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using his clean hand to force his
clean fingers into her cunt. The heel of his hand he kept pressed on her clit,
which was hot and hard, and with three fingers he fucked her cunt as his cock
slammed in and out of her ass.
    This time she made tiny whimpering sounds as she convulsed around him,
and he loved having his fingers inside her feeling her come on his hand as her
ass clenched so tightly on his cock. Two strokes later her ass was full of his
cum and he dropped to the ground, holding her body spooned against him, one hand
over her breasts the other still deep in her cunt.
    Damn that felt good. His bride in his arms, their bodies connected. In
a few minutes he’d have the strength to complete their claiming.

 
    Chapter Four
     
    Terah lay completely still in her captor’s arms. He was immensely strong and
she probably couldn’t have escaped from him even if she hadn’t accepted that
she’d been caught and was his slave. Her pussy felt used and swollen, a little
sore but likely it’d be back to normal tomorrow. Her ass was more sore than that,
but she supposed she’d become familiar with the feeling. The climax was
definitely worth it and she knew her body would get accustomed to being used.
At least he’d made sure she’d orgasmed. As her owner, he wasn’t obliged to give
her pleasure and she appreciated that he’d ensured she’d reached release with
him.
    He rolled away from her and ordered, “Give me water.”
    She turned to face him and shook her head. “I’m sorry, I can’t. Raine carries the cooking pot.”
    He evidently either didn’t understand her or didn’t believe her because
he stood up and walked across to her pack, unwrapping the blanket which held
her things and pulling them apart. Her spare shirt, her other pair of trousers,
two pairs of panties, the necklace of polished stones her mother had given her,
the hairbrush she’d made herself, a net bag for gathering food, empty at the
moment, and a towel. All her possessions.
    “Where is your food, your water?” he asked looking around.
    “I told you. Raine carries the cooking pot.”
In case he still didn’t understand she explained, “We carry our water in the
cooking pot. I collect food in this bag but we hadn’t gathered anything yet
today.” She put her hand on the net bag to explain.
    He stared at her and frowned, worrying her. She hadn’t understood that
part of being a slave until right then. He was allowed to kill her any time she
displeased him. She didn’t mean to annoy him, but she couldn’t bring him water
unless there was a river or spring nearby and the only one she knew of was a
full day’s walk back the way they’d come.
    “If you tell me where the river is I’ll go there and get some water for
you. I’ll have to make a vessel to bring it back to you in first though.”
    “Why—” he began and then shook his head. He went to the garment he’d
been wearing and opened a section of it, taking out a small black thing. He
touched it several times and said, “Herman, I’ve found my bride. Send someone
up here with food and water.”
    Terah remained motionless. It seemed one of the other aliens was going to
bring her master his water, and food as well. Just thinking about water made Terah aware of how thirsty she was. She’d been thirsty even
before the aliens had captured them. They had very little water left from the
river they’d left more than a day ago now. They’d been sipping it only when
they absolutely needed to and she’d been watching carefully to find another
spring or water source but without success. Seeing him drink was going to be
difficult but she wasn’t going to say anything. She already knew he didn’t
think she was big and strong enough to be a good slave and she had no intention
of reinforcing that idea by begging for a drink or some food.
    Besides, for most of the journey they’d eaten really well. Several
times they’d trapped small animals and had meat, and they’d also caught a