Page 9 of My Human Wife

“I accept Lara’s offer,” I say purposely using English.

“You are married,” the abbess decrees as if this is some kind of love match and she the matchmaker. I can’t help but give her a scathing look, but she ignores me.

“Don’t I have to say something?” Lara asks.

I’m surprised by her question but before I can answer her, the abbess explains, “You already asked him in my presence. I’m anointed by the Fertility Goddess to oversee marriages.”

“If I wasn’t already an atheist, hearing thatyou,the nastiest of nuns,were ‘anointed’ by the goddesses to oversee matches, that would have instantly made me one,” Lara says.

The abbess tries to take a swing at her with two of her largest tentacles, but I put my arm up to block her. “Hey now, that’s my wife you grubby little Uru. Now let’s get this show on the road as my mother used to say.”

I don’t know if it was my last comment or that I blocked Lara from being struck but she gives me an appreciative look. Maybe this is all going to be okay. It’s not the way I planned it, but sometimes reality is better than expectations.

The abbess leads us into a dark room and I protest, “Humans can’t see in the dark.”

“Pity this is our best room.” The abbess then leads us into another room. The stench is unbearable and this time it’s Lara who objects.

“Not here, this is where that Agnorrian died.”

I look around and recognize the room. The memory of the pop of his penis and then his head coming off plays through my mind.

We are then shown to a third room. It’s very small and lit only by a few candles. There’s no furniture to speak of and the stone floor is stained, but it only smells of incense and wet, no death. “Fine,” I say. “Now leave.”

The abbess departs but it doesn’t matter. We are being watched by her and many others on the temple’s live feed. I don’t let go of Lara’s hand, but instead pull her closer to me. She’s standing stiff as if she’s nervous.

Gael and Lara

{Duet}

g.“We could try to escape another way, but the problem is we are being watched,” I say, purposely speaking English with her. Most people in the galaxy don’t have a translator for it because of the discrimination against humans. If people understood humans, it’d be much more difficult to say they are meant to be pets.

l.“That’s not it. I can turn my mind off for the physical part.”

g.“That’s reassuring,” I reply although my pride is hurt a little. But I remind myself of the life she has lived, it must have been a necessity for survival to not think about what’s happening to her body while aliens had their way with her.

l.“The thing is, I’ve never had actual sex.”

g.I don’t know what to say. It takes me a minute to process this. “But you were kept in a menagerie. You just said when males wanted to be with you…”

l.“Yes, all that is true, but none of the males were ever humanoid like you. They didn’t have the correct genitalia. They all had appendages that would kill me if they orgasmed and brokeoff inside of me, and my master took great care to keep his possessions healthy.”

g.Oh goddesses, this is bad luck, isn’t it?I stroke her long blonde hair in sympathy as I think. How am I going to do this in this dirty room with no furniture? I thought she was an expert, and I would be the one outclassed. Now, everything I think of saying sounds insulting.

l.I can’t read his face. Maybe he doesn’t want to touch me now realizing the kind of aliens that have used me for their carnal curiosities. I don’t know what to say. I wish I’d never told him the truth. I know the basics of how humans do it. I decide to take matters into my own hands. I remove my gold dress slowly. And just like with every male his pupils dilate and fill with desire. Then I begin undressing him.

g.I need to stop her, but I can’t. She is the most alluring creature and I’m already aching for sex. Although her body is half covered with gold and the other half dirt, and she has no jewelry which I assume was confiscated by the IGC or these nuns, she still is exquisite. Her breasts are full and her pink nipples sit high and taut. The blonde hair between her legs is intoxicating to me as I can already imagine more of her seductive scent culminating there. And she’s more than willing, she’s inviting me into her. Her hands are like silk caressing me as she removes my clothing. When she gets to my gun, we make eye contact. I take it in my hand wordlessly so it’s out of the way and she doesn’t give it another thought. She’s either the bravest or the most foolish woman in the galaxy. As she begins to pull down my trousers, my erect penis springs out and she stops momentarily.

l.I hadn’t expected him to be already aroused nor for him to have ridges across the top of his organ.Are humans and Imperials men always aroused?I don’t know. Perhaps this willgo much faster so that I don’t have to lather any tentacles up. I curiously run my fingers over his ridges and he takes a deep breath. I pull his trousers all the way down and then turn and bend over showing him my vagina. When nothing happens, I put his free hand on my hip to indicate he can enter me.

g.A lesser man would have just entered her. But I am not a lesser man. Even in this strange situation, I want this to be a good memory for us both. “Turn around, Lara,” I say my voice gruff with want. She stands up and obeys me. It pains me that I find her obedience attractive too. “I’m going to kiss you first. You do know what a kiss is?”

l.“I have seen it.”

g.“But you’ve never been kissed?”

l.“Never. I’ve only ever had male tentacles shoved in my mouth.”

g.“Let me be the first man to kiss you properly then,” I say and lean down and touch my lips to hers. I can feel her tremble a little, so I steady her with my hand on her chin. She tries to pull back, but I keep her lips on mine. Slowly easing her into this kiss. I can taste blood in her mouth as my tongue enters. If this were any other situation I would draw back and ask her if she were okay, but that will have to wait. She could have easily bit her tongue or anything else in this place.

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