morrdrook, I would have no will to live without him. It scared the hell out of me.
* * * *
A few days later, I was relieved to find I wasn’t the only one who started their period, made me feel guilty, for knowing I wasn’t the only on e in such a desperate situation or facing the prospect of the Druel killing us for not getting pregnant.
I gave credit to the strength and determination of the Zakiu men, hearing many of them vow to try harder to impregnate their women. From the grins on the women’s faces, they were willing to let them.
Morrdrook was so sweet to cut up a cloth I could use as padding until my bleeding passed. Once it did, Morrdrook took his duty towards me even more seriously. I could barely walk, let alone have strength left for anything else. Heck, if I was going to die, this was how I wanted to go, death by countless orgasms.
Those who didn’t get their periods were watched expectantly, the whole place holding its breath waiting for news—good or bad.
The days became a repetitive pattern of training, eating and fighting in the arena. The free time , when Morrdrook wasn’t making love to me, we talked about each other's home. It was strange how time spent with Morrdrook seemed like no time at all.
It was breakfast, the day of the final battle with the Hurl beasts, when Joan broke her news.
“I’m pregnant , ” s he blurted out when Makkiu pulled her onto his lap, a beaming smile of pride across his white face. She glanced up at him and smiled.
Both Abby I stared at her in stunned silence.
“How do you know?” Abby beat me to the question.
“The Druel have, um, scanners; y ou need to ask the octopus robots. They scanned me and well…”
Abby didn't start her period either and glanced at Nular “I want to check, too.”
He nodded and helped her from the bench. I sighed heavily, watching them walk away. Before pulling my attention back to Joan, my head spun with the uncertainty of whether to congratulate the couple or burst into tears.
“At least we now know it's possible, congratulations.” I managed after a moment, knowing she secured a chance of living.
Morrdrook’s arm wrapped around me, lifted and sat me on his lap. I leaned into the security and warmth of his body. He kissed the top of my head.
“We will have our own, patience, my Aunna .” He rumbled softly near my ear. I nodded, swallowing down the heart-sized lump in my throat. My mind swirled with doubts. What if I couldn’t get pregnant as easily as Joan?
“Tonight is our last battle. We have more to fight for than our own breath.” Morrdrook looked directly at Makkiu’s proud face.
“More to protect, this time we try harder.”
I had a small inkling of what they were talking about; both Joan and I glanced between our men.
“Soon brother, first we kill the beasts, then we plan.”
“It will be good to go home.”
“What are you talking about?” I studied Morrdrook’s hardened expression.
“Talk later, when arrive home, must have silence.” He nodded towards one of the hovering bots in the meal room. Curious, but also sensible, I shut my mouth and nodded. My questions can wait.
Morrdrook picked up my favorite , strawberry flavored cube. “Must eat, keep up strength.”
I had the sudden urge to giggle, knowing how much strength I needed to keep up with Morrdrook’s hungry sexual appetite. He was becoming more than my tower of strength and comforting presence, he is an addiction. Every touch, every kiss, every slide of his cock deep inside my
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