OBS: Hi, I'm making available here the full version of the chapter that hasn't been posted yet. The whole story was very long and I chose to divide it in volumes, giving the possibility of the volumes to be read separately. Whoever follows the collection will notice what I say.
Earth year 2025
Zorack Reflections
My insomnia had become something chronic.When kalael gave in to the trap I had set for him ... I was fucked.
Well, when you come from another planet, everything is different. Their food there was ... What can I say? In Édrin, the food included a protein diet based on insects that we grew. My favorite dish had always been denatured grasshoppers as an appetizer. At least, until you reach N'Tirlay.
You can imagine that in city ships we didn't have cows or chickens. Personally what I liked most was a pork chop steak. It went with everything, from a good cup of coffee or that black carbonated drink. I need to remember not to mix Coke with coffee! The Pleidian just stared at me in horror. Curse! I had lived for years like any slave in the Neutral Zone. There was not much choice to eat.
There was movement and lights in the laboratory. A few days ago the doctor was complaining that some blood bags were disappearing and that worried me. I was even more concerned if someone at the base was a host among us. So, in addition to coffee, I also had other reasons that made me sleepy. There was Angel. Oh, and of course the beautiful redhead. My apologies were without much creativity to avoid the doctor's daughter. What bothered me most, however, was Angel's coldness avoiding all my approach. If the problem was the redhead, she could keep her distance if Angel was more willing to talk.
Only the last thing I could have imagined was the scene there. I went into the laboratory and stopped dead. I couldn't believe it. he could scream furiously like an old bear, or he could advance on Spike. He managed to be a kid with those irritants. What the hell was going on there? Even more when he hid serious things about which he should have been informed.
-You shouldn't be here! - I replied in a bad mood. - Do you want to explain what you do after the curfew outside the dorms?
My face showed a sour expression. It was always for that unbearable teenager that Angel ran. And it was not jealous at all. But of course not! Two hundred years could bring a lot of experience. And it wasn't working with those natives. I was over two hundred years old and didn't know how to deal with a hellish teenager! It was absurd!
-She fell...
I heard Spike stutter, sniffing the lie. And finally I looked at Angel.
-Angel! - I called and stopped worried.
She showed no reaction and after that slap ... Bo, I must admit that my ego was terribly shaken. In general, company was never a problem. My partners never complained. Except that Angel ... I fumbled and seemed to do everything, but everything was wrong. Girl hard to please.
She was not that demanding when she was little.
Only there was no one competing with her.
Damn, was she jealous of that redhead? The idea was so absurd that I could laugh. It was just sex. Inevitably I looked for trouble wanting more. Just remembering Angel's moans in my arms made me go crazy.
-Hells! - I was also very good at assimilating new languages and expressions. - What's going on around here? Do you want to explain to me why you took Angel out of the security of the dormitories and so late? It's not safe! And if something ...
My complaints did not end there. I didn't even bother to hear banal explanations from the annoying boy. I ran to Angel with pins in the back of my head and faced Spike possessed.
Damn the devils! I had been a host to K'Aldriants. He knew the needs of those creatures better than he would like. And perhaps weaknesses. There was still no really effective weapon against them, but the lack of food deprived them of strength and skills.
I swore mentally and bravely ready to punch Spike.
-No one from the crew explained to you that she could have a crisis like that? Arrogant and unbearable kid. If something happens to her ...
-Epa, alien doctor. Spike looked at me offended. - I didn't decide to play doctor here!
play doctor? I could very well show a certain Spike that he didn't like the comment at all. And I didn't even want to know about the boy's sexual preferences. All I cared about was her. My look was murderous as I lifted the girl in my arms in front of Spike. She was cold and unconscious. The face as pale as death.
-How come crisis? Spike asked in distress. - She never had that before. Do you know what she has? We don't have to worry about the viruses they bring if you ...
I could choke Spike, but Angel needed help.
- It's not a virus, kid. - I denied the ridiculous. - She's not one of you. It is an edriana. Need...
