Page 43 of Monstrous Rampage
“That’s great. I’m glad to hear you approve of our selection. You seemed to converse easily with him.”
“He was easy to talk to.”
“Unlike the BGR++?”
I’d conversed plenty with Syko too—but it’d been all on our private grid. “He was too pissed off to listen to me much.”
Another view screen glided up from the foot of the bed. In the video, I sat on a thick buttress root, holding Rekt’s hand. He was on his knees in front of me, gazing at me so earnestly it made my throat tighten with emotion. He’d tried so hard to put me at ease.
The sound increased in volume, replaying our conversation.
“What do you remember?” I asked.
“Waking up in my sleeping chamber with orders to meet you.”
“I’d have told Snyder to go fuck himself.”
“Perhaps agents could simulate coitus though I’m having a difficult time picturing it.”
I laughed. “I didn’t mean actual sex. It’s slang. Syko said he could adjust his mannerisms to better match mine, including cursing. Is that something you can do too?”
“Language update applied, motherfucker.”
The video paused, and Snyder asked, “When did Syko tell you he could adjust his mannerisms to better match yours?”
Oh shit. My heart rate accelerated. I could feel my eyes fluttering, as if looking around inside my own head for a lie he’d believe.Simple is better. Play dumb.“In the cell.”
Snyder’s head tipped sideways slightly, and the video switched to a dark recording. Static and lines kept racing through the video, but I could see movement. The dark bulk of Syko’s beast. Me, naked, lying on the floor just below. The camera must have been above the door.
The video crackled and hummed, but then I heard my voice.
“Please don’t eat me. You’re dynos, designation BGR++. You’re supposed to be part of a squad. I’ve seen how dyni work together. I might be able to help. Please let me help you.”
A low, sinister growl rumbled through the video.
“No, please! I’m not part of DSC. They kidnapped me from my planet. It’s called Earth. Have you heard of it? I’m not working with or for them. I’m just as much a prisoner as you.”
Seeing Syko’s ginormous head reaching toward me on the camera was surreal. Had I really found the courage to stand in front of such a monstrous beast and not run screaming straight to the loony bin?
“Please don’t eat me. I can help.”
I watched him shove me against the wall. His tongue flicking over me. Despite my fear then—and now—my core tightened. Remembering. Terror mixed with arousal. Explosive pleasure.
The camera whirred, skipping, zooming in closer. Static increased in volume, but I could hear my whisper.
“I don’t know how much they can hear. I’m assuming everything, especially as long as that band’s on my arm. Snyder promised it would transport me out of here if you started to hurt me.”
Great. So they really had heard just about everything. My mind scrambled frantically in circles, a rat trapped in a cage. What else had I said? What excuse could I use for how Syko had communicated with me—that wasn’t the truth?
“Ready for all hell to break loose?”I whispered as I took off the bracelet and flung myself against the massive T-rex. The video fast forwarded through him mauling me. Licking me. The abrasion of his tongue on my tender skin like sandpaper. Too much, but also just right.
Snyder’s voice played. “Breed her, and we’ll release you from the program entirely. You can go anywhere in the universe you want. We won’t pursue you. As far as DSC is concerned, you were already terminated.”
The damaged camera caught everything that followed, though at least Snyder fast forwarded through it. They hadn’t been able to see much of the actual penetration, but oh boy, did they hear it. Every grunt and groan and scream and gasp. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the image to save myself from responding but it was too late.
My pussy was so wet I could feel it dripping down my thighs. Fucking embarrassing. But there wasn’t anything I could do about it.
“Target acquired,” an agent said. “Running diagnostics.”
