Page 55 of My Wild Pet

I watch him as he meticulously goes over every inch of my body with soap, making sure that I’m thoroughly clean.

“You’re a stunning human,” he says as he lathers up my pubic hair. “And your vagina is so tight.”

His words and then his hands moving to cup my breasts makes me want him all over again.

“What’s your sexual fantasy, Ash?” he asks as if reading my mind. But then I remember he can see my level of arousal from the collar.

I don’t lie but it’s difficult for me to describe my fantasy in my limited Imperial. “When you were with the other woman. I want her,” I motion to my small nipple jewelry. “Then I want to be on top.”

Aefre chuckles. “Like a real Imperial woman.” But then he says more seriously, “If you’re a good girl I will arrange that for you. No more kissing Ember. Understand?”

“I understand.”

Aefre turns off the water and dries me. Then he puts me back into my little bed on the floor and activates the force field.

I fall asleep almost immediately. My body is so tired but also now sexually satisfied for the first time in a long time, even from before I was abducted by aliens, and I almost feel content.

Maybe I’ve misunderstood this whole situation? Is being Aefre’s pet so bad?

CHAPTER 28

Gabriel

The metallic door slides shut behind me with a hiss, sealing me inside the human pets’ sleeping quarters. I sit heavily on the narrow cot assigned to me. I run my fingers through my hair, hoping to dispel some of my frustration.

Briar—ma douce Briar, my sweet, Briar—Aefre’s with her now. What is he doing? What is he saying? Is he... touching her?

“Merde!” I spit, slamming my fist into the wall beside me.

I know the only reason I’m not in solitary is because Aefre is going to have sex with Briar tonight. I’m furious with jealousy but there’s nothing I can do about it. And what makes me even more angry is that I can’t even masturbate thinking about her without asking permission.

I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees, and try to breathe. Focus. Think. I need a plan. A way to take her far away from him, from this place, from all of it.

The UCs. I have them. They’re my only card to play, my only shot at freedom for both of us. But how much would it take to bribe a guard? To steal a ship?

I’ve seen the patrols, the security systems. It won’t be easy. I’ve tried before and my voice is already locked out on theLuminous Arcso Briar’s Imperial would have to be good enough to trick the codes. The ship only responds to native speakers. Even if I could somehow get us past the guards, past the cameras, and onto a ship, where would we go? The galaxy isn’t kind to humans. We’re not just pets—we’re prey. Everywhere, there’s someone stronger, smarter, with better tech. Even if we found a place to land, who’s to say we wouldn’t be sold back into this hell or something worse?

I close my eyes, forcing myself to think. The credits I’ve earned—it’s not a fortune, but may be enough to pay for passage to some distant, forgotten corner of the galaxy where humans aren’t just commodities. But where?

A memory sparks—a rumor whispered among the pets; Fifi was always talking about it. A hidden colony, Haven, a place where humans live free. A fantasy, most likely. But isn’t that all I have now?

The image of Aefre fucking Briar crosses my mind and I hit the wall again. The other humans look up at me cross.

“Ma chère,” I whisper. “If there’s even a chance, I’ll find it for us.”

Aefre thinks he’s in control. But he doesn’t know how far I’m willing to go to get her to myself. And he may have Briar’s physical body, but he hasn’t got her heart. Not yet.

The lights are on. It’s the Watching. My body aches for sexual release. Watching les garçons bathe Briar’s body, kissing her sweet lips, and her warm body pressing next to mine has been playing on repeat in my thoughts for the last four hours.

I open internal communications to Kaelin from the pet sleeping quarters.

“Ember, what is it that it couldn’t wait until the morning?” he asks annoyed.

“I want to masturbate.” I find it only mildly degrading now to have to ask and be monitored, but it’s life as a human pet.

“I’ll arrange it and come by and get you. Control yourself until then.”

I go back to bed. There’s some grumbling among the other humans that I woke them up, but I don’t care. It’s the Watching, the lights are on. We aren’t supposed to be sleeping, although most of us pets do sleep during this time.

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