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  As her body absorbs his cum a sense of rightness clicks inside of her. The mission she is made for is succeeding. There’s only one test left. She needs him shooting off in her center. She needs his cum coating her insides, proving he’s fertile enough to be kept.

  She’s loopy on his pheromones as he carries her to the creek to clean her off. In sharp contrast to his commanding presence while he was fucking her tits he’s gentle with her, washing her off carefully and thoroughly. She clings to him. Her legs are still a little shaky and he’s deliciously warm and solid.

  LIAM

  Liam marvels at the woman in his arms. She’s looking at him admiringly, trusting him to take care of her as he washes the cum off her beautiful body. Part of him mourns the loss of his mark on her, but cleaning her is its own type of reward. Unfortunately he needs to get back to the ranch. He’d promised Rosie, the woman who runs the kitchen, to be back with her truck before her grocery run.

  Bunny lifts her arms up so he can dry her with the blanket. Hopelessly charmed he complies. She reciprocates by helping him into the change of clothes he brought for himself. She accepts the extra shirt he brought her, and she looks so good in his clothes he wants to tear it right back off her. It’s long enough to be a dress on her. They walk back to the truck hand in hand her heels in the basket along with the remains of their lunch.

  “Can I see you again?”

  “You haven’t stopped seeing me now.”

  “I mean I’d like to take you again. Dinner and a movie tomorrow?”

  “I have to leave early tomorrow.”

  “When will you be back?”

  “Never. I’m only visiting.”

  “Why can’t you come back?”

  “TIM won’t go to the same place twice.”

  “Who is Tim?”

  “I’m can’t say.”

  “Where are you going?”

  “Wherever TIM decides.”

  “So we only have today?”

  “You could come with me.”

  “Come on, let me take you out to dinner and we can talk about it.”

  Liam is starting to think that Bunny may be in a cult. The way she references this Tim guy and seems unable to make decisions without him worries him. He returns Rosie’s truck and offers to run to the store for her if she lets him have it for the rest of the night. Watching Bunny walk through the grocery store further cements the idea that she’s in a cult. She reacts with startled delight to the most average things. She’s probably been locked away in a compound most of her life. He has to save her.

  He drives into town with Bunny for dinner. It’s not far. The dude ranch he works at is the first ranch outside the town. He’s a little limited to where he can take her based on her outfit. Her heels and his shirt combination is hot as hell, but not exactly fine dining friendly. He ends up taking her to a local diner that has the best pies he’s ever tasted.

  Bunny eats the whipped cream in the most lewd manner he’s ever seen dipping her finger in it and then slowly licking it off while maintaining eye contact. He had been planning to suggest going dancing next, but his rapidly hardening dick changes his mind.

  There’s a beautiful spot on his dad’s old ranch where he used to go sleep under the stars when the weather was nice. The bank owns the land now, but he can remove a little bit of fence and drive in easily. Bunny is quiet as they drive. She’s snuggled up against his arm and he loves the warm, soft weight of her. He planned ahead and has a futon mattress and a pile of soft pillows and blankets he sets up in the back of the truck. It’s not a four star hotel, but the view is better. The sky is clear and the stars look close enough to touch. He settles Bunny against his side in the back of the truck and points out his favorite constellations. She listens for a few minutes before pulling her top off and straddling him.

  “Fuck me. I need your cum in me.”

  This girl is amazing and he has every intention of fucking her, but he’s going to do it his way. Her impatience isn’t going to hurry him. He flips her over onto her back and kisses her. She grabs the short hair at the back of his neck and tries to control the kiss. He pins both of her hands over her head with one of his hands and goes back to slowly plundering her mouth.

  She relaxes underneath him and he uses his free hand to tease the curve of her tit. He keeps up his slow assault on her mouth nibbling her lips and sucking on her tongue. He switches the hand that keeps her arms pinned above her head so he can devote equal attention to her other tit. He’s moved from teasing the outside curves of her tit to circling the nipple with the rough pads of his fingers. She shivers at his touch and he rolls her erect nipple in his fingers. She lets out a little mewl and he tugs harder.

  He lets go of her hands and she settles them on his shoulders while he moves down her body so he can suck on her delicious tits. She mewls louder as he nips, sucks, and pinches. Her hands scrabble at his shirt and he sits back and removes it. Her eyes fasten on the ridged muscles of his stomach and she runs her hands admiringly over the hard planes.

  He scoots further down and pulls her leggings and panties down as he goes revealing her golden skin inch by slow inch as she squirms to help him. When she’s completely bare he lets her unbutton his jeans and he quickly strips himself nude. He moves her hands to the back of the mattress.

  “I want you to hold onto this for me. If you let go I stop.”

  She nods her wide eyes trusting. He spends a minute appreciating the sight in front of him. She’s gorgeous. Her beautiful face is flushed and her lips are swollen. Her tits rise and fall with every breath and her pink nipples are erect and shiny with his spit. Her tiny waist just begs for the grip of his hands. Her full hips and ass make her look like a modern day sex goddess, and her long muscled legs are works of art all on their own.

