by Sabrina Kade
It’s a big step, I know. And at the end of the day, Korben is still a Sidyth prince, and I’m still a Human Whore. But in this small piece of paradise hidden beneath rainy clouds, Korben’s right.
We can create something better than we’ve ever known. Sidyths don’t have to kill women for sport, and the girls will no longer have to spread their legs simply because someone’s picked up the tab. I lean forward and kiss Korben on the nose.
“There is nothing I want more,” Korben says with a reassuring smile. “In fact, if you are ready, we can work on that right now.”
I giggle, glancing at his dick. He’s already growing hard.
“You never quit, do you?” I tease.
“I am afraid not. And now that I know you are okay with carrying our sprog, then we must get to work. And since you were so bossy during the first round, I will take the lead this time.” His tone is as warm as always, never hinting he will do anything I won’t enjoy. “I want you on top this time,” he hisses with a grin as I quickly mount him.
The look on his face is enough to make me want to come all over again.
“Let’s make a baby,” I say, pulling his cock between my thighs.
He enters me slowly, and I smile.
Things could be so much worse. What’s great is I’m not sure if they can get much better.
The End
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Guarded
Rebels of Sidyth
Book Two
The life of a Human Whore is the only one I know now. An alien tells me to spread my legs; I better damn well do it. Now, it doesn’t matter how smart I am, how hard I work to stay fit, or how much I’m always trying to keep my shit together. No one cares. To live another day, I need to do what I’m told. And so I do.
So imagine my surprise when suddenly I’m on an assignment where no one’s telling me what to do. I have things I haven’t had in years. Freedom. Choices.
People used to say I’m the stupidest smart person they’ve ever met, and I’m starting to realize they’re not wrong. Otherwise, why else would I be interested in the strangest, most dangerous alien on a planet full of Sidyth rebels?
I’ll tell you why. Because it’s my choice.
Guarded is the second book in the Rebels of Sidyth series. And though you don’t have to read the first book to enjoy this one, it makes it more enjoyable. ;-)
CHAPTER ONE
York
“He’s watching you again.” There’s a hint of laughter in Layla’s voice as she glances towards the gaping hole at the front of The Gathering Room. My current accommodation is not the most welcoming but considering that I’m trapped on a rainy planet full of exiled Sidyths, with nineteen other human entertainers, I guess I don’t have any reason to complain. There’s a place to piss, and there are food and water being brought to us around the clock. And though I don’t like feeling like I’m in a cage for all these aliens to watch us, I’m happy that so far, their eyes are the only thing they’ve had on us.
“York.” Layla’s voice hits an annoying squeak. “Did you hear me? He’s watching you.”
I don’t need to turn around to know who she’s talking about.
It’s been a few days since me, and nineteen other women were dropped off for an assignment thanks to a group of very rude aliens and then escorted to an even lovelier accommodation Sidyths like to call a Gathering Room, and I’ve noticed one of these intimidating creatures has been keeping an eye on me.
For what, I’m not sure, but it’s not like the enormous alien says anything.
A few days ago, the twenty of us were divided into two groups, and luckily, I was stuck in the larger one. It’s not like I want to talk to everyone and be social, but the more girls there are, the less action I’ll have to see – in theory. It’s been almost a week, and there’s six girls in the second lair and thirteen including me in the first lair. One of the only women I trust – Blythe – was taken on the first day by the prince of the Sidyths and hasn’t been seen since. None of the others have tried to claim a woman, but that doesn’t mean we’re in the clear. They could just be waiting for a holiday of some sort. Who knows. I’m rarely comfortable at a new assignment, and even when I do get comfortable, I become bored easily.
I’m growing more comfortable, but I’m not bored. The seven-foot scaled alien watching me is enough to keep me on edge. He’s there almost every day. Standing. Silent. Waiting. Watching.
The hairs on the back of my stand at attention almost every time he’s nearby.
Sidyths are not what anyone would consider a fun stop on the Human Whore tour. For one, they’re usually at least six and a half feet tall and pale like a Twilight vampire. They’re also covered in scales on various parts of their face, shoulders, arms, stomachs or legs. I’m pretty sure there’s also scales on their cocks because sometimes my secret admirer’s package slips free from his tiny. Sidyths are also bulky; covered in lean muscle that could easily choke the life out of me if I don’t do what they ask.
The weirdest thing of all? None of them, not even dick slip, have asked me to do anything.
Or any of us, for that matter.
“You should say something to him.” Ellis pushes a few stray strands of curly hair away from her face so she can fix her intense brown eyes on mine. “Just so he’ll stop staring in here. It’s kind of creepy, you know?”
“Maybe Blythe knows what’s up with him,” Kansas calls in a bored tone. “She certainly seems to have gotten friendly enough with the prince.” She rolls her hazel eyes and shares a smirk with Alaska who doesn’t say anything.
She hardly ever does. Bitch is fucking cranky, and I can’t say I blame her.
It’s obvious that Blythe is the only one enjoying her time on a planet filled with exiled Sidyths. We haven’t seen her, but thanks to our translators, it isn’t difficult to figure out that things have progressed. It’s annoying to say the least, but I can’t get too upset with her. I want to believe she’s part of the reason the rest of Sidyths have left us alone.
We haven’t been forced to give pleasure, receive pleasure, or do anything odd since arriving.
I’m not used to this amount of freedom. I’m not used to having a choice.
For years, that’s all I wanted. I got so tired of people telling me how smart I am, and how I could do anything I wanted with my life.
You have so many options, York.
You’re so talented, York.
Do you understand how lucky you are, York? Do you understand how much potential you have?
Despite the frightening stranger in the room opening, I’m still not upset about my predicament. Here I am, in a Sidyth lair with a bