THE PET PROJECT: A Dark(-ish) Sci-Fi Novella by Amanda Milo

Author:Amanda Milo [Milo, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-20T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

“You will let her leave, or I will subdue you, and take her,” I warn Beastly firmly the next morning. It’s difficult not to be cross with him, what with the way he’s snarling at me, challenging me for Pet. But I won’t be moved today. “I’ll be examining her, with or without your approval.”

She’s bruised, fingermarks and bite impressions painting her everywhere—but as she saunters out of Beastly’s cage, she’s wearing the most satisfied grin I’ve ever seen on a female.

However, I’m cataloging every concern with dismay. Most notably that she’s almost limping.

Shoving a cup of pulpy fruit into her hands as she passes me, and handing her a specialized drink that will replace some of her surely depleted carbohydrates and sodium levels, I toss the same onto Beastly’s cot. Then I shut his door and follow my bedraggled, sticky, rut-soaked Pet towards the exam table. “What an animal,” I mutter as I take her appearance in.

But Pet—her cheeks stuffed with fruit—melts herself against me to offer one of her tender clutches to my midsection, where she also pats me, as if I’m overreacting.

I sigh, feeling less worried but not ready to concede that just yet. “I’m glad you’re happy,” I tell her honestly, and Pet takes a thirsty swig of her replenishing drink, smiling at me.

***

“Stop that noise,” I warn absently, flipping through another tub of data. I’ve finally found documentation of bath times, not that this is of any use to me now. However, there are a lot more data reels in this tub than for just the four tenders kept in this lab.

When Beastly grunts at me again, I sigh and set the tub to the side. “I told you. Two more daycycles. At the very least. She’s so swollen I’m surprised she wasn’t screaming under you.”

Pet laughs in such a way that there’s no question she did scream—and she enjoyed it, which makes Beastly send her a hot look before he turns a smirk on me.

“Lustful little pests,” I sigh, ignoring Pet’s snickering and Beastly’s rumbling chuckle.

I’m about to head into the antechamber to dig out yet another tub for categorization, but Pet moves into my path. With evidently no other reason than to display her affection for me, she lifts my hand to her lips and kisses my knuckles.

Feeling more attached to her than ever, I sift my other hand through her hair. “You’re such a lovely creature.”

Pet’s lips—her swollen, bruised lips—quirk, and I give her a conciliatory tip of my head. “Very well. Maybe today you don’t appear like a winning specimen”—curse Beastly for molesting her so thoroughly, no matter how much they apparently both hunger for a repeat—“but you’re still lovely.”

With Pet shadowing me, giving me too-innocent, pleading eyes, it isn’t long before I abandon the data room in favor of feeding the males a little early. I suppose I’d better repeat the double helping I doled out to Beastly this morning too, because he still looks as if he lost a head’s weight overnight, the scoundrel.

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