Page 34 of Fresh Flesh

Maisie

The barn providesshelter from the terrible storm raging outside. I gather my poncho around my shoulders a little more tightly and shiver, but not with cold.

When the first hidden human home came into sight below us, Joras fell deathly silent. I knew what he was thinking. He was thinking that he should be taking account of all of their locations. Joras was thinking he really needed to tell his superiors about all of these humans hiding out in the mountains of California.

I’d begged him not to tell anyone, to forget what he had seen. More stony silence had greeted my request.

I have begun to realize that my three Grengoran’s affection for humans stops and ends with me, and only me. Any other human is just meat to be eaten, or maybe entertainment for the gladiatorial games.

I can’t abide that happening to the poor people living in the mountains. After all, I’m the one who brought this down upon them. If I hadn’t let myself get captured by Joras, Mlarx, and Lurg in the first place, if I had just completed my journey and my task…

If, if, if. You can kill yourself thinking about if. It happened, and now I have to deal with it.

I turn to Joras and see him staring out the barn’s one open window, watching nature vent its fury on the mountainside. His jaw is set hard, his eyes equally so as he sits without moving. I come over to him and put my hand on his shoulder, and he barely stirs.

“You’re thinking about the farms and homes we saw on our way here, aren’t you?”

Joras doesn’t reply, not with words. But he does turn to look at me with an expression that speaks volumes. He’s torn between his sense of duty to the empire, and his sense of duty to me.

“Can’t you just forget what you have seen?” I beg. “The Grengorans have plenty of humans on their farms. You don’t need these humans for food, do you? Not really.”

He heaves a long sigh and cups my cheek with a gentle hand.

“Sweet Maisie,” he says softly. “I would do anything for you, anything, but…I am being derelict in my duty. The fact is we don’t need these escaped and hidden humans for food…but they could repopulate the world, and the Earth could end up in just as dire of straits as it was in when we first came to save it.”

That’s right. I forgot that the Grengorans believe they are some kind of saviors to this planet. It’s true that humans had damaged the ecosystem, but at the same time I’m not sure we deserved death for that.

The Grengorans removed any chance of us redeeming ourselves, or fixing the problems we caused. I resent them for that, but I can’t hold Joras responsible for what his empire has done. He’s just a cog in the machine.

“Please,” I say softly, draping myself over him. “Please.”

He grabs me and holds me at arm’s length, and I think he’s angry. Then he gets a smile on his lips.

“Do you not think you are wearing too many clothes to be begging this of me?”

I start, and then smile myself. If sex is the price of his silence then I’ll pay that and consider it a bargain.

I slip the poncho off my head and toss it aside. The wet weather has plastered my remaining garments to my body. I peel off the shirt, revealing my breasts to his sight. His eyes widen, glazing over with desire.

He takes me in his arms and kisses me hard. I moan into his mouth, molding my body to fit his own. His hands slide all over my skin, gripping my ass cheeks and prying them apart. I gasp as he slides his fingers through the groove of my ass, down to my dripping wet pussy.

His fingers aren’t enough, I need so much more. He senses my need, grabbing me in his arms and pushing me up against the barn’s rough wooden wall. Joras fumbles with his trousers, getting his fly open. I help extract his throbbing cock, then lift my leg and let him push it inside of me. My eyes flutter closed as he stretches me inch by inch.

“Oh Joras,” I cry. “It feels so good to have you inside of me.”

He grunts, thrusting into me with animalistic urgency. I moan, my fingers digging into his scaled shoulders as I hold on for dear life.

Pulses of pleasure stream through my body, flashing like the lighting in the sky overhead. Electric delight flows into my body, mind, and soul. Maybe it’s the storm, or the urgency of the hidden human’s plight, but I cum harder than I have in all my life.

I wrap all four limbs around Joras and hold him close, kissing him and moaning my way through orgasm aftershocks. I hope he wants me to keep paying the price all night long.

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