He mused a bit on the second part of the question. “I have heard it is difficult to operate a portal on your hplanet. They are often destroyed by Earth’s natural defense. The slavers must have found a place the defense wasn’t strong to take you.”
Christof sat for a moment and watchedLooking around. feel as though we should not have taken you,” he stated bluntly.
“You should not have been made to be a slave.”
ALL my resolve about just making the best of this broke and I threw my arms around his neck crying.
“Please, takeback. I don’t want to be a slave. I want to be free,”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI cried brokenly.
Christof seemed stunned by the sudden contact and almost pushedaway. After a moment he wrappedin his arms
“The kneeling is horrible,” I sobbed into his neck. “I know how to feed and clean myself. It should be my choice to have sex. Please, I beg you, takeback.”
Christof stayed quiet for a moment before he spoke.
“I cannot take you back. The portals do not open naturally on Earth and usually whoever is in them gets destroyed when they are forcibly opened on that planet. You must stay here with us. I will do my best to protect you. My brothers will not wish to harm you, they also wish to see you happy and well. Please understand, Ciara.”
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“It is all so demeaning,” I told him still clinging to his frame.
“I will not demean you,” he said softly stroking my back. “You do not need to kneel when it is just you and I. I will Let you feed yourself.
Sex withwill be your choice…”
We stood for a moment and I calmed down. I repeated to myself I had decided to make the best of it. At least now I had an ally. I tried to slow my breathing and focused on the joy of having someone to talk to.
“Come, Ciara, I must walk you back to the compound. I must rejoin my brothers or they will cto look forif I am Late,” Christof said pointing back the way we’d come.
As we walked I took Christof’s hand in mine. His presence was a blessing and I was glad for it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Why are you doing that?” he asked Looking at our joined hands.
“Because I want to,” I answered grinning.
He pushedgently against a tree and ran a finger under my jaw. “Does it mean something?” he asked watching my eyes.
“On my plwhen two people hold hands it’s because they Like each other,” I said watching him.
“I Like you too, Ciara,” he said grinning at me. His face turned to a frown quickly, “My brothers, when they come, will probably just feed you.”
“That’s okay with me,” I said, “I appreciate knowing someone understands.”
We walked back to the Keeper’s compound holding hands the whole way.