Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
“I… I’m fine, sir,” I managed to stammer, my voice barely above a whisper. The words felt thick and clumsy on my tongue, weighed down by the embarrassment that threatened to consume me.
Sala’s knowing chuckle cut through the tension, drawing my attention despite my determination to keep my eyes lowered. From the corner of my vision, I caught a glimpse of her satisfied smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
“I think I understand,” she said, her voice warm and tinged with amusement. From the corner of my eye I saw that she had moved closer, and then I felt the gentle pressure of her hand on my bare shoulder. The touch comforted me, grounded me in the moment. It helped quell some of the panic rising in my chest.
“I’m sure Tessara is fine,” Sala continued, her tone taking on a lilting, almost teasing quality. “Or at least, she will be fine once she has… gotten to know Gamma better.”
The emphasis she placed on ‘gotten to know’ left little doubt as to her meaning. The implication hung in the air, as palpable as the charge before a lightning strike. My breath caught in my throat as I realized what Sala was suggesting—that what I truly needed, what would settle the turmoil within me, was to be thoroughly and completely fucked by Gamma.
The idea sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through my body, pooling low in my belly and between my thighs. I shifted my weight, acutely aware of the slickness gathering there, evidence of my body’s eager response to the thought of being claimed by this powerful, alien-yet-human being.
The elevator continued its ascent, the silence now charged with an electric tension. I could feel Gamma’s gaze upon me, heavy and intense. It was as if his eyes physically caressed my skin, tracing the curves and planes of my naked form. The weight of his attention made me tremble with the mixture of anticipation and nervous energy coursing through my veins.
With a soft chime, the elevator slowed its ascent. The pulsing lights in the walls seemed to intensify, bathing us in their glow. As the doors slid open silently, I stepped out onto the residential floor of the embassy, my bare feet sinking into deep carpet that felt like walking on a cloud.
The walls of the hallway were adorned with what appeared to be living murals—scenes of distant star systems and nebulae that shifted and changed as we passed. Soft, ambient music filled the air, a haunting melody that seemed to embody the fascination I felt about Magisteria, Prosperia, and the whole new universe Alpha and Sala had opened before me.
We moved swiftly down the corridor, our steps muffled by the luxurious carpet. I couldn’t help but marvel at the way the murals responded to our presence, stars twinkling and galaxies swirling as we moved. Even the air seemed to welcome me, lightly perfumed with an exotic scent that I couldn’t place, alien but also oddly comforting.
Gamma stopped us at a set of ornate double doors. The deep blue wood was inlaid with intricate patterns of silver and gold, forming constellations I didn’t recognize. As we approached, the doors seemed to come alive, the metallic inlays glowing softly.
Sala turned to me then, drawing me into a tight embrace. Her warm, nude body pressed against mine, offering comfort and reassurance. Her lips brushed my ear as she whispered, “I know how anxious you are, sweet one. But it will be just fine. Gamma will take good care of you.”
Her words sent a shiver down my spine, a mixture of nervous anticipation and excitement coursing through me. As Sala released me from her embrace, I saw Alpha and Gamma exchange a meaningful look. Then, with a nod from Alpha, Gamma placed his large blue hand on the small of my back, guiding me toward the glowing doors.
As Alpha and Sala moved away toward their own suite, the doors before us slid open silently. Gamma ushered me inside, and I felt my breath catch in my throat as I took in the opulence of his private quarters.
The suite was vast, easily larger than any living space I had ever seen. The far wall was entirely transparent, offering a breathtaking view of Prosperia City spread out below us, its gleaming spires reaching toward the sky. The room itself seemed to blend luxury and technology. Richly upholstered furnishings in vibrant colors invited relaxation, while holographic displays flickered to life as we entered, filling the air with softly glowing data streams.
As the doors closed behind us, sealing us into this private sanctuary, I felt a jolt of nervous energy course through me. Part of me half expected Gamma to take me right then and there—to throw me over the back of the nearby couch and claim me brutally with his massive blue cock, or order me to kneel and open my mouth to receive him.