I swallowed insanity and went to where my room was, sputtering out the words.
I still didn't feel ready to tell the whole truth. Not yet! Our ancestors had fled, but they carried the virus in their blood asymptomatically. The process had been slow. We suffered from a disorder in certain enzymes that were precursors to heme, an essential component of hemoglobin in the blood. It was a functional deficiency in the process of synthesis of heme, in the blood.
In a nutshell, some of those humans could call the invaders practically vampires with superpowers. For years, our scientists had looked for alternatives to avoid complications with the subject. I was thinking about what we would have become without the treatments. What would have happened if an Edrian did not have access to the drugs they injected into our bodies? Sexual maturity somehow seemed to activate the latent genes that we carried in childhood without explanation.
Angel was shaking uncontrollably when I laid her on the bed. I could feel my heart out of control in arrhythmia and tachycardia. She was going to have a seizure. It was a show that I didn't want to watch after the confusion in that hospital and without medication.
-Damn it, you fool! - I huffed angrily. - You want to tell me just what? Why didn't you tell me? I will warn you that all my patience is on the line. Even more when you decide to risk yourself like that without any need, unhappy. I don't like to be deceived.
Where was the damn porphyrin inhibitor? Ah, hell. In high concentrations they were toxic to a body.
Fuck! She hadn't trusted me to say that! It's because? Fear? Rage? Shame?
-No ... - Angel tried to move my hands away as soon as he seemed to return to consciousness.
I examined her eyes, noticing the blue tint in their white. I hardly cared about her weak protests and I took the shirt she was wearing and ripped it up in fury. I finally saw the inhibitor and examined her skin at the level of her breasts where it was applied.
-Very good! Quiet! It takes effect fast! Anyway, there's nothing here that I haven't seen or tasted, girl! -warranty with relief.- It will relieve you.
Damn it! They were beautiful breasts, the beaks seeming to beg for attention. My throat ran dry and I cleared my throat awkwardly. It was a temptation how she managed to put me in those situations. It was not the time to do what he wanted. It was testing the limit of a saint!
Her body was slowly beginning to relax. That temperamental girl had touched me from the first moment. We were then just two children in the midst of destruction waiting for rescue. That was before they decided to take it away.
I looked at Angel there as if it were the first time. Just as he had done like a clumsy fool when she had bathed in the bathtub without knowing he was watching her. I wanted her in my bed. Sex with a pleidian was not that good, although it was better than the virtual hologram. I imagined a female of my species with a dry throat. Remembering Angel touching that miserable bath still made my blood run fast in my veins. I touched the weight of the body on the legs without relieving the discomfort. My cock showed that I did not agree that it was not the time.
She wasn't supposed to have reacted so furiously because of the redhead. Damn it! It was just sex. I had fucked hard and liked it. Angel had totally ignored me. Two weeks. She had watched Angel's short skirts from afar, admiring her legs with a hard member and her throbbing groin. And now she was half-naked in my bed, just wearing a bra and me again with my erection stuck in my pants.
-Angel ... - I called low and sighed.
He knew that the inhibitor would take effect quickly and she would sleep. Very slowly, my fingers ran across the smooth, soft skin. Did I say that women on my planet no longer had that part of anatomy? The sight of small breasts was a temptation. I still remembered in detail the sight of her naked body coming out of the bath without knowing that I was in that room. The hunch of her hips as she walked to get that hairdryer. I had already managed to imagine having that girl in every possible position and in several places. It wouldn't be long before they started to embarrass me in those erotic dreams.
I imagined the sensation of her sitting on my lap. Riding my hard member or else that cheeky mouth delighting in ...
I slowly let go of the lingerie and they jumped pleasantly into my hands. It could make me burn in hell! It was burning with lust. I really wish that no one else had touched her. The pink tone of the nipples ... I wanted to nibble, lick and suck those nipples that begged for attention. I wanted to taste her. It was a damn thing how she got that white lace set.
