lot more like us out there. Anyway, three of us are responsible for bringing back supplies and survivors while killing as many of the Morphs as we can, while two have been held for studies. Then at some point...” He paused again. “They’re gonna call us all back, and just start bombing. Survivors among the Morphs included.”
“Tell me more about Patient Zero,” Serena said, not ready to let go of the possibility of getting more concrete facts about their circumstances. “How did he or she get the original infection?”
Steven was shaking his head. “I’ve already said too much. To answer your original question, at last count, the turned was rapidly closing in on half the population. Probably at three quarters by now.”
Serena did the math in her head. Just a quarter of a country of over three hundred million were still regular humans? Impossible. She couldn’t fathom such a horror.
Then she heard Steven sigh, almost as if in slow motion.
“He really loved you, you know,” he said. “I mean, he really did. Despite the way he talked to you sometimes, the way you might have felt he was treating you harshly. He put you before everything, even himself--thought about you first. Everything he did, he tried to make sure you were happy, and felt safe.”
His eyes seemed to cloud but he quickly looked away, and before she knew what was happening, he had disappeared into the driver’s seat, out of her view.
Serena knew she had gotten away from what he’d probably intended to make another conquering session of sexual submission, but she also knew it wasn’t for long.
CHAPTER NINE: INSATIABLE
Steven sat in the driver’s seat, mulling over all he’d told Serena.
He’d wanted to tell her he had more than an inkling of what Gregory had felt for her, that he more than understood the mindless sense of devotion he’d seen displayed by his best friend and others, but never quite got until recently.
He had never felt so drawn to another human being the way Serena hypnotized him.
After their first lovemaking sessions, he’d started the APC, but began heading in the opposite direction, away from the sanctuary, and he realized he had lost his mind—had completely lost sight of his initial mission.
The truth was, he didn’t even want to feel like he was that much closer to having to let go of her, and he wanted to make sure he could spend more time with Serena before he had to give her up, possibly forever.
Steven knew he scared her—he knew she was helpless to him whenever he decided he wanted to use her body. And although Serena hadn’t done anything to torment him beyond sitting in front of him, dripping wet in a towel, he felt tortured by her still, far beyond his physical and sexual attraction to her.
He now had the power to take her anytime he wanted, but it wasn’t enough; something else was missing—some other part of her he wanted, and he wasn’t sure what it was or how to get it. She was still holding something back from him beyond her warm mouth, and it was all he could focus on. He needed it. Wanted it. Had to have it.
But first, he had to figure out what it was.
Somehow, she hadn’t surrendered completely to him—he hadn’t been able to rip all her power from her.
Perhaps when he did he’d get his own mind back.
* * *
Steven went to her again, entering the back of the APC with barely contained anticipation.
When his eyes locked with hers, he saw the familiar alarm in them.
He wondered if she’d get used to him at some point, and no longer look like some trapped animal.
He’d certainly take the time to find out.
* * *
Steven got angrier and angrier at himself as the days went by.
No matter how many times he took Serena, he wanted more—couldn’t stop wanting more.
He’d thought after days and days of making her his, of using her for his carnal and mental satisfaction, the power she had over him would fade, but every time he looked at her some time after fucking her, she
“Tell me more about Patient Zero,” Serena said, not ready to let go of the possibility of getting more concrete facts about their circumstances. “How did he or she get the original infection?”
Steven was shaking his head. “I’ve already said too much. To answer your original question, at last count, the turned was rapidly closing in on half the population. Probably at three quarters by now.”
Serena did the math in her head. Just a quarter of a country of over three hundred million were still regular humans? Impossible. She couldn’t fathom such a horror.
Then she heard Steven sigh, almost as if in slow motion.
“He really loved you, you know,” he said. “I mean, he really did. Despite the way he talked to you sometimes, the way you might have felt he was treating you harshly. He put you before everything, even himself--thought about you first. Everything he did, he tried to make sure you were happy, and felt safe.”
His eyes seemed to cloud but he quickly looked away, and before she knew what was happening, he had disappeared into the driver’s seat, out of her view.
Serena knew she had gotten away from what he’d probably intended to make another conquering session of sexual submission, but she also knew it wasn’t for long.
CHAPTER NINE: INSATIABLE
Steven sat in the driver’s seat, mulling over all he’d told Serena.
He’d wanted to tell her he had more than an inkling of what Gregory had felt for her, that he more than understood the mindless sense of devotion he’d seen displayed by his best friend and others, but never quite got until recently.
He had never felt so drawn to another human being the way Serena hypnotized him.
After their first lovemaking sessions, he’d started the APC, but began heading in the opposite direction, away from the sanctuary, and he realized he had lost his mind—had completely lost sight of his initial mission.
The truth was, he didn’t even want to feel like he was that much closer to having to let go of her, and he wanted to make sure he could spend more time with Serena before he had to give her up, possibly forever.
Steven knew he scared her—he knew she was helpless to him whenever he decided he wanted to use her body. And although Serena hadn’t done anything to torment him beyond sitting in front of him, dripping wet in a towel, he felt tortured by her still, far beyond his physical and sexual attraction to her.
He now had the power to take her anytime he wanted, but it wasn’t enough; something else was missing—some other part of her he wanted, and he wasn’t sure what it was or how to get it. She was still holding something back from him beyond her warm mouth, and it was all he could focus on. He needed it. Wanted it. Had to have it.
But first, he had to figure out what it was.
Somehow, she hadn’t surrendered completely to him—he hadn’t been able to rip all her power from her.
Perhaps when he did he’d get his own mind back.
* * *
Steven went to her again, entering the back of the APC with barely contained anticipation.
When his eyes locked with hers, he saw the familiar alarm in them.
He wondered if she’d get used to him at some point, and no longer look like some trapped animal.
He’d certainly take the time to find out.
* * *
Steven got angrier and angrier at himself as the days went by.
No matter how many times he took Serena, he wanted more—couldn’t stop wanting more.
He’d thought after days and days of making her his, of using her for his carnal and mental satisfaction, the power she had over him would fade, but every time he looked at her some time after fucking her, she
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