Page 2 of Alien Prince's Claim

Then they would be off, Claiming their females and taking them into their individual suites.

The females stood before them wearing slutty negligees that left very little to the imagination — not that the males needed it to feel attracted to the females.

I could only imagine the powerful urges streaming through them right at that moment and imagined it to be a torrential river so powerful it was impossible not to get swept away with it.

Some of the females — and they were from a variety of different species backgrounds — stared back defiantly and I was sure the right male would soon hammer that defiance out of her.

Others were more demure and shy, and there was no doubt in my mind they would lay back and let the alien male do whatever he wished with them.

There was no holding back the advances of such a male.

As afraid as the females might be, they were desperate to lay with an alien male and become pregnant.

I understood as I felt the same way.

The moment the klaxon sounded, the males would be unleashed and race toward their prizes — any of the females they wished.

All they had to do was Claim them and lead them to the suites at the back of the facility where they would strip and carry out their desire, satiating themselves with all the passion pent up within them.

My attention shifted from the males to the females.

They seemed a strong bunch, and that was not something I wanted to see.

You see, I am not among their number.

I am what is known as a Reserve.

I was there in case one of the females pulled out, terrified and scared, getting cold feet at the last moment, and found themselves unable to go through with the process, unable to allow a male to Claim her.

Their contracts allowed them to pull out at any time.

It was extremely rare for a female to change her mind after she had already laid with a beast and been pumped with his seed.

In such a situation, the males were often reluctant to release their mate as they had already formed a bond with them.

Still, there had never been a case where the male refused to release the female and let her go.

No one wished to be with a mate who did not want to be with them.

And so another female would be sent to him — one who never turned him down as she felt lucky to have been put there as the replacement.

That was me.

I was a Reserve.

Blaaaaaa!

The klaxon sounded and the males rushed forward like a rampaging stampede of wild creatures.

Tusks and horns and wild fur and scales vied to get to the front, elbowing and slashing at each other with hooked claws, just to get an inch closer to the tasty morsels at the front of the room.

My attention was focused entirely on the females now as the males came closer, sniffing and grasping, seizing great handfuls of flesh and ass and boobs, snorting at their hair and growling at the back of their throats that I could hear clearly even from behind the one-way screening wall.

The wall was reinforced and damn near unbreakable — as much of the Claiming Room and suites at the back of the facility were.

Special requirements were necessary to cater to these gargantuan beasts.

One of the monsters grabbed a female by the arm and led her out of the room.

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