Was ... was she still a virgin? I wanted my dick inside her. Slower still, light fingers pulled on the damn short skirt that hallucinated me. It was white, lacy underwear. It is provocative for someone excited and thirsty like me for that girl. And everything I had ever experienced with her only further fueled my lust.
The delicate piece outlined a body of perfect measurements. Her intimacy made me more and more excited when I let my fingers lightly touch the place hidden by the lacy fabric, capturing the heat. I stopped.
Damn it!
It wasn't going to be that way! The girl belonged to me. I wanted her to be very participative and moaning under my body. Feel her come with me stocking that tempting body. Hell! It could only be a plague that she had a crisis at that time! Just now? It felt like I had been cursed for my lust.
With my eyes fixed on her, my other hand took the hard member and I started the back and forth movements, the mind imagining to slide into that delight. The pressure builds and I surrendered like an unhappy teenager discovering sex, his fingers lightly brushing her intimacy through her thin panties. It's not that I couldn't see a woman! Was her! I had waited a lot for that moment. I felt my cock stiffen even more, imagining myself buried in it and I came with relief.
Big! He could have had fun with the redhead. And what did you prefer? Since when did you go back to being a goddamn teenager masturbating like that?
The water in the shower did little to relieve the heat that was scorching me. I went back to bed and lay down wearing only my underwear. I hadn't even softened the limb. Angel was sound asleep when I settled down next to her, pulling the covers off. He could feel the pressure he was there, settling next to her, pressing on her buttocks. It was delicious in hell! I was going to have that girl completely.
He was going to resolve that impasse as soon as she woke up. He could very well convince the girl with kisses to soften his anger. And with caresses that would make her more reasonable to hear explanations.
The cat and mouse game was over.
Now that I had her on my bed in my arms, I knew I wasn't going to let her go. I would demand all my rights as your companion.
I felt Angel curl up next to me, seeking warmth and moaned softly. Incredible as it was, I ended up sleeping tired.
And my dreams were ... well, they weren't pleasant.
N'Tirlay! How many years ago had they rescued me? It felt like forever. Only in my dreams I would walk down the stone corridors again and see the commercial courtyard, after making sure that the atmosphere there was breathable for me.
There was enough movement and commotion there to get my attention despite the feeling of anguish that took over me when I saw places where I would never have liked to go.
I looked at the center there and took a deep breath, recognizing a generator of temporal probabilities in a huge piece of equipment. It was not what we used to use before time travel was banned. He knew, however, that many violated the laws after Gargoyles managed to keep some of those pieces of energy in their possession.
You always had to be careful or you would end up jumping back and forth casually in time. Time travel meant traveling between parallel realities. It was the old story that a second on Planet Earth in no way meant a second anywhere in the Universe. Nobody would like to bear the consequences of a gravitational wave deforming time-space. Temporal loops.
It was an old cargo ship that I saw. And in there ...
Hell! I thought that the natives of Urodela had almost all died after the invasion of the K'Aldriants. He was a fully mature male and was not alone.
What the hell was a Urodelan and a human doing here in N'Tirlay?
I woke up with a start, turning on the lights, breathing hard as I held Angel in my arms. The old landed freighter I had seen. There was a name engraved with big initials that no one would ever forget, it was part of our history.
It was Alvorada, and I sighed heavily without being able to rest anymore.
I still remembered the information we had in the Confederation's memory banks very precisely.
Alvorada, when reaching the Solar System quadrant, under orders from the Confederation, had rescued the last survivors of the Blue planet. Of the entire human population, only about three thousand had been rescued and brought under the protection of the United Federation of Planets guidelines.
So Édrin had started his story. Our ancestors climbed their first steps in outer space, making contact with alien species.
Defendant: Zorack of Igneous Crime: Alteration of space-time, abduction of an earthling and a hybrid of K'Aldriants. Interference in the events that took place on Planet Earth in the year 2025. Insubordination, betrayal and .... Location: Final frontier of the Solar System quadrant Crime: Violation of the Law of Causality.
