6.

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 to survive, thrive and breed, no matter how harsh the environment. They were basically unstoppable creatures.

"I don't know. She is still fertile and they are fully compatible," He pointed out as if he were talking about a pair of lab rats, as usual completely ignoring the BloodHound standing right across the room as he strode towards Neylani's workspace.

"Is his seed not potent enough then?" She suggested, earning herself a clueless shrug.

"I don't know, maybe we should assign another BloodHound to complete the task. We need to succeed this," Sasha mumbled with a pensive look plastered over his features as he bent forwards to rest his elbows over the countertop, completely oblivious at the sudden change in the BloodHound's stance. The creature's back muscles coiled with tension as those words registered within his calculative mind, his life-sustaining organ pumping with a little more violence as his gloved fingers twitched over the gun strapped to his thigh, his trained brain already picturing several scenarios and their possible outcomes.

"Let's take a sample, and if he is not, we will send soldier 0420 to mount her tomorrow," Neylani decided, earning herself a simple nod from her partner.

And without further ado, she climbed down from her swiveling chair and strode across the room straight towards the unmoving BloodHound, their staggering difference in height almost comical as she stared up at his stone-like features for a moment.

And with a harsh tug and a little bit of struggling she managed to take down his combat vest and shirt, her tongue darting out to lick her lips at the sight of his perfectly built torso.

Amazing...

She mentally whispered, observing his unresponsive stance as she slowly trailed her fingers over his soft and caramel-colored skin, feeling the hard planes of his well-defined muscles.

Growing a little impatient to further touch him, she hurried to unbuckle his belt and dragged his olive green cargo pants down his hips, her lips parting at the sight of his impressive size, even in flaccid state.

She smirked, proceeding to take a rather rough hold of his member and started to slowly pump, up and down, feeling it quickly start to increase in size and hardness.

Wetness gathered in her panties as she could feel his soft skin and bulging veins in the palm of her hand as she stroked and stroked, escaping a small sigh of her own, since he only kept standing still as a statue, eyes unfocused.

She couldn't help but feel sexually attracted to this creature, ever since she had first laid eyes on him. After all, he was designed this way. Created to attract and deceive with those flawless features of his.

A tiny moan bubbled up within her throat as another flow of juices dripped from her pussy, completely ignoring the presence of her project partner as she fell down to her knees and wrapped her lips around his angrily swollen member, proceeding to suck hard and fast, bobbing her head back and forth.

"What are you doing?" Sasha asked from his spot as he incredulously stared at the scene, albeit visibly aroused by her actions.

"He is not releasing himself, so I decided to give him a little help," She shrugged as she paused to look over her shoulder, to her co-worker.

"He's very tasty by the way," She commented with a smirk, dragging her tongue all the way up to his bulbous tip, slowly sucking it for a few times before she felt just a tinge of that salty substance.

"Bring me a cup," She demanded, stretching a hand out to her side while the other wrapped around the throbbing member to give it another few hard strokes, Sasha quickly moving to place a sample cup in her awaiting hand, mere seconds before the BloodHound let go with a barely audible grunt, spilling his seed into the cup as she quickly held it close to his member.

Once finished, she rose back up to her feet without so much as a single glance spared back to the BloodHound as she turned around and walked straight to the analysis machine incorporated into the countertop.

"What happened to "not touching" the subjects?" Sasha commented, mirth lacing his tone as he gazed at his partner in amusement.

"Oh please, he's just a BloodHound. We have plenty of these at our disposal anyway. It's not like Alpha Arien is going to stop their production any time soon anyway," She dismissively said with a flick of her wrist before shoving the sperm sample into a designated space and pressing a few buttons afterwards whilst her co-worker scooted closer for a better view at the wide glass screen attached to the countertop.

"Hmm...high motility...

He has a very high-quality sperm..." She noted as she observed the data quickly appearing on the screen, careful to also take a few notes as well.

"So, nothing wrong with either of them," Sasha commented, letting his arms fall to his sides whilst his green eyes still remained glued to the screen, observing the data.

"Yep,"

"Let his body produce a new set of alien swimmers then send him back in there," Sasha instructed with a quick look to his smart wristwatch, noticing the way Neylani approached him with slow and sensual movements, a sexy smirk spreading over her tanned features.

"I know what we can do in the meantime, I'm still feeling a little tense after all that," She purred, placing her hand over his chest in a rather seductive way.

"Can you help me out?" She tilted her head with a naughty pout, excitement bubbling up within her as she noticed the way Sasha's features morphed into a devilish smirk.

And with a quick move he rather roughly grabbed onto her thighs, earning himself a squeal from her as he placed her ass over the opposite countertop, proceeding to raise her skirt up and rip her soaked panties off before he hastily took his trousers and boxers off as well, taking a firm hold of his already erected member and giving it a few slow strokes before he shoved it into her dripping pussy, making her moan out in delight as he pumped in and out of her like a madman, completely ignoring the presence of the lethal creature motionlessly standing several steps away from them.