  If this is the only night he gets to spend with her he’s going to make sure she’ll never forget it. He plans on making her cum so many times she loses track. He spreads her legs and goes straight for the prize. He uses one hand to hold her hips still and with the other he teases a pert nipple, but it’s his lips and tongue that do the real work. He flicks his tongue against the hood of her clit before gently sucking on it and then repeats the process as her breathing grows heavier. Her juices coat his mouth and he uses the lubrication as he pushes back the hood of her clit with his tongue. For most women this would be too much sensation too fast, but she doesn’t lean away. She’s whimpering and moaning and when he sucks down on her exposed clit she screams and cums. The evidence of her pleasure gushes into his mouth and across his face.

  He positions the tip of his rigid cock right against her clit and rubs back and forth as he moves his mouth to her tits. He uses the weight of his body to keep her in place and sucks hard on her erect nipples one after another. He never lets up on the pressure against her clit using his dick like a heavier, harder and much larger version of his tongue. He doesn’t want to give her any time to recover. He’s only using the glans of his dick, grinding from the tip to the ridge around the base. He’s using the terms he learned in high school health class to resist the part of his brain controlled by his dick that’s yelling “Dick! Pussy! Put dick in pussy!”

  Fortunately he’s had years of ignoring his dick for the better sense of his brain. The gorgeous woman writhing and moaning underneath him gives him all the motivation he needs to make this about her. He sucks harder on her nipple and twists the other harshly between his fingers in time with his suckling. A little more pressure on her clit and she comes again sobbing and shaking with the force of it. The alpha male in him roars in pride.

  She’s still shaking and whimpering when he slides two fingers inside her, but she instinctively moves her hips in time with the thrusts of his fingers He licks her lips around his fingers and then sucks on her clit like he’s trying to drain her dry. She’s crying mumbling and all he can make out is “more” and “please,” but he waits until her cunt starts clenching rhythmically around his fingers and her juices start squirtin
g around his fingers before he pulls his fingers out and positions the head of his dick at her soaking entrance.

  When he finally pushes inside her it’s like coming home. Her inner walls are tight around his cock and she’s bucking trying to get him further inside. She has her legs wrapped around his waist and she keeps trying to pull him in closer and get him to move faster. He continues his smooth slow slide as she writhes underneath him. He doesn’t let her change his deliberate movements as he pushes into her slowly and then pulls out nearly completely before repeating the process.

  He’s amused at her attempts, but doesn’t want her trying to control the experience. He wants to drive her so crazy she can’t think —much less move her legs. He snaps his hips forward harder and while she’s distracted he unhooks her legs and folds her in half. He takes a moment to admire the sight she makes with her knees by her ears and her tits squished together and then he thrusts into her.

  This time he’s not going to be slow and gentle. He wants to sear pleasure into her —to imprint the memory of him into her soul. He plunges into her using his weight and the angle to drive in her body as deeply as he can. He speeds up and each impact of his hips into her ass sends her whole body shaking. At this angle his dick is squeezed even tighter by her warm cunt and he knows he can’t last much longer. He moves harder impaling her with every thrust. He needs her to know that he owns her from the inside out.

  It’s not like him —this possessiveness. The need to mark her and make her his. He has to stop himself from biting her neck, and then he’s cumming and cumming and cumming. He keeps pumping into her pushing his essence deep inside of her body before collapsing with a groan. He maintains just enough mental clarity to avoid crushing her when he falls. When his dick softens a wave of cum flows down the insides of her thighs. The sight of his cum coating her sends a primal part of him howling in pride.

  He leans up on his arm so he can look at Bunny. She’s gorgeous still breathing hard, her lashes coated with tears of pleasure, and her chest heaving. She turns and meets his eyes and then laughs. It’s a beautifully happy sound and Liam smiles back at her. She wiggles down his body and latches on to his dick like it’s water in a desert. Impossibly Liam feels himself harden and another orgasm breaks over him as she sucks him clean. After that Liam stops thinking and drifts off in a haze of exhausted pleasure.

  An hour or two later a slim hand shakes him awake. “Liam, I have to go back now. TIM is expecting me.” With those words a cold rush of reality hits Liam. She wants to go back to her cult.

  “I was hoping you’d stay with me, Bunny.”

  “I can’t. I’m sorry, but it’s too important. I want you to come with me.”

  “And what would your Tim say to that?” he says bitterly.

  “He’d say you’re perfect. You’re just what we are looking for.”

  “You mean that you wanted to be with me so you could take me back with you?!” Liam is getting angry now and the harshness in his voice shows it. Bunny shrinks back a little and he gentles his tone.

  “I’m not going to join a cult no matter how great you are. Where do you want me to drop you off?”

  Bunny directs him to a place at the edge of town a couple of miles from where he first met her and he drives her doing his best to ignore her silent tears.

  BUNNY

  Bunny is crying. Today had gone from the most wonderful day of her life to the worst within a few minutes. She thought Liam had liked her enough to go with her, and she liked him too much to take him against his will. She’s only a few hundred yards from where TIM parked the spacecraft, but she’s crying too hard to see where she’s going. She leans against a wall and slides down it to curl into a miserable little ball.