Earth year 2020-----------------------------
I should have woken up the crew. My name is Kalael.
The alarms went off. Why hadn't he followed the protocol? There were screams of terror that echoed through the communication system on the bridge. The ship had picked up an old abandoned freighter and apparently it shouldn't be in that quadrant. It was an old, large ship. And it looked varied and adrift. Was that the reason? The rest would have to wait a little longer. It didn't hurt to check the situation even more if I intended to go into sleep. Grumbling, I took the protective clothes and hitched the approaching rays when pairing at a safe distance. And weapons.
Anyway, I doubted he was even going to sleep. During the last few periods I barely dozed off. It was dreams ... It was clear that the images left someone like me, who had never been a saint, stoked. Worst of all, I was almost certain that my frustrating erotic dreams had incorporated my excitement at work. Just a human? That quadrant was little used because the Blue Planet still did not integrate the guidelines of the Zairon Confederation.
Why the curse had I left our ship's route at those coordinates? It was just a damn dream. There were no humans in space. They didn't even know about extraterrestrial life. Still, part of me wanted it to be real. That human ... awoke something in me that I didn't feel for a long time. Sometimes the war did that. My planet, like many others, had fought the K'Aldriant. For some reason Ravenack had ordered his army to leave our world.
Urodela had survived the apocalypse. So many had died. My people were a warrior race, but I believe it was genetic incompatibility that kept invaders from us. The symbiosis process was not possible. We still inhabited the surface of our land, unlike the Edrians who were forced to seek refuge in city-ships. I activated the codes on the central computer waiting for the teleportation to assimilate the coordinates I wanted. Well, I must admit that I had a certain fetish.
Females of different species seemed to be my undoing. Except that dreaming about that particular female was making me hallucinate. It was the incredible eyes. Greens. Like my skin when it changed color. Males of my kind could very easily change color. I didn't even care about it after adolescence and making fun at the Academy. It even had fins on its back! And all, all I didn't want were horns to complete the look. My skin didn't normally show just one color.
For that, my emotions couldn't be out of control. And I loved control. Well, my appearance was not that friendly and I didn't even want to. Fighting gargoyles and Ravenack's creatures was dangerous. It could only be a dream. She was a human and the last thing she did was scream or run in fright. It was a doom. I had my fins and manhood miserably bristled just by the memory.
The sexual act ... Mating. Ah! I can't even say if I could explain the feeling of having a warm-blooded female in my arms. It was another temptation. Some of us still fed on body heat. Those hellish dreams were going to drive me crazy. I took a deep breath as soon as my feet tested the surface of the intact cargo and the ship's biosafety system warned me that the air there was breathable.
I pulled out the laser pistol looking around intently. The bridge, however, left traces of being abandoned urgently. The signals flashed red in warning and echoed loudly and irritatingly. And that usually meant problems. Like those angry and incomprehensible screams that echoed through the deserted corridors.
Isn't there a damn language translator here on the ship? Of course, I never let the laser gun out of reach. Even more when we hunted Gargoyles. Interplanetary traffickers were never reliable. Time travel had been strictly prohibited by the Confederation except in special situations. It was an old and abandoned ship and they generally accepted any type of order. Trafficking of females to the planets on the outskirts of the Zairon System where the prostitution ring always brought difficulties for local authorities.
They did not distinguish between species. Organ smuggling for some carnivorous species that were looking for more exotic foods. Slaves. You could find everything in the market at the Neutral Market. Literally everything you thought existed or imagined. Not that! My eyes dropped alert to the monitor screen, finding out where the shrill screams came from. Maybe, just maybe I was wrong not to wake up anybody else on the crew.
All I could see was an animal that shouldn't have been there and definitely not when we were there. Damn it, I detested hunters who chased exotic animals for some rich collector looking for a dangerous pet. I shook my head as I walked down the deserted corridor, not knowing why the ship was abandoned like that. Until you type commands into the door's security sensor and it opens in a rusty, metallic crash, finally locating the language translator.
Did the unfortunate hallucinations still remain awake? Was her.
Was she real?
Or it was the most unfortunate hallucination of my life. My dreams just like that were becoming dangerously real. She was right before my eyes. How is it real?
-What are you waiting for? - that creature screamed in my ears in a mind-boggling way.
I shook my head as if the vision could disappear. And she was still before my eyes.
The realization of it made my body vibrate in immediate expectation. And I just managed to stand there and do nothing. And looking. Looking? Ah, well ... I have to admit that my eyes actually dried that creature. It was a curse, but I was sure my eyes were shining black as space.
And I didn't even want to see my skin color. I said nothing. I was amazed. I had never seen anyone like her. Was it natural hair that fell over your shoulders? That was also unbelievable after the fashion was to bring them short. It was on those occasions that he hated being an erudilian. I watched with a tight mouth my hand holding the pistol.
What the hell! Of course, I could only be green. How did that annoying creature do that?
- Did you think about that before deciding to mess with this hellish scum? I mumbled and triggered the paralyzing beam of my gun, pointing at the huge animal.
It was great. Real and lost just on the ship that was used by Gargoyles. Curse! And then I was a Confederation officer ...
That thing stopped motionless and I took a deep breath, taking in the strange, sweet smell in the air, cursing mentally. An earthling, just an earthling. It had to be punishment. I had heard comments at the Academy about how primitive that race was. My planet was not perfect, yet no brother was hungry or homeless. Their greed for metals and papers ...
It was a backward world and dominated by greed. Still, there was something about her that called for some beauty. Exotic, to be honest. I had never seen one of them before up close.
-You are green! The words made me look back at her frowning. The damn dreams ... I took a deep, stunned breath.
Females had never been a problem or mating. Primitive sexual practices attract hybrid interest among cold-blooded people. Only that long chasing Gargoyles had obsessed me a little. For me the question was personal. Until the damn sensual and erotic dreams started.
Shit! It wouldn't be long before I learned her language. The visions ... Ah, she was too small and clever under my body as I buried myself in her reproductive canal. Damn it. I had already idealized that angelic creature sitting on my lap and riding me, my penis enjoying the unknown sensation much more. Warm. Wet. Tight. Any poor cold-blooded creature was to hallucinate! She was beautiful. A female. He could smell her now from miles away. An indecipherable and provocative smell. By the heavens! It was really unlucky. The ethereal and unreal vision that made me burn in hot oil without even waiting was in front of me.
-Is that you? What's your color? Are we really talking about such trivial things as skin color after I saved your life? - I shook my head in bewilderment.
-Me?! I ... Who are you? Where am I? How do you understand what I say? Her voice was starting to get high and high.
-Calm! - I said raising my hand in the air in a friendly way. - You're safe now, can you understand? Ready. Got you.
The incredible green eyes fixed on me strayed to the motionless creature
-And who catches you? And that goes ... goes ...
-It's all right! You do not have to be afraid. - I guaranteed by sniffing the trail she left around her. A sigh. My eternal damnation was a sigh. That simple gesture communicated directly with my muscles from the waist down and back. The unfortunate fins were going to end up tearing the uniform like that.
-You? And what army more? Who gets us? You! Those words brought me more discomfort.
What do you mean? Did she know me? My mind slowly began to take in images that she brought up in her chaotic confusion. And the images ...
Holy shit! The female looked scared. Was young. What were you doing there? The clawed animal, I could understand. It would attract the attention of any collector in the galaxy. But she ... Damn it! One of the Confederation's guidelines was very clear against slavery. No being was the property of another. This was one of the reasons why the Federation of United Planets has not yet made public contact with the government of her planet.
The Earth still maintained slavery in some places. The last convention had mentioned slave labor. They were a very young people and they had a lot to learn.
- The language translator sensor always works well, even when they are planets that do not yet belong to the Confederation. That is why we observe and study species that are still unknown. Your people...
