Few days passed yet the girl didn't even dare touch the food, despite the fact that she was basically starving.
She anxiously paced the room like a restless lion in its cage, her stomach cramping in protest as she held an internal battle with herself, torn between the hunger and the fear of what could possibly happen to her if she ate it.
Oh fuck it.
"Are you sure she's ready?" Dr. Nasri asked her co-worker as they watched the girl crazily pace around her room.
"Well, she's completely healed, and we cannot waste anymore time, you know that," Sasha answered matter-of-factly, giving his co-worker a look.
Dr. Nasri blew out a tired breath,
"Well let's hope that this one will survive," She crossed her fingers whilst hopefully looking at the girl.
The other experiments didn't exactly succeed as they couldn't even survive the first three months of pregnancy; the BloodHounds' offsprings being way too powerful and life-draining for their Earth-raised bodies. That is if they somehow survived being impregnated in the first place.
"Bring him in," The doctor commanded into his small intercom device, a glass door opening soon after, revealing the same BloodHound that had captured the girl.
She stealthily munched on the few pieces of soft bread, warily looking around as if she were stealing it. Her stomach still hurt a little bit since it was struggling to digest the food after days of running empty, her entire body jerking in surprise as soon as she heard that soft slide, indicating that someone has entered the room.
She quickly turned around, eyes going wide as the very same BloodHound that had managed to capture her now entered, bronzed muscles on full display as he only wore a pair of black underwear.
She thickly swallowed, the small piece of soft bread slipping from her hand and falling onto the spotless floor as he approached with determined strides, keeping that scarily emotionless look plastered all over his godly features.
"No..." She took a step back, her entire body already shaking with raw fear.
What was going on?
"W-wait, what do you want from me?"
She tried to evade his grasp and run but failed miserably as he shifted faster than her mind could comprehend and effortlessly caught her, making her cry out in fright.
"N-no!"
She squirmed in his vice grip, feeling the hard planes of his incredibly hot body against her own as he tightly held her back pressed against his front.
The lights suddenly turned into a dark red, enveloping them into a red soft glow, the girl crying helplessly as he suddenly ripped her tank top off of her body in one swift movement.
She screamed and tried to escape him, only to have his muscled arm wrap over her plump and pert breasts like a steel band while the other held her by the waist.
"No! Please stop!"
She could feel his hot breath fan over the side of her damp neck as he held her impossibly close to his body, with no means to escape.
Not that she could anyway. He was a powerful super-being whereas she was just a puny little human...
She started to cry even harder as she thought about it, momentarily falling limp into his arms.
"Help me...please..."
Her eyes widened as she heard him faintly whisper into her ear, so soft that she couldn't help but wonder if she had somehow imagined it, mere seconds before he plunged one of his fangs into her neck, injecting her with a some sort of euforic drug.
Her legs immediately turned into jello whilst he ripped her underwear off of her body and turned her around into his arms to look into her clouded eyes.
"I'm sorry..." He whispered against her parted lips. He ripped off his underwear as well, fully aware of the audience present just behind the glass wall.
He had no other choice.
With a shaky exhale, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye as he firmly grabbed her asscheeks and held her trapped between his body and the wall, her feet dangling in the air as he swiftly buried his rock hard member into her tight and constricting pussy, the girl letting out a strangled noise.
His galaxy eyes peered right into her own, performing rushed and jerky movements in his attempt to seem as uncaring as possible, the muscles on his naked body tensing as he struggled to contain his seed.
Soon, her small moans and whimpers inevitably started to resound throughout the sterile room as he repeatedly slammed into her until she simply screamed in pure pleasure, her inner walls clenching around his member, coating it in seminal liquid and even flowing down his thighs.
"Oh..." A small moan escaped Neylani's purple painted lips as she watched the incredibly hot scene from behind the glass, drawing her co-worker’s attention.
“You’re so turned on by this, aren’t you?” Sasha smirked as he watched her hold her legs so tightly closed and squirm uncomfortably as she stared at the BloodHound’s muscled and glistening back as he rammed into the girl, fucking her hard and fast against that wall.
“Here, let me help,” He seductively whispered as he approached her from behind and ripped her lab coat open, earning himself a gasp as he rather boldly slipped a hand under her blouse to fondle her breast while the other found its way into her pants, slipping a finger into her soaking wet folds.
Neylani bit her lips in an attempt to hold back the moans bubbling up within her throat as Sasha expertly rubbed her clit and pumped his fingers into her while she continued to watch what was happening behind that glass.
The muscles in the BloodHound’s broad back and tight posterior coiled as he fought with all his might not to release himself into the poor and fragile girl, so he thrusted for a few moments longer, faking his climax before gently slipping out of her tortured pussy and taking a few ragged breaths to coerce his still angry and swollen member to go lax again.
He looked at her glistening and delicate features, the girl barely seeing him from between her half-closed lids as she remained limp in his arms.
Swiftly grabbing her by the back of her trembling legs he gathered her in between his arms and moved to place her over the bed before he exited the room, all sweaty and covered in her juices.
