Her Alien Commander by Ashe Barker Page B

just never happened, that’s all. We tried, but—”
    “We?” Phahlen did not entirely recognise the bolt of anger that shot through him at her use of that word.
    “My partner and I. He died when, when…”
    “When your ship was shot down?”
    She nodded again, tears streaming across her cheeks. Grief for her lost lover, or fear for herself? The latter he understood well enough; he knew he had made his intentions for her perfectly clear and if she was to find herself unable to fulfil his expectations, her future was far less assured.
    Phahlen turned his attention to the doctor. “Is it something you can fix?”
    “Yes, I should think so. Humans are acutely sensitive to hormonal shifts and even the slightest changes can cause massive problems. We need to recalibrate one or two readings, and stimulate a slight increase in the luteinising hormone.Is the probe still securely in place? We can use that as the transmission medium.”
    “It is there,” Phahlen confirmed. “Is the process painful?”
    “She shouldn’t feel anything, but it’s vital that she remain quite still until the procedure is completed. I need to set up some fine measurements to ensure the correct part of the hypothalamus is affected. Even the slightest shift, and my calculations will be out.”
    “She won’t move. Will you, Caria?” He caught and held her gaze, and never took his eyes from hers as he instructed the doctor to proceed.
    Her eyes widened and her pupils dilated, but Caria lay motionless under him as Morele tapped the screen of his device. Several par-beats passed before the doctor announced that the treatment was complete.
    “I’d like to repeat the scan after three of her menstrual cycles, unless of course she’s already pregnant by then. I don’t foresee further difficulties, however. You can remove the probe now.”
    Phahlen smoothly drew the probe out. He handed it to the doctor, but when Caria moved to close her legs he uttered one word.
    “No.”
    She lay still.
    “Doctor, do you have a depil rod with you?” He could have instructed the girl to shave her pussy for him, but he preferred the more permanent solution offered by electrical depilation.
    “Of course. Would you like me to—”
    “I can manage. Pass it to me, please.”
    The doctor produced another small item from among his instruments. This one was similar to a torch, except the light it emitted was low level and a deep purple in colour. When Phahlen passed the glow over Caria’s mound, the dark blond curls there simply melted into nothing. He worked fast, removing every piece of pubic hair, easing open her soft pleats to expose every fold and crease to the ray. The hairs fell away, leaving Caria’s lovely pussy smooth and pink and soft to the touch. Phahlen’s cock swelled again at the sweet sight and he relished the thought of the pleasure they had in store. He could hardly wait to plunge into her tight channel, and he did not even try to pretend that it was all for the good of Vahle.
    Caria was simply so fuckable. He couldn’t believe his luck.
    “Turn over,” he instructed. “On all fours with your knees spread wide.”
    He was gratified that she obeyed him without a murmur, though he found he still needed to request Morele’s assistance to open the cheeks of her bottom to enable him to reach the remaining curls.
    “I see you’ve had some issues to address already, commander.” The doctor was referring to the deep red that still stained her creamy skin.
    “Yes. I expect she’s tender so let’s try not to hurt her further.”
    The two men worked quickly, and in just seconds Phahlen handed the depil rod back to the medic. He ran his palm over Caria’s newly smooth pussy and smiled to himself.
    “Are we done here, Morele?”
    The doctor nodded. “Yes, I have all I need and now that the hormonal imbalance has been corrected I foresee no issues as far as fertility and obstetrics are concerned. As you’ve pointed out, she is malnourished and