She stepped back pale, leaning against the wall, her features livid as she raised her hand to her head, stifling a groan. The injured and severed arm was going to need the care of the automatic doctor.
- You mean ...- She stopped looking where we were.
And he fell silent, retreating as much as I could, finally understanding the words, and I sighed with patience. Perhaps the race was kind of insane. Slow thinking, I don't know.
Well, come on ... -My name is Kalael. I am an officer of the Galactic Confederation. - I tried to show a friendly smile without opening my mouth, showing my fangs. All I lacked was the creature to return to shrill screams.
-Confederation?! - She repeated as she wrapped her arms around her body. - I went ... I went ... Damn! What the hell! FGTS will go out on Monday to withdraw! Curse! Couldn't they leave to abduct me after the loot? Want to explain to me how I'm going to access the space app and withdraw my money? I went ...
My complete surprise was to notice the female tearing up and sobbing. Come on! I had no idea what she was talking about, anyway ... A female if she didn't have the capacity to deal with unexpected situations should be at home.
-Look, female ... - I started a little awkwardly. - Why don't you tell me what they call it?
He spoke each word slowly and purposefully so that she could understand and I stopped again, perplexed. Her mind was a chaotic jumble of thoughts and emotions. Surprise. Fear! What amazed me most was the thought of before.
Attractive and healed. What exactly did healed mean? What about Mr. Fofucho? The translator there failed. Yummy could be used for food. It could be associated with a platter of buttered and roasted locusts. How could I be hot because of my strong arms and chest? She was perhaps a little demented. Nothing made any sense.
-No! I'm not a damn female. I am human and not an animal. A woman! What the hell! Was I really abducted? Is this a spaceship here? Shit!
I tried to keep my patience. Perhaps it was too much information for her to assimilate. Ah, even insane, the science officer would agree with me on one point. She was exotic. And that smell ... It seemed to have permeated everywhere. I felt an absurd urge to touch my loose hair and know what the texture was like. The females on my planet were different. When a male reached full development and took on a mate, he gained horns and was a symbol of honor and respect.
As for them ... Some still used scales and fins adorned with delicate adornments. Only the sight of that Terran woman was able to move me in some way. I could feel my integument react to it. The scales on my back prickled.
-Good. - I sighed again very calmly. It was like treating a child. Just pulse and command. It couldn't be that hard, could it? - What did you expect from life messing with Gargoyles?
Perhaps she was their informant on that planet. They were part of an immense interplanetary trafficking network supported by the peripheral planets despite the Federation's efforts and investments in the most needy habitats. The Universe was vast and one of the most precious and disputed goods was rare. Water.
The second was perhaps food. More civilized and technological people had found a sustainable alternative to the need for protein, nutritious and economical food. Insects. It was a sustainable granary that had banished hunger on the Confederation's planets with investments. We had learned nutritional benefits that edible insects could bring. There was no more hunger among living beings.
Entomophagy was a benefit for everyone. The insects bred in captivity were of good origin and selected.
-Q-who? Gargoyles? What are Gargoyles? I want to go back! Come back home! She opened her eyes wide.
And they were strangely flashy eyes and different from mine. They were definitely green! Just like my skin and that fascinated me.
- Good. Return home? I don't think you understand the situation yet, dear. - I replied, stifling another plague. - These little things are at a different time than yours.- I continued indicating the animal with my hand.
It was definitely not for her to be there. Not then. Those prehistoric animals that inhabited planet Earth would take a few years to go extinct because of a meteor. The Gargoyles were selecting specimens and goods traveling through time. Orders were as varied as possible.
It gave the impression of a carefully selected collection. It was surprising to find a human there. As far as was known, no one had ever shown interest before. There were hybridization processes, but none showed success or progress. I forgot to mention that mating between different species was still a bit complicated.
