A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

“Ciara!” Evan was shaking me awake and Hannah was screaming. “How do you sleep through it? Feed her, change the towel, do something!” he begged.

I was groggy and disoriented as I picked up my wailing daughter.

“I need a fresh towel for her bottom,” I told them and Kein rushed out.

Fumbling with my top I pulled out a breast and presented it to her.

“Wet and sticky, Mama!” she cried to me, continuing to scream as Kein rushed back in.

I cleaned her and wrapped her bottom in a fresh towel. That quieted her to hiccuping sobs. Once she started to suckle she just concentrated on that.

“We need the towels ready and close at hand,” I said as Evan flopped back down. “She wouldn’t be so upset if she didn’t wait so long.”

“Ciara,” Damien stated, “we woke when she started to whimper. We tried to wake you, but when she saw us try to touch you she started to scream.”

Grimacing, I apologized to them. I was a heavy sleeper. Evidently, I would need to learn to listen for Hannah’s sounds.

“I don’t understand why she is so upset with you all,” I said watching her.

Hannah’s eyes met mine and she held my gaze comfortably. She looked sweet and adoring, nothing like the little monster she kept showing to my men.

“Women don’t like men, Ciara,” Christof informed me. “Haven’t you noticed?”

They all found that funny and settled back down.

Once Hannah was done and sleeping, I laid back down. I made up my mind to try to sleep lightly so I would hear her if she needed me.

I woke to her light fussing. I sat upright and picked her up. She didn’t even open her eyes before she started to suck on the nipple.

Five men sighed around me at the sound.

“Are you all awake?” I asked quietly.

“Yes,” Damien whispered, “we pretended to be asleep when the child started to cry. Evan has been kicking your leg to wake you.”

I thought I’d woken up to her fussing, evidently I had not.

“You sleep much too soundly,” Evan informed me, rolling to lean on his elbow. “A Warrior wouldn’t live long if he slept so deeply.”

“I think you all know I was never a Warrior,” I laughed. “I cleaned rooms for a living and then I was a sex slave.”

I heard Bane stretching and yawning as Kein answered. “You’re in a Warrior family now,” he informed me.

That surprised me. I had thought with the bond gone our relationship would revert to the way it was. I smiled at my family, as I stroked Hannah.

“We should stand watch,” Christof offered, “like when we are searching for a lost man.”

Kein took the first watch and sat in a chair at the end of the bed by my feet.

“I can’t sleep with you sitting and watching me,” I whispered to him while re-bundling Hannah.

He grinned cheekily. “Yes you will, and when the child starts to fuss I will wiggle your foot until you wake up.”

It would have been less irritating if their system wasn’t so effective. Hannah woke one more time and Bane alerted me before she got too upset. They had switched places and I hadn’t even noticed.

I yawned sleepily picking up Hannah. She started to nurse and watched me with wide open eyes.

Since her attention wasn’t on them, my men could move around. Evan bounded out of bed.

“Time to get up,” he said stretching and grinning.

“Really? Are you sure?” I grumbled shifting Hannah. “I’m exhausted.”

“You’re always exhausted in the morning,” he said cheerfully.

Damien and his Brothers rose as Hannah continued to feed. I looked at them ruefully. Tapping into Evan’s excessive morning energy had been better than coffee. I would miss his start of the day excitement.

“That was all you, though, wasn’t it?” I asked Hannah as she slurped happily away.

Hannah watched me with bright eyes, but was consumed with her current task.

I wondered privately if she still had access to my men’s bond. Perhaps when we were alone I would ask her.

This morning we took a long route to get to breakfast. Damien didn’t want me anywhere near the tutors. After seeing my reaction to just hearing about it, he had no desire to see me any closer to it. We took a large detour to avoid them.

Hannah looked at everything as we walked. I just watched her expressive little face take it all in. All was well until we passed a large opening that exited the mountain. Morning sunlight shone in and the sky was a brilliant cloudless purple.

“I want!” she screamed reaching out of her blanket toward the open sky.

“What do you want?” I asked looking out the opening.

“Out, Mama, go out,” she cried still reaching.

I smiled down at my daughter. This whole world would be hers to explore one day. Evidently, that’s the way she was programmed.

“You can’t go out there, yet,” I told her gently. “Now we are going to eat.”

Hannah pouted and squirmed in my arms.

“I ate,” Hannah whined, “go out and see the sky. I want see the Scars. I want out, Mama.”

“You will go out soon enough,” I soothed. “The whole world will be yours, My Girl.”

I looked into her bright grey eyes and knew that while she had my mother’s nose and my skin, she was her father’s daughter. This girl was Paterian through and through. I wasn’t sure if I should be elated or worried about that.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

The men in the dining room were fascinated and frightened by my daughter all at once. The entire hall went silent the first time Hannah spoke. In a high clear voice she had told me she wanted to try the green stalks.

“No, Hannah, you don’t have teeth, yet,” I explained. “You need teeth to chew them.”

She whimpered and whined and I sighed as she threw a mini tantrum.

“Bad behavior won’t change anything,” I explained to her.

Christof was holding me to eat on his lap. The other Brothers seemed leery of eating with me and my daughter. They warned Christof frequently when they felt his arm got too close to Hannah.

“I could kneel…,” I whispered to him.

“Not necessary,” he whispered back brushing his lips against my cheek. “I like having you close.”

Hannah hissed when Christof kissed me and I looked crossly down at her.

“Man, Mama,” she whined loudly.

“One day you will have your own men,” I leaned down and whispered to her. “These are my men.”