Again, the urge to laugh beats at my chest, but it’s not out of humor. Oh no. This goes way beyond that and into the realm of madness. “I don’t mean rearrange my guts literally. It’s an expression. You know, like fuck me, Daddy. Rearrange my guts with that massive cock of yours.”

His brows furrow again as he looks over at Kanaes. The other alien does his best to smother a laugh, but is unable to hold it in.

“If you’ve looked over the transmissions regarding sexual intercourse, you will find all sorts of expressions. I can’t fathom what half of them mean, but they’re titillating to hear. Much like, ‘Help me, stepbrother. I’m stuck.’”

My eyes nearly bulge out of my sockets. “Porn? Are you talking about watching porn?” Somehow, I thought alien lifeforms would be above all of that, but it seems their needs might align with ours more than I originally thought.

Arousal swirls in my veins as I watch the two go back to work, their thoughts back on the task at hand and not some horny step siblings in compromising situations. Squirming on the table, Ifinally look at them with something other than either fear or curiosity.

Their broad shoulders fill the space, and yet, somehow, their movements are nimble and agile despite their massive size. Shiny suits stretch across taut muscles that bulge and ripple with every twitch. On Earth, I was lucky to catch a glimpse of a specimen as fine as one of them, but here, there are two waiting to pleasure me. At least, that’s what the other alien promised.

“What’s your name?” I manage to say as the arousal thickens my words.

He looms over me, his lips splitting into a wide grin. “And what would you do with it, little cow?”

“Scream it out in ecstasy?” The coy flirt feels foreign on my lips.

I’m no stranger to finding pleasure in a man’s arms, but it always felt like an itch to be scratched, a mutual transaction. I never had to flirt. All I had to do was let a man do all the talking and sweep me up into his arms and into his bed. Now that I’m face to face with two hot aliens, I find I have no clue what’s even expected of me.

“Nice offer, but that pleasure will not be mine. That will be your Rancher’s. My name is Tirayasu, but to you, I will be referred to as Medical Rancher, as will Kanaes.”

Rancher. Cow. My body chills as my brain tries to make sense of it all. I feel like there’s a piece of the puzzle I’m missing, but nothing makes itself apparent. If only I were back at work.

I understand code and computers better than men. If I’m being honest, humans in general seem to escape me. Perhaps it’s because I can read them with ease, and that makes them fallible in my eyes.

Try as I might, I can’t seem to understand these aliens, and for the first time in a long time, I feel off-kilter. Nothing makes sense, and the more I try to make it make sense, the worse itbecomes. All I can do is lie helpless on the table as he brings over a large syringe.

Before I can ask what it’s for, he plunges it into my arm. The sting is immense, but no worse than all the vaccines I’ve gotten before traveling the world with my work. In fact, the burning feels almost familiar, almost like home.

Both bustle about, their movements hurried, frantic almost. Medical Rancher Tirayasu comes down toward the foot of the gurney and fiddles with something I’m unable to see. Soon, however, he spreads my legs wide, opening my pussy up to his hungry gaze.

I can’t help the small moan that slips from my lips as he runs his fingers along my inner thighs. This shouldn’t be a turn on. I should be out of my mind with fear. These aliens are going to rape me, and I’m just letting it happen.

Technically, they can’t rape the willing. And I become more willing with the time that passes. My breaths come in haggard pants as fire races through my system, burning me from the inside out.

I’m vaguely aware of his hand pressing down against my mound as he digs the heel of his palm into my bladder. The rim of a glass grinds against my inner lips, but I can’t seem to understand what is required of me. The pleasure rolling through me is far too great.

Soon, Medical Rancher Kanaes comes up to the head of the table and jerks my face toward his. “We need a urine sample. Pee.”

It must be for their experiments. At least they're not impregnating me. Closing my eyes, I will the mortification to go away as I force myself to pee for these otherworldly beings. All of this is still so strange, but I can’t deny the carnal need flowing through me as I empty myself into the glass.

Fookme, but if this ends up being a dream, I will need to have myself committed.

Chapter Three

Fiona

The beings stare at me, watching for something. What, I cannot even fathom. I suck at reading human minds. I’m sure aliens' minds aren’t any easier. Off to the side, Medical Rancher Tirayasu taps the glass of piss and mutters to himself.

Though I should be able to understand him, his words are far too low for me to discern what’s being said. The only thing keeping my breathing at a steady rhythm is that he doesn’t look to be concerned. But then, are they capable of that?

The soft blip of my pulse amps up as worry niggles at my brain. Medical Rancher Kanaes looks over, his brows pulling down into a fierce frown. So they can emote displeasure after all.

“She panics. Fix it.” His growled words wash over my skin, making me shiver. The other lumbers over and places his beefy hand against my breastbone. Unfortunately, all it does is make those beeps fire off even more rapidly. “You make it worse,” he snarls at Medical Rancher Tirayasu.

“Don’t you think I see that?” Looking down at me, he locks his gaze with mine. “Breathe, cow. I cannot deliver you asphyxiated. My salary cannot cover the loss of one as precious as you. Be a good little heifer and breathe.”

Of all the ridiculousness. Hysterical laughter bubbles up my throat, causing the Medical Rancher looming above me to tilt his head. He looks like a giant blue puppy. So much so that the laughter continues, taking on a wheeze as my body tries to come to terms with the sensations flowing over me.