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"If anyone finds out she was abducted, that could put the entire Terruxian partnership at risk," the Commander shot back. He shook his head, visibly frustrated. "You'll just have to live with your guilty conscious," He added.

The Commander held out his hand, silently asking for the ring back.

I pulled the ring, the cloaking device, from my finger and handed it to him wordlessly.

The Commander sat down on his desk and began typing away at his computer, swiping files left and right. "I will have Greta as my own," He said, more to himself than to me. There was a moment of silence before he looked up. "Why are you still here? Get out of my sight. I will decide your punishment later."

I bowed my head. "My apologies, sir," I said.

"Your squad will hear about this failure, Zeysor," He added. "I suggest you do everything you can to repair your reputation."

***

When I left, I didn't go directly to my sleeping pod as the Commander said. My body was too tense and my head was swimming with emotional thoughts that had no place in the mind of a Hunter. I went to the relaxation chambers to clear my head.

The inside of the relaxation chamber was warm and dark. I settled back into the vinyl seat; the heat rolling over my naked body. It was soothing and my muscles began to unwind.

I pressed a button to close the door, leaving me in near-perfect darkness.

"Please choose an experience," The computer voice said.

I used the control panel to my left to select one of the options to relieve my sexual tension.

"Experience 2-XB. Confirm."

"Confirm," I said to the computer.

The heat rose within the tube and soft music flowed from the speakers. Floral scent swirled around me, like a female's perfume. The seat reclined and vibrated to massage the knotted muscles in my back. The massage moved down to my legs and then back up again.

My cock was hardening with anticipation, I could feel it drip down my shaft.

With a click, a robotic tube rose from the floor and guided itself over my cock. The flexible plastic made a tight but comfortable fit over my thickness. Warm lubricant was injected into the top and the tube began moving up and down my length.

A low moan escaped me. I clutched the arms of the seat as the machine pleasured my body.

The tube increased suction.

I hissed out a curse. A vision flashed before my eyes. That human female. Greta -- no, Lola. Her name was Lola, and I wanted her more than anything.

"Lola," I whispered as the machine increased speed.

What would Lola's soft body feel like? Would she be able to take my hardness? The girth of my manhood would test her limits, of that I was sure. Humans were so small and frail. Would she take it for me?

I grunted again, bucking my hips in unison with the machine. My entire body started to tremble as I imagined filling Lola's soft body with my seed. The head of my cock flared as I approached my climax.

I cursed again, clutching the seat so hard that the vinyl stretched under my fingertips. My breathing came out in gasps. I was so close now.

"Take if for me, Lola. Take my seed. Be my mate," I grunted.

The thought was too much. The very idea of her made me lose control. Hot cum burst from my cock and was suctioned away by the machine. The vibration slowed to a tremble and then turned off.

I collapsed back onto the seat, now slick with sweat. "Lola," Her name passed over my lips again, barely a whisper.

My vision blurred, but my mind was suddenly clear. I couldn't let Lola be punished because of my mistake. I had to do something. I needed to save her.

***

I donned my crisp black uniform and went straight to the holding cells.