Not everyone accepted. That is why the hybridization process was so important. The union of different species would give us greater adaptability. The old and primitive sexual reproduction. I fidgeted uneasily, imagining the anatomy of her body with tremendous curiosity. I could remember my hands roaming the body with delicate skin and ... They were mammals. The reproductive organs were ...
-How are they not from my time? -She didn't seem to be aware of anything there besides me.
Control! Try to control the damn dreams! I sighed trying not to lose my cool. Through the Universe! Anyone knew what time travel meant. It was not easy to maintain control with the images she brought to mind. Provocative! And sexual!
-If you didn't notice, child, that's a dinosaur over there. They lived in a period long before you were born. Theoretically men and dinosaurs have never met in the course of their planet's history. - He said clearing his dry throat.
-It's a joke, isn't it? Was I really abducted? Isn't that really a dream? Are you ... are you real?
I shrugged, letting my mind try the subtle and most thorough contact with her, fearing damage to her fragile structure. A name. She had to have a name.
- IT'S. If that's the name they give. - I nodded slowly and approached, putting the pistol in my belt that was stuck on my hips.
"Abducted ?!" she repeated in a low voice and her mouth trembled. - But I couldn't be abducted. Nobody asked ... Holy shit! I did not want!
It was the delicate sight of porcelain. It inspired care. And her scent continued ...
-Hey, are you okay? - I asked, running to her when I realized she was swinging without support.
Kassandra. Kassandra?
Kassandra was his name. I was still going to get into a lot of confusion because of her and I didn't even know it yet. I looked straight into her eyes, seeing confusion, expectation and surprise there. It was exactly how I could imagine the contact with his warm skin. And it was terribly wrong. I was the officer there. It was a rescue from an abduction victim. I needed care.
Of course I wasn't going to get involved, was I? Even so, without realizing it, I tilted my face towards him, listening for the parted lips with the sensation that I burned inside consumed by lust. Horny! The smell of her blood ... It was an almost irresistible compulsion to be ignored. It's forbidden. The instant my mouth took hers in an unexpected assault I felt the human soften in my arms.
All I could do was hold it and contain the damn compulsion. My fangs were clearly visible. There were liters of blood that pumped through her veins ... the cut on her arm ... Grumbling, I ignored all the guidelines I was forced to follow. Just a little ... it wouldn't hurt you. Her taste enveloped me like a potent aphrodisiac that I knew would be hard to ignore.
My saliva was paralyzing and anesthetic and very useful when I needed to defend myself in a melee attack. Taking all the care I left there on your skin enough to ease your pain and resisting the urge to get fed up. Cursing against all females in general, I lifted her up in my arms. How many earthy days was the human already there on that ship? He needed the automatic doctor and to provide pleasant company as soon as the ship reached any space station. Or he was going to get endless problems because of that human.
Current lunar years 2435
Audience Hall
Seat of the court of Gaia
-You heard the testimony, didn't you? - Someone shouted from among the most exotic and differentiated audience of species in the galaxy. - The Urodellian is as conniving with the acts of the accused as himself. Low voices and surprises echoed through the room. Everyone looked at each other in surprise. Accusing a urodelan? Even Zorack standing in the center of the room looked surprised and then furious. Not so Angel dared to hesitate. It was a chance. Praying that her knees would stop shaking, the girl rose majestically amid the curious creatures. -And who dares to make such an absurd accusation? - kalael showed the murderous air and his coat could indicate the anger he felt. Zorack's thoughts echoed in his mind like angry, energetic shouts. Angel took a deep breath, clinging to a courage she didn't feel. She pulled on the hood that hid her hair as she returned the gaze to the judges with determination. -Me. The voice did not sound high, betraying his nervousness. - Me, Caílin de Ígnea, heir and descendant of the seven Torres, adopted daughter of Asturi de Édrin and hybrid of K'Aldriants. On behalf of my people, I accuse Kalael of being negligent in his duties and responsible for the death of a thousand earthlings at base 51 of the State of Nevada on Planet Earth. The captain of the Imperius ship let feelings and personals decide the fate of innocents because of Zorack.