Page 10 of Radakk's Mate
I manage to consume a third of the meal. Just eating that small amount makes me full. But I feel my strength returning, and I’m no longer on the verge of passing out. The large glass of water helps too. It’s cold and tastes fresher than what I’m used to.
After storing the leftovers in the fridge, I set about exploring my fancy prison. It’s hard to believe I’m currently occupying the quarters of former Founders—wealthy Earthers who helped bankroll the construction of theJansonnaover a hundred years ago.
The living space contains multiple sitting areas filled with plush sofas and chairs, expansive shelves brimming with thousands of books, and multiple large viewing screens that reveal an impressive view of the Darrvason fleet and star-kissed space beyond. The main bedroom is a dream, the bed piled with warm covers and fluffy pillows. There are also two massive bathrooms.
Compared to my family’s quarters, this place is a palace. I growl under my breath, wanting to banish thoughts of my family’s quarters and the people I used to live with. The people who were supposed to care about me but never did. My father, two uncles, and three male cousins. I don’t think I’ll ever see them again, and I’m not sorry for it.
I settle in front of the large viewscreen and watch theHaxxal. My future home. I’m still having difficulty believing I’m going to live there, that I’ll soon become Emperor Radakk’s mate.
After about an hour, the docking tunnel finally retracts from theJansonnaand folds seamlessly back into the large alien vessel. TheHaxxalis the biggest ship in the Darrvason fleet, though most of the other ships are still larger than the human worldship.
I jump up and hurry to the nearest comm screen. But when I press the button to turn it on, nothing happens. Damn. I assume the captain will make a ship wide announcement soon, and I would really like to hear it.
Though the meeting between the leaders of theJansonnaand the Darrvasons was supposed to remain a secret, many people aboard the worldship have access to viewscreens and would’ve witnessed the ships docking for a full two hours. Unless he wants panic to spread, Captain Warren will have to give a pretty speech about how we’re making friends with the aliens and there’s no need for panic. Probably no mention of a possible alliance yet, but I bet that’ll come soon. Likely in a matter of days.
Two thousand women. At minimum. It’s a huge number, and I’ll be among that first wave of females handed over to the Darrvasons.
TheHaxxaldrifts away from theJansonna, taking up position at the edge of the Darrvason fleet. Waiting. The aliens plan to wait until the captain and his command team reach a decision. And if the captain dicks around too long and all systems on the worldship fail? The Darrvasons will pillage theJansonnafor fertile females and leave everyone else to perish. That’s what Emperor Radakk threatened, though I can’t be sure whether he was bluffing.
I pray he’s not that cruel and depraved.
Suddenly, I’m so exhausted, I can barely keep my eyes open. I venture to the massive bedroom and randomly open drawers until I find a pair of pajamas. After changing, I crawl under the covers of the soft, warm bed. Sleep soon claims me.
Chapter6
RADAKK
Thalia standsnaked in the center of my bedroom. My thoughts are fuzzy. I don’t remember collecting her, yet here she is. All mine for the taking.
The pretty female’s head is lowered. She’s trembling, and worry keeps flitting across her face. She crosses her arms over her chest, no doubt trying to hide her breasts.
A moment later, she shifts and reaches one hand down, attempting to shield her womanhood at the same time.
“Drop your arms to your sides,” I snap. “You are my mate and I wish to inspect you before I claim you.” Yes, that must be why she’s standing here naked. I must’ve decided to inspect her before we consummated our mating union.
With a whimper, she obeys, though I notice she’s now pressing her thighs tightly together. She’s trying to hide her body from me as much as she can, my nervous little mate.
A dark thrill charges through me, and my blood heats further.
Soon, she will be mine.
I move closer, then kneel in front of her. I position my head to stare directly at her smooth pink slit. Despite her nervousness, the scent of her arousal is heavy in the air, and I haven’t even touched her yet.
My scrotum vibrates faster and my shafts throb so hard, I can’t stop the growl from escaping my throat. Thalia gasps and makes to step backward, but I grab her by the hips and force her to remain in place.
“If you don’t cooperate while I inspect you, little spy, I will have no choice but to punish you. Do you want a spanking?” My gaze flickers to her brown eyes.
“No. Please. I-I am trying to cooperate. I’m sorry.” Her voice comes out shaky and she bows her head deeper in a lovely show of penance.
“I am your mate. Your master.” I release one of her hips and reach for her slick folds. “You belong to me, and I will touch you whenever I wish. I will inspect you whenever I wish, and I will claim you whenever I wish. Now, spread your legs. Obey me.”
She whimpers again, and her lips quiver as though she might cry. But she finally steps her feet apart, spreading her legs to my liking, revealing her wet slit fully to my gaze. She swallows hard and seems to gather herself, the glimmer of tears fading from her eyes.
Another dark thrill hits me. She’s an intoxicating specimen of femininity and she’s all mine. All mine to do with as I please.
I rub a digit through her folds, dipping inside to draw her moisture over her engorged nubbin. She shudders and makes high-pitched noises deep in her throat, little wordless protests that make my shafts throb harder.
Her whole body is shaking. Likely due to a combination of fear and arousal. Arousal that she’s probably experiencing for the first time. Wait, no. I suddenly remember that when I encountered her in the docking bay after she was caught spying, I detected her arousal as I questioned her in the privacy of the alcove.
