C12 Knox - Must resist

For the next three days, I avoided Samantha as well as I could in our tiny cell, which seemed to only grow smaller with each hour. I welcomed the rounds of beatings from my tormentors. Each lash, each punch or cut reminded me not to yield, not to give these bastards what they wanted.

“All this can end,” they taunted. “Just breed with her.”

I spat in answer, right between his bulging eyes.

The guard shoved a blade and an icy sharpness stung through my side.

I gritted my teeth from the pain and waited for the next blow. Their jeers and chants faded against their torture.

“Mate with her, Barbarian.” They jabbed metal rods under my nails, then lashed at my chest with whips that cut deep into my skin. When their arms grew tired, they shoved me into the showers to wash, but I could barely stand.

Next, I was thrown back into the cell.

Their words repeated in my mind all day and all night when they weren’t beating me. I couldn't let them win, couldn't give in.

When Samantha came near me with concern etched on her pretty face, I shook my head. “Don’t.”

She bit her lip, staying away from me.

Good.

I was damaged. Broken. And I still wasn’t sure that she wasn’t working for the Roulex.

“I’ll be fine,” I muttered. “Just need sleep.”

I let my body fall into the unconscious sleep of my people for deep, quick healing. The walls of the cell faded around me and I entered a dream sleep.

Less than an hour later, my balls ached so much I wanted to plow into Samantha’s lushness over and over until we both orgasmed. But I couldn’t. Doing so would give the Roulex exactly what they wanted. I would not endanger my future child like that.

And when they figured out the concoction that would make me fuck their female they’d bring more for me to breed. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if they mounted me on a wall and pumped me daily for more to freeze away at another date.

I needed answers and fast. Before, I thought her mentioning a shot was a way to gain my sympathy. To believe her story that she was a mere prisoner like me. Anger sparked in my chest. “Tell me again. What did they do to you?”

“Gave me some kind of shot with a thick needle.” She paled as though just realizing something. “Oh God, they didn’t inject me with some kind of gross, alien DNA, did they? Am I going to start growing scales?”

“No, I don’t think that is possible.” The woman could come up with the craziest ideas. Like how she believed I might eat her liver when we first met. I searched her face that I yearned to trace with my fingers. To confirm that she was all right. My voice thickened, “How do you feel now? Any different?”

She bit her lower lip and my balls tightened. “Um… like I’m… horny.”

“What?” I drew back, confused at her meaning.

Her inhale of breath accented her breasts beneath the thin fabric of her prison shirt. Images of my mouth licking those nipples until each was a stiff peak had my cock stiffening. But panic rose hard and fast and I backed away from her.

Her bright eyes followed me then her gaze drifted up to my horns, and she turned a lovely shade of pink. “No, not horns.” She licked her lips and a spike of lust washed over me. “I-I want to be with you. Like I’m in heat or something. Which is ridiculous because I’m human. We don’t go into heat.”

I couldn’t answer her. If I gave voice to my thoughts, I’d be on the other side of the cell with her making her mine. I couldn’t give in. There was no room for even a sliver of happiness in my life.

“What’s happening to me?” A sob tore from her throat and I nearly gave in to the desire to hold her in my arms. “What did they do?”

My feathers ruffled at the fear in her voice. I wanted to protect her, but I couldn’t. The drive inside me and her pushed us together, damn the consequences.

“Please, Knox, just tell me.”

I squeezed my eyes shut briefly. Hoping against hope that there was a way out of this where we could both survive. Where she wouldn’t bear my children and endure watching them suffer and be tortured. No, I couldn’t do that. I’d give the Roulex whatever they wanted, and the bastards knew that.

I opened my eyes and squeezed my hands into fists, banging my head against the stone wall behind me.

“Stop that, you’re scaring me.”

The fear in her voice was tangible, so I did as she requested. My cock was still rock hard and aching. Even from this short distance, I could still smell her. Her intoxicating scent reminded me of the sweet dewberries that only ripened in the morning of the new moon during summer.

“So how do we get through this?” She wrapped her arms around herself, but that only pushed her breasts up higher.

Everything in me snarled to take her.

The feel of her hands on my cock had been mind-numbing. If I hadn’t stopped her, I’d have already buried myself inside her twice over by now, coming each time. And she’d be well on her way to becoming pregnant.

As though she could read my mind, she panted, squeezing her thighs together.

“What is it?” I asked in a much gruffer voice than I intended.

“I’m going crazy.” She moaned. “I feel like I’m going to combust if I don’t… if we don’t… have sex. How do I stop this?” She rolled her hips back and forth, her breaths growing shallow.

And damned if her words didn’t strike something deep inside me I’d thought I’d buried. But I couldn’t help her. If I gave in, the Roulex would win. And even if by some miracle she wasn’t working with them, they’d use her to hurt me.

The medicine they’d shot Samantha up with was cruel. If she didn’t get released, it would turn on her. Make her feel like it was ripping her from the inside out. It’s what the bastards had given Celica to force her to mate with them. They’d tried it on me as well, but by then, Celica had gone insane and they’d butchered her before me when we wouldn’t mate with each other or them.

I couldn’t make the same mistake. I had no idea if Samantha was secretly working with the Roulex or not, but I couldn’t take that chance and watch another female suffer.

Damn them! Damn them all to the ninth level of oblivion.

“There’s something we can do that might help,” my voice was thick and husky.

She looked up at me with such trust that it nearly knocked my feet out from under me. “Anything. Please.”

“Lay down.”

Without hesitation, she laid on her back. I scooted up next to her and trailed a hand down her arm. She leaned into my touch. I skimmed the edge of her skin underneath her prison shirt, her breath hitched.

“I want to touch you,” she whispered as though asking permission.

“Not yet.” I skimmed my hand up her stomach to just under her breast, tracing the outline with my thumb.

She shivered, arching her back slightly. Then I rolled my thumb over her nipple and it perked up under my touch like it was waiting just for me. I tugged up her shirt and bent my head over her breast, taking the nipple with my tongue.

Her hands grasped my shoulders, squeezing them.

She moaned as I licked and bit, nipping gently on one nipple, then the other. When I rolled my tongue up and around, using my fingers to stimulate the other breast, she whimpered slightly.

Her hips bucked.

I placed my hand over her core, nearly breaking my oath when I felt her wetness through the fabric. She was ready for me and the temptation was nearly too much.

But I could give her satisfaction, even if it wasn’t with my cock.

She wiggled out of her pants for me. Her lushness and full hips sent my mouth watering.

“Let me taste you,” I said.

“Wha—no, I haven’t showered in—”

I ducked my head between her legs and swiped my tongue across her folds. She gasped out a cry. I licked her again and again until she writhed beneath me. She tasted divine. Sweeter than any dewberry I’d ever eaten, and I found I couldn’t get enough of her.

This was all her. There’s no way the Roulex could have done this—made her so damn exotic.

Each flick of my tongue made her mewl with pleasure. I sucked on her while I used my fingers to trace over her nipples. She reached down, grabbed my horns, thrusting herself deeper onto my face. It was marvelous.

Her whole body tensed, but I kept licking and sucking until she screamed, then went limp against me. Her body shuddered from her climax.

At least she wouldn’t be in pain. Couldn’t say the same for myself.