“Yes, I can smell you… your fear, your arousal,” I whisper to her ear.
She shivers from my words and I smile to myself. I love the way she feels and smells.
"Did the other warriors follow the scent also?" she asks.
"Yes," I answer.
I have never seen such beauty nor felt such desire. It is driving me insane. I want her sexually and need to taste her.
I take in a deep breath and inhale her scent. I begin panting and my cock hardens. I feel the need to fuck her right now.
I grab the female by the shoulders and pull her to me. Her eyes widen when I kiss her and she responds immediately by pushing me away. “Get the fuck off, you beast!” she screams.
I look down at her with lustful eyes. I slowly move towards her and grab her arm. She jerks away from me and tries to run. I grasp her waist and yank her back to me. She kicks and struggles but I hold her firmly.
"Let go of me!" she cries and attempts to kick me.
I squeeze her waist harder and pull her closer to me. When she strikes me in the chest, I remain puzzled by the feisty fragile human.
I need to dominate her and claim her.
I cup her face with my hand and gently rub her cheek with my thumb. "Shh, calm down Emma," I soothe her. "I won't hurt you."
“Get away from me,” she spits and bites my arm.
I laugh and let go of her. I grab her hand and place it over my heart. "Feel my heart," I command. "You will always know it beats for you."
Her eyes widen and she gazes at me in confusion.
"It's time for you to come with me," I say. "I want you to join my people and become a part of my tribe."
She shakes her head and pulls away from me. "No, I don't belong here. I'm not a freak or some piece of meat you can use and discard."
"You are mine," I growl.
She looks up at me with wide eyes. "What do you mean?"
I take her hand and lead her outside into the garden. I lean against a tree and watch as she examines our village.
The trees are tall and the grass is short. The plants that grow are bright green and vibrant. There is a small pond and many flowers blooming.
There are several huts made of wood and painted brightly with designs. Many bellarians are walking around and some are swimming in the water. But no females. The ones that are left are infertile and cannot bear our young. So, we must seek out others to breed.
"What about the women?" she asks curiously.
"The Virus that affected Valkryan females, affected Bellarian ones too. They cannot bear offspring.” I sigh heavily.
Emma frowns at me. "So they're all dead?" she asks sadly.
"A few remain," I reply with a nod. "They were infected with the virus and their bodies couldn't fight it. Some died quickly while others lived for months before succumbing to death. Our people feared the worst. We thought we would lose everything, our planet, and our race."
"How did this happen?" she asks with concern.
"We had gone through the portal many times and hadn't seen any signs of danger. Then the second time, many of us were sickened by a strange infection. The males became very aggressive and fought each other. Some of them died, including my father and his brother. Those left behind followed my mother's orders. She told them to keep the females safe and protect them. It was then that we realized what caused the disease. It came from the portal."
"My God, how awful," she murmurs.
I nod at her. "Yes, it was terrible."