Page 59 of Grulen

Holy fuck.Talk about direct.

Stalad’s tail jerked before it settled around his ankle.Krinir’s eyes narrowed and Fraddar smirked.Lollek shook her head.

“I’m honored by your interest, Lady Niksen.However, I suffer from amnesia from an accident and do not know if I have a female waiting for me.Until I know for certain my status, I do not feel comfortable pursuing sexual relations with anyone.”

The Orkite placed a hand on his shoulder and kneaded his flesh before slowly caressing his arm.He stepped back and she followed.

“No one has to know.I’m not looking for commitment, just a hard fuck I think you can provide.”

Shaking his head, Stalad said, “I would know.It’s dishonorable.”He glanced down at her hand on his arm.“Please refrain from touching me.”

She drew a claw across his skin marking his flesh.

“Do you know who I am?How important I am on Arona?No one dares to tell me no.”

“I just did, and I will continue to do so.”

She placed her fists on her hips.

“You will regret your refusal.”

Morgan saw red.She dropped her pretense of not listening and stepped between the two.Her forefinger poked at Niksen’s chest.She tilted her head back to look the Orkite in the eye.

“Listen, bitch, he said no.”

“This is none of your concern.”

“It’s everyone’s business when someone forces another and tries to take away their agency as it pertains to their own body.”Morgan’s breathing became shallow, and her vision turned black at the edges.Her arms wrapped around her waist.“Male or female, no means no.It does not mean you should convince or coerce another to consent to something they don’t want to do.”

“Perhaps our cultures are different in how we approach mating.”

“If a being says no and you force someone who is unwilling, it is rape.”Sweat beaded on Morgan’s face, but chills ran down her spine.She collapsed to the floor, rocking herself.“No means no,” she repeated over and over.

“Oh, shit.Someone get Lezon down here,” Kara said.

Abby glared at Niksen.

“Everyone step back and give her room.”She knelt in front of Morgan.“Morgan, honey, it’s Abby.Can you hear me?”

“No means no, otherwise it’s rape.”Tears ran down Morgan’s face.

“You’re right.Can you take a deep breath for me?In through your nose and out through your mouth.”Abby demonstrated, but Morgan’s eyes were blank, then her head fell forward, her auburn hair blocking her face.

“What’s wrong with her?”Niksen demanded.

Rain said, “You triggered her PTSD.”

“PTSD?”

“Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder,” murmured Stalad.

All the human women except Morgan looked at him sharply.

“How do you know that term?”Kara asked.

“I don’t know.”

“You’ve obviously had experience with humans if you know that acronym.There’s more to you, Stalad, than we realized.”Rain gave him an assessing look.

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