Page 14 of Chosen
He’d theorized that it had something to do with her being his perfect mate, a concept that our ancestors held but it wasn’t something spoken of in these modern times.
I paid no heed to what I believed was nonsense or as I saw it at the time, his justification for marrying his breeder, but here I am. Victim to this incredible smell.
And this woman. This homo sapien woman….
I expected her to be at least modestly attractive but as I look down at her, our eyes meet and my body stiffens and my breath catches in my throat. My brain refuses to work and I don’t understand this visceral reaction I have toward her.
I silently tell myself that she is simply a means to an end but I can’t tear my gaze away from her. The shapeless black dress she wears does nothing for her figure but I can still discern that she has a pleasing shape.
Though she is perhaps more slender than I prefer in a female, her body is gently curved, especially her hips and breasts. She appears taller than the average female homo sapien but still much smaller than anysuperious. I reckon her head would fall at my torso.
But what really holds my attention is her face. Her darker skin and hair texture tells me she’s a descendant of the homo sapiens mostly found in sectors 7 and 8. Her features fascinate me, from her full lips remind me of soft pillows, plush and welcoming. Her nose is round and broad but it suits her face with its high cheekbones. And her eyes are feline like, tilted upwards.
My body quickens and my cock comes to life. I force my body to return to normal and take several calming breaths.
But despite this, my instinct is to pounce and fuck her to within an inch of her life.
What the fuck is wrong with me.
I’m no inexperienced youth. I have enjoyed the companionship of females in my lifetime. As Sector Leader, a snap of my fingers is all that’s necessary for me to sheath my staff deep inside the warmth of tight wet pussy.
This breeder however makes me want to turn her around, slam her against the wall and rut inside her like a wild animal. Perhaps she appeals to my animalistic side. I’m not sure and I don’t like it either.
To say she is quite beautiful would not be an exaggeration however I have no need for her beauty. I simply need her womb, I internally tell myself.
Whatever this temporary insanity is that has taken over my brain, I have no need for it. I shake my head to rid myself of these inconvenient sensations coursing through me.
“How much time do I have?” Her voice surprises me. It’s husky and at a lower register than I expected while still sounding feminine. I wanted to hear her speak again, but I silently remind myself that she is just a breeder.
“Jamie, Sector Leader Draken and I will have a discussion to determine the time of departure. Perhaps you should see your sister and parents. I’m sure they’d appreciate seeing spending as much time with you as possible before you go,” Magnus speaks to her in a gentle tone.
I ball my fists at my sides. It’s almost as if he hadn’t heard a word I’d said earlier. “We will be leaving within the hour. If you wish to say your goodbyes, I suggest you do so now. You may bring along anything you deem necessary for our trip.”
I’m not sure what I expect. Tears? Protests? For her to fall on her knees and plead to stay longer? But instead she shakes her head.
“I don’t need anything else. I can wait here while you have your meeting with Sector Leader Magnus.” Her eyes don’t quite meet mine as she speaks.
I find her words surprising? Is she so eager to leave this place? Has something happened that I’ve missed?
Magnus steps forward. “Jamie, I’ve already sent word to Noah and your parents that Sector Leader Draken has arrived. They’d be distressed if you left without saying goodbye.”
“I’ve already said what I needed to say to them. I don’t want any long goodbyes.” I keep my head down.
I refuse to let him guilt me into changing my mind. Clearly Magnus thinks he can stale me by playing upon my sympathies.
“I’ll have that word with you Sector Leader Magnus and then we will be taking our leave,’” I say through gritted teeth. The beast within me itches to jump to the surface.
His nostrils flare giving away his own agitation. “Of course.” But before we head through the door, he turns to my breeder. “Jamie, I no longer have the authority to tell you what to do but I hope you change your mind about giving your family a proper goodbye, not only for them but for your sake as well. I hope you don’t leave here with any regrets.”
Magnus then glances over his shoulder at me. “Follow me.”
Once the door closes behind us, I don’t wait for him to take a seat behind his desk before I relay my frustrations.
“I believed we had built a mutual respect for one another at the summit, but you clearly take me for a fool. First you attempt to deceive me about what’s in my breeder’s file and now you’re disregarding my wishes to take her and leave, as is my right? I have my own sector to take care of and I don’t wish to challenge you but you will have one if you continue to disrespect me.”
Magnus’ green eyes flash to amber as if he intends to shift but they swiftly switch back. With a heavy sigh, he rakes his fingers through his long red hair. “It was not my intention to deceive you, besides, you have access to the same files that I do.”
I cock my head to the side. “Then why was her picture blurred in the Registry. Only those with a high enough clearance can rearrange the photos in a personal file.”
