Conan’s voice washes over me, calming me. Evander unclips the leash. It was only ever there to make our coupling more intense – not a true mark of slavery.
Unsteady, as if drunk on their cum, I can barely stand. Conan helps me to one of the huge bathrooms, and I finally get control of my own quivering legs again. He closes the door and I look at myself in the mirror.
I’m simply covered in their thick, pearlescent cum. The pleasure dress is in tatters, and I don’t even remember anyone ripping it from me. I look at my body, and instead of feeling as though I am too big, I feel…
…calm.
It’s as though the cellulite on my legs no longer matters. It’s as if the stretch marks on my stomach are nothing to these three gorgeous men.
When they look at me, I realize, somehow, they see perfection where I only used to see flaws.
I furrow my brows. When I stare at the three men, I see Greek Gods…
…and then the realization hits me.
“They see… They see the same in me,” I gasp to myself, finally understanding the concept deeply.
The Aurelian species prizes fertility more than anything else. To them, my curvy body must be the most potent aphrodisiac known to their kind.
A giggle spontaneously exits my mouth. It’s so crazy to have the three hottest men in the universe drooling over me - but I guess that’s my life now!
Unless we aren’t mated.
The thought suddenly chills me.
I know how rare the Bond is – and I also know that it’s impossible to know if you’re Bonded or not until after an Aurelian and a human have sex together for the first time.
That’s why I couldn’t allow them to claim my virginity just moments ago – because if I had, they might have discovered that we weren’t Bonded – and then any motivation they had to rescue Danielle would be gone.
All that being said – the three Aurelians were so eager… So needy…
I realize that the triad are still young for their species – that much is evidenced by their lack of battle scars, which most Aurelians warriors wear like trophies.
Could it be…
Could it be that they’ve never slept with a woman before?
I breathe in sharply and quickly as a wave of panic hits me.
There I was, basking in the adoration of these three impossibly gorgeous men…
But what if they’re just enamored with me because I’m their first? What if they’re merely clinging onto me because I’m the first woman they’ve done anything sexual with - thinking that I’m more than I truly am only because they have no other point of reference.
The thought of suddenly not being special to these Aurelians shouldn’t hurt me – but it does.
I blink, and shake my head. I’m sticky, and red-faced, and filthy. Whatever my insecurities about these gorgeous Aurelians, I need to clean myself off!
I step into the shower and the water deluges down on me automatically. Sensors have already calibrated the temperature to the setting it biomechanically determined that I wanted.
Or thought I wanted.
“Hotter,” I hiss. The water heats up by a few degrees.
“Hotter!’ I say sharply, and then it turns up sharply, until steam fills the room.
I needed the water this hot – almost painfully so. The scalding water washes me clean of the Aurelian’s seed, and also cleanses my mind so that I can think.
I can’t lose myself to foolish fantasies of romance. I just met these three gorgeous men. They might make promises that they think they’ll adhere to, but in terms of emotional development and experience, these three are really no older than me – no matter how many hundreds more years they might have lived.
“Cool down,” I command, my skin pink and hot. The voice-recognition hears my order, and the water turns back to its initial temperature.
“The plan is working,” I say to myself, my voice muted by the deluge of water. “I managed to stop them from mating with me. If they do, it’s a one in a billion chance that we’re Bonded, and a huge bloody chance that they’ll instantly stop caring about me.” I take a deep breath. “All I need to do is keep them thinking we might be fated mates - just for as long as it takes to get Danielle free from those Bullfrog slavers.”
I think about Danielle, and how scared and terrified she must be. She’s trapped with those four Bullfrog bastards at that seedy casino – and, compounding my guilt – while she’s their prisoner, I’ve just enjoyed the most erotic experience of my life.
Waves of guilt rise up inside of me. I should have insisted we save her first – immediately.
But I didn’t even spare a thought for Danielle while I was pleasuring those Aurelians, and if I’m being honest with myself…
…pleasuring myself.
I shudder. This is not who I am. I can’t let this be my life. I can’t go from one form of ownership straight into another. I need to find out what I want in life – and not just the sultry pleasures of the flesh…
…even if I’d never realized they could be so good.
The water washes down on me, and I think deeply about the future.
As long as I am not Bonded to the Aurelians – and they don’t find that out until after we save Danielle – everything will be fine.
These men aren’t slavers. I don’t know why they left the Aurelian Empire – or if they even did. They might even be a covert task force, sent to dismantle slavery outside of the jurisdiction of the Empire.
It doesn’t matter. As long as I’m not Bonded to them, everything will be fine. I’ll be able to leave them when they realize I am not the woman they seek.
But…
It’s practically impossible. I shouldn’t even consider it…
But what if I am Bonded to them?
I’ve heard all the rumors about the Bond. Could they be true?
I don’t even know who I am yet. I’ve
