Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
As I gazed at Tessara, I couldn’t help but note the submissive posture she had unconsciously adopted—eyes downcast, shoulders slightly hunched, hands clasped demurely in front of her. It stirred, as always, that primal part of me that came from my human biology, the familiar surge of dominant energy that made my cock throb with renewed vigor.
Submission made a close second to curiosity in my list of ideal attributes for a mate. The desire to dominate, to protect and guide, was deeply ingrained in my human form’s psyche. It was, after all, what had first drawn me and my brothers to this hybrid life.
I recalled with crystal clarity the moment when the Collective first encountered the concept of dominance and submission among humans. We had initially analyzed it as ‘sex with power,’ a crude approximation that failed to capture the nuanced interplay of trust, intimacy, and mutual fulfillment that true relationships of this kind embodied.
Captivated by this dynamic, Alpha, Beta, and I had decided to inhabit these human forms. We had been enthralled by the way submission could be freely given, a conscious choice made by one partner to yield control to another. The trust involved, the delicate balance of power, the potential for both exquisite pleasure and profound emotional connection—we had recognized in it a cosmic dance, intricate and beautiful in its complexity.
As breakout entities from the Collective, we had been drawn to the idea of experiencing this dance firsthand. The decision to download our consciousnesses into these big blue bodies had arisen naturally out of our desire to explore dominance and submission in all its myriad forms.
And I had done that, with many fascinating, lovely women, over the five years since I had come into this existence. Looking at Sala and Tessara together, though, I admitted to Alpha, “I’ve always envied your connection with Sala, brother.”
The words came out softer than I intended, tinged with a wistfulness that surprised even me. Alpha’s silver-violet eyes met mine, a knowing look passing between us. He understood, as he always did, the weight of what I wasn’t saying—the longing for a deeper connection, a partner to share in the wonders of the universe.
As we watched Tessara and Sala approach, their nude forms gliding gracefully across the polished floor of the embassy lobby, I felt a tightening in my chest. Tessara’s long, dark hair swayed with each step, framing her delicate features. Her green eyes darted nervously around the room, a blush coloring her cheeks as she tried to maintain her composure despite her nakedness.
Alpha’s deep voice pulled me from my reverie. “You like her, don’t you?” he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.
I couldn’t help but laugh, the sound echoing through the cavernous space. “You know the answer to that, brother,” I replied, my eyes never leaving Tessara’s approaching form.
As the women reached us in the center of the grand lobby, I noticed how Tessara seemed to instinctively gravitate toward Sala, seeking comfort in her presence. The contrast between them was striking—Sala’s confidence evident in every line of her body, while Tessara’s uncertainty was palpable in the slight tremor of her hands.
Alpha’s voice rang out, clear and commanding. “Tessara,” he began, his tone gentle despite its authority, “I have made a decision.”
I watched as Tessara’s eyes widened, her body tensing slightly at Alpha’s words. Sala placed a reassuring hand on the small of her back, a gesture so subtle yet so intimate that I felt a pang of envy once more.
“As your rescuer,” Alpha continued, “by Magisterian law, as you know, you belong to me.” He paused, his gaze sweeping over Tessara’s nude form before meeting her eyes. “I have decided to give you to my brother, Gamma, as a gift.”
Tessara
My lips parted and my eyes went wide. Heat seemed to rush everywhere in my body at once, though of course it centered in the two most embarrassing places—my cheeks, which I knew showed Gamma exactly how deeply Alpha’s announcement had affected me, and my cunny, where Sala’s naughty, probing fingers had already discovered so much about my feelings toward the man to whom it seemed I now belonged.
I felt as if the floor had suddenly dropped away beneath my feet. Alpha’s words echoed in my mind, each syllable sending shockwaves through my body. Given to Gamma… as a gift. My breath came in short, shallow gasps as I struggled to process this new reality.
My eyes darted to Gamma’s face, taking in the intensity of his gaze as it roved over my nude form. I felt utterly exposed, not just physically but emotionally as well. The heat of my blush seemed to spread from my cheeks down my neck, across my chest, until I felt as if my entire body must be glowing with embarrassment and helpless need.
I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. My tongue felt thick and clumsy, my mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. After what felt like an eternity, I managed to force out a single, stammered question.