  Her tears have started to trail off when she hears a noise in the distance. She instantly perks up. Maybe Liam came back? She looks back and it’s not Liam. Another male is walking towards her. Something about his face and stance scares her, and she gets up and walks swiftly away. She hears him speed up behind her and she breaks into a run.

  Her heart is beating so hard it hurts and she’s gasping for breath. She’s nearly to the door of the warehouse TIM parked the spaceship on top of when a rough hand grabs her arm and jerks her to a stop.

  “Stop girlie. A pretty, little thing like you shouldn’t be out here alone at night.”

  Bunny wants to wrench her wrist away. She’s strong enough to do it, but fear has her completely frozen. The brutish man pressing bruises into her skin is talking but all she can hear is rushing in her ears. He pushes her to her knees and she scrabbles madly to get away from him.

  “Stop struggling, bitch.”

  She kicks his ankle and he slaps her across the face. She’s in pain and terrified and her brain is frozen. Suddenly another body barrels into the man who hurt her. Liam came back for her! Watching Liam lay into the brute makes her heart flutter. The two men are rolling around on the ground trading blows, but it is obvious that Liam is winning. The other man is bigger but he’s overweight and uncoordinated. Liam lands a blow against the side of his head that stuns him and he leaves him crumpled like trash.

  “Bunny, Bunny, sweetie, are you ok? Answer me, please.”

  “You came back.”

  “I couldn’t stay away. I don’t want you to leave without me.”

  “You saved me.”

  “I always want to be there to save you. When I saw Jeff walking down the road I knew you could be in danger.”

  Just then the warehouse door thuds open and two of Bunny’s fellow bimbos rush out. Chloe runs up to Bunny.

  “Bunny, TIM sent us. Come inside and we’ll clean up your cheek, and you can introduce this hunk,” and she flutters her eyelashes at Liam.

  Bunny grips Liam’s arm tighter. “He’s my hunk.” She looks over to the brute on the ground to see Allie standing up with a syringe in her hand.

  Liam follows her gaze and asks, “What are you doing to him? Did you kill him?”

  Allie turns towards him. “TIM says we’re not allowed to kill the locals unless we have no other choice. I did the next best thing. I gave him XC.”

  “XC?”

  TIM’s voice emerges from Bunny’s communicator, “XC is a chemical castration formula. Your fellow Terran will never be able to obtain another erection and thinking about or looking at things he used to find arousing will cause him pain.”

  “Remind me to never piss you off,” Liam said with a bit of a nervous laugh.

  “Don’t piss me off. Also come inside we don’t need to attract any more attention. Drag the Terran into the alley first.”

  Bunny tugs on a confused looking Liam as Chloe casually drags Jeff into the alley behind the warehouse. Liam looks confused until TIM opens the Propagate’s door for them, and then he looks stupefied.

  “I really thought you were just in a weird cult.”

  Bunny reaches up and kisses him softly. “Thank you for saving me. Come on I’ll get you settled.”

  She’s happier than she’s ever been. Her day went from amazing to awful to better than amazing. Liam is coming with her! She snuggles under his arm and guides him further into the ship.

  TIM

  If TIM had been given the emotional capacity for exasperation he’s pretty sure that’s what he would be feeling right now, as it is his processors are stuck on confusion. Maybe his designers made him too organic. He has an organic name and pronoun designation and he was designed to understand and relate to the bimbos under his care, but he doesn’t have the flexibility organics take for granted. He cannot follow protocol for situations his designers never anticipated. He’s left accepting the orders of the bimbos as the only Empire organic entities within communication distance.

  A bimbo wants to keep a male out of cyro and that’s not prohibited. She’s supposed to be bringing in subjects and there’s nothing in his programming that says she can’t keep one awake. He ends up repurposing one of the back up sleeping pods for Liam, making sure to disconnect the knowledg
e sharing to the other sleeping pods. The bimbos are designed to be able to share and absorb information they’ve picked up on assignment while they are sleeping. He has no idea what a Terran male’s brain would do to that system.

  She’s not even the first bimbo today to confound his programming. Chloe nearly exposed his existence to a whole room full of people which could have compromised the whole mission. Bunny was the last bimbo to return, and he takes off as soon as his passengers are secured. There’s still an hour left in the twenty-four hour cycle, but better to be out of the area when that brute of a Terran they left in the alley regains consciousness. He hopes the next collection cycle goes more smoothly. He’s not sure his processors can take any more surprises.

  Next: Chloe's Story

  Chloe wakes up after absorbing the information from the other bimbos. She’s cranky and bimbos aren’t supposed to be cranky. Her first collection cycle was a miserable failure. She came back without a specimen, and she only got to suck two dicks. At the time she thought it was fun, but now that she knows what the other bimbos experienced she realizes she could have had so much more fun. She dresses with extra care determined that this time she’s not just going to suck dick. She’s going to find the perfect specimen and fill her cunt with his cum.