Dark Angel Part 6 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 6

... back to the space station, obviously not wanting to see his face anymore. “In a few minutes I’ll bring her back,” Devon added. Ashriel snapped his gaze back up to his face. “We need her for the mission, remember? Unless you really want to be sold as a whore?” Ashriel remembered the pretext they were going to use to get into the palace. Anniel would pose as an ambassador looking to have a little fun and relaxation on Rhylos and she was to purchase a little entertainment in the planet’s black market festival. Ashriel and the others were to pose as her merchandise. “Talk to her,” Seth said. Ashriel took a deep breath. “What am I supposed to say?” “Anything. Just don’t leave things the way they are,” Devon answered. “She’ll act like nothing’s happened, but confront her. Make her talk.” “She’ll be angry,” Ashriel gulped. “That’s good,” Devon said drawing his attention. Ashriel snorted. “Good?” Devon’s eyes narrowed. “Better than her not feeling anything at all.” “True,” Seth sighed. *** Anniel used her hygiene unit and changed her clothes. Despite Devon’s urgings to return to the starcruiser, she spent the rest of the day with Alluna and Zak. Poor Alluna’s feet were swollen and her back constantly ached. Zak doted on her like a mother hen. Finally, she sighed, seeing Devon’s reflection in the dark glass wall that looked out to space. “Annie,” he said softly, his arms crossed over his sculpted chest. “Oh, okay,” she huffed. Zak was massaging Alluna’s feet when she bent to kiss the ...

... girl on her cheek. “Take care, honey,” she sighed and then gave Zak a peck on his cheek too. She shuffled reluctantly toward Devon and the rippling glass. Stepping through the portal Devon opened was like walking through gel. It was hard to breathe and even see, but the sight of his glowing eyes and power wrapping around and drawing her closer helped soothe the hint of fear. He’d always warned them never to look to the sides when traversing a portal. She’d never asked why, just kept her eyes on him—always. On the other side of the portal, she was hit with the familiar metallic scent within the starcruiser and the soft hum of the engines. She’d changed into her drawstring shorts and clingy white tank top. Generally, she slept in the nude, but that was so not happening in this starcruiser. Anniel stared longingly at the lower bunk in Devon and Angel’s cabin. She was almost willing to withstand listening to them screw all night long instead of having to face Ashriel on the other side of the cabin door. Her gaze slid to the inhumanly beautiful man standing by the door. His glowing blue eyes narrowed as he crossed his sinewy arms over his chest. “Coward,” Devon taunted with a soft smile, making her scowl at him. Anniel sniffed indignantly and marched past him. She opened the door and closed it behind her, clenching her teeth when she heard him chuckle. Swallowing hard, she stared out into the dimly lit second level. Everything was quiet, the overhead lighting low to signal night ...