When the morning comes officially, as I woke far earlier than normal, I sluggishly go about my routine, eating, washing, dressing, preparing for the day.
Although I have no idea how the day will go.
I need to stop this. I need to let Callie go. I shouldn’t be with her, not ever again. Not once. The thought of being with another churns my stomach, but she has been with so many breeders. She can’t care for me. She doesn’t. I need to keep that in mind.
Because to dare to think otherwise, to think that she cares for me as much as I do her… I don’t want to do that to her. She needs to become pregnant, and I can’t do that for her.
Why not?
Because I’m a guard.
Ovian. Who cares what the overlord wants? Why do my own feelings and desire have no say in this?
But that’s why I’m in this mess in the first place, by doing what I wanted to do despite the overlord’s order. I’ve created this entire issue for us both.
So maybe I should just stop. Work on another floor. Ignore the females entirely.
How can I do that, though, when I’m charged to guard over the females? And I’m weak, so very weak. What if I can’t help myself? My self-control has been so weak lately.
But that’s my choice, isn’t it? I should be in control of my urges.
I’m not.
My chip chirps, and I flinch when I realize the incoming call is from the overlord himself.
“Overlord Nestrol.” My throat is dry, and I swallow hard, which makes me cough.
“Guard Adir, are you all right?”
“I’ve… I’m fine.”
Does he know about me and Callie? Or that I fucked Shawnta? Or that other one? Is he going to reassign me? Will I never see Callie again? The thought has my heartbeat speeding up.
“Good, good. I have an assignment for you.”
He doesn’t sound upset with me, but why the new assignment?
“You are to help a certain female,” he continues.
“Which one?” I ask eagerly. Maybe each guard will be assigned a particular female. If I can ask for—
“A captain is here from Earth. Her name is Captain Lara Barnes. She is here to help the women. You are to help her, to stay by her side, to give her anything and everything she needs. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Overlord Nestrol.”
“Whatever she needs,” he repeats firmly.
My stomach twists. Whatever she needs. Didn’t I use that phrase with Callie?
“Ah… yes, Overlord Nestrol.”
“Guard Adir, are you certain you’re all right?”
“Yes, Overlord Nestrol.”
“This is extremely important. We cannot allow an Earthling captain to be unhappy with her visit or to find any other reason to be unhappy with the goings-on here. Her happiness means the happiness of the Earthlings, and we must continue to maintain our good relationship with that species no matter what. At all costs.”
“Understood.”
“Guard Adir?”
“Yes?”
“Do not disappoint me.”
“Of course not, Overlord Nestrol.”
He disconnects the call.
I ground my teeth. Honestly, I do not want to help this captain, not at all. I only want to be with Callie, to spend time with her. Honestly, it’s not even about how my cock fills her entirely, as if my cock has been made for her. If all we did was just lounge around and talk, I would be perfectly happy.
No. I must stop thinking about her.
I must.
When I leave the apartment housing the guards, a driver is there. Instead of waiting for the other guards so we can ride to the breeding quarters together, the driver takes off for the spaceship. There is the Earthling captain.
I leave the centuricmobile behind to approach her.
“Adir?” she asks.
“Yes.”
“Hello.” She holds out her hand. “I am Captain Lara Barnes. I was told that you would assist me in any way that I need.”
“Yes.” I take her hand, and she moves it up and down before releasing it.
The captain asks a few questions, and I answer them. For most of the ride to the breeding quarters, we're silent. As soon as we arrive, I show her around the first floor, but when she realizes that the women are not housed here, she wants to move up to the next floor. Her hair is such a different color than Callie's, a yellow color. It reaches her shoulders, much shorter than Callie's. She walks briskly, shoulders back, chin lifted. There's something strong about her. Without a doubt, she commands authority. I can see why she's a captain.
I’m supposed to stay by her side, to help her explore the place. I know this, but I can’t. I can’t do this. Just being here is enough to make me want to crawl out of my skin. I know our relationship with the Earthlings is far more important than just one woman and one man, and I have to. I have to let Callie go.
So when the captain has her attention elsewhere, I duck away. I hide in one of the facilities, and I whip out my cock and try to make myself hard, to ejaculate, to get Callie out of my system.
But I can’t. I just can’t. In the back of my mind, I know it’s because I want to say goodbye to Callie, and my body is refusing to do that.
A part of me is being torn apart inside, but no. I have to be strong. I can rise above. I can do my station and nothing more.
Beyond frustrated, I head back toward the same floor where I left the captain. She’s walking toward me as I approach, and her blue eyes are flashing. Just like Callie, the captain doesn’t have neon-colored eyes.
"Adir?" she demands.
My eyes widen at her tone, and I nod. Ovian. Did something happen? Am I going to end up losing my position and authority as a guard because of the captain instead
