Alien's Captive: A Dark Sci-Fi Romance by Samantha Madisen

Author:Samantha Madisen [Madisen, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2023-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Afina was displeased, and as she was the lone female of their clan, her displeasure could be felt by all in its most undiluted form. The Ryvokia psyche, partially shared through their technology, was especially sensitive to the desires and distastes of any female mind synced with it.

But if her displeasure hadn’t been known from its dark current in the shared mind space, her face certainly announced her annoyance. Afina was not one to hide her feelings.

She turned to face him, her displeasure burning through him as painfully as if she had stabbed him with a red-hot sword.

“This human is not like the others,” Afina said, communicating in their language, a mixture of vocalizations and thoughts radiated into their connective tissue via their internal mind spaces. “Her psychological profile is almost identical to the others’. And yet she continues to resist submission.” She paused, and then, with her typical abruptness, spat: “Theories?”

Afina always asked for the opinions of the males, but Rychor sensed—and rightly, if one surveyed Afina’s actions—that she did so to keep up appearances. The appearance of a democratic society; the appearance that she, by virtue of being a female, did not possess the ultimate power over all of her clan. The truth—and Afina knew it as much as any of them did—was that she needed only to seem unhappy, and a profound, instinctive desire swelled in the brain stem of every Ryvokia beneath her command: to make her displeasure go away.

None of them were her mate, though, so they would never be able to make Afina truly happy.

“I think you are correct,” he answering, electing, as he often did, to share his thoughts only through vocalizations. He didn’t need Afina sensing his feelings, and feelings could escape his grasp if he connected with their shared consciousness. “She is different,” he continued, because Afina was still displeased. “She may require a different approach.”

This piqued Afina’s interest. Her keen, very old eyes glittered with a new thought, and he felt a surge of energy within her. Her feelings shifted, but they were unreadable to him. Just as he started to feel their contours, they receded, like a tide, slipping from the system and leaving nothing in their place.

That signaled danger.

Afina scoffed at him and then looked at her hands. “Her tests have returned the same results as the other females. A repressed desire to be dominated. It is sexually stimulating to her to be ‘spanked.’ You have seen this with your own two eyes.”

“Yes.”

“But she does not submit fully.”

“No.”

“What are you doing differently, Rychor?” Afina asked, stepping closer to him. In his connective tissue, he could feel the tentacles of her mind probing, forking and attempting to feel him out.

“This human appears to have greater intelligence than—”

“She does. That is not in question.”

“Perhaps she requires a more… intellectual approach.”

Afina tilted her head and looked down her nose at Rychor, assessing him with keen, hawkish eyes that missed nothing.

“You propose…?” she prompted at last. Her thoughts encircled his, poking, testing.

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