Madeleine sat over the bed, her back resting in between the two corners of the room as she held her knees close to her chest.Her tortured mind kept reeling back to those hazy moments, reminiscing that stabbing pain as that alien monster forced his way into her, the way he held her as he invaded her body and that last, unbelievably intense and overwhelming sensation...Help me...Those words kept repeating themselves into her mind, making her fret as she incessantly wondered why did he whisper those words to her.Help him with what?How could she?She was the one trapped, locked into that stupid room for torture, not the other way around!Her gaze narrowed as she looked at the mirror wall, a wave of anger surging within her.She had to do something. She had to escape somehow. She could not let these monsters torture her and drive her any more insane.She was going to fight. No matter what.She had to at least try. She owed it to herself.And Tate.Another stray tear fell from the corn
Dr. Nasri sat right next to the sterile white countertop, taking notes as she observed on the screen the reaction between a chemical compound and a small Negative blood sample while the BloodHound stood in his usual spot, frozen like a statue and arm at ready, since he was also her designated guardian.The habitual silence stretching through the lab got mildly interrupted as the small hissing sound of the glass door sliding open tore through, indicating that someone has entered.The BloodHound remained unmoving as Dr. Nazarov stormed inside, wearing an unsatisfied frown plastered over his juvenile features."She is still not impregnated yet..." He informed his colleague with a sigh, running a hand through his blonde locks in utter frustration."What? How?" Neylani's dark brows shot up with evident confusion since they had never even heard of such thing happening before.The BloodHounds were creatures designated to succeed in every single aspect, their bodies being genetically enhanced
Madeleine sat on her knees over the bed, her awaiting food long forgotten as she stared at herself through the mirror wall, her gaze unfocused as those words still repeated themselves within her mind, over and over again.Help me stop this...Was he somehow a prisoner too?She couldn't help but wonder, a frown marring her features as she stared at the same wall long and hard.Why were these people doing this anyway? What did they really want from her? Aside from sending that alien monster to have his way with her and keeping her captive within these walls, they hadn't done anything else to her. Yet.She shuddered as her mind pictured various scenarios where she was being tortured and prodded at, making her involuntarily wrap her arms around herself for some sort of protection.She wanted to escape so badly... But how could she?She didn't even have a single tool she could use since her eating ustensils were made out of some sort of organic cardboard -aside from the steel tray, which s
"Come with me,"She hesitated as she stared at the intimidating creature before her, letting out another frightened scream as the lights suddenly turned red, a loud alarm blaring through the building.Knowing what that meant, the BloodHound immediately let go of the gentle and calm pleading and shot forward to just grab her instead, earning himself another scream as he threw her over his shoulder and started moving as fast as he could.There was such little time.The frail little human being kept struggling and crying over his back as he shattered a glass door with just a strong kick, his gloved hand hovering above the gun strapped to his thigh as his eyes quickly scanned the area for any threats.All clear.The shards of glass crunched under his combat boots as he stepped past the threshold and fastly moved down the hallway, dead set on his destination; the pods.However, as soon as they reached another corner, he abruptly stopped as he could hear the sounds of heavily breathing, bei
What kinds of monsters were these people?She wondered as the BloodHound kept dragging her after him, down a hallway and to the left, then to the right and so on, her mind slightly dizzy and her feet aching as she struggled to keep up.And why the sudden change? Why would this creature want to save her?Her gaze momentarily fell to that gloved hand wrapped around her wrist, failing to even notice when he had suddenly taken a halt, her forehead inevitably smacking against his bare back.She stumbled back with an "oof", mildly rubbing her forehead before she took a step and warily peered from behind his broad shoulder, noticing that same young woman she'd only seen once before into her sterile prison along with a young male she'd never seen before.Both looked pretty shocked as their gazes kept shifting between her and the BloodHound, the latter wasting but a single breath before he expertly pulled out that gun strapped to his thigh and pointed it straight at them, making the dark-skinn
Lights flickered on as soon as he set foot inside the pod, the feeble human being wildly trembling in his arms as he carried her towards the center console and placed her in a seat."No, I can't do this!" He heard her whimper as soon as he moved to occupy his seat as well, his sharp senses detecting a sudden increase in her cortisol and adrenaline levels as he watched her make a dash straight towards the still open hatch.Yet before she could set foot past the threshold, she suddenly froze in place for a moment as she noticed the small group of soldiers passing through the first set of double sliding doors. And with a small and frightened scream she turned around and ran straight back to him, hiding behind his broad back like a scared little infant just as he pushed a certain button, effectively sealing the hatch shut.Madeleine's breath came out in short and harsh puffs, her eyelids tightly closed as she could hear the faint sounds of shots being fired at the sealed hatch.Her hands
She watched him detach that safety shield away from his bare torso, the action causing an involuntary startle wrack throughout her body as her mind casually registered the fact that they were alone, and trapped within the metal confinement for an unknown period of time.There was nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.She was practically at his mercy, their staggering difference in height and strength creating a certain unease constantly present within her, the history of their previous encounters only making her feel even more guarded, regardless of his last actions and words."S-so how long until we get there, t-to Proxima Centauri?" She nervously asked as she watched him approach, mildly flinching the moment his gloved hands landed on her shield to take it off."Precisely a week, in Earth time," He cooly answered, his galaxy eyes already following her every movement and reaction.He slowly took a few retracting steps, allowing her the safe space her overwrought mind needed, immediately t
He quietly observed her, thoroughly analyzing every movement, every change in her heartbeat and breathing and every single tiny little twitch, dead set on trying to understand her behaviour.He needed to know everything there was about her since they were traveling to a planet where she would be forced to adapt and survive.He knew humans were naturally very different; some stronger whilst others, much similar to their animal companions tended to rely on others for survival.It did not bother him, the thought that he would need to fight for both himself and the earthling. He only needed to be prepared, for he knew exactly what was expecting him, back home.At least he had advantage in strength and intensive training.He closely listened to that soft and serene vibration as she hummed a random tune, her palm pressed against the indestructible and see-through pane of glass as she stared into the neverending abyss of darkness with such fascination."Madeleine..." He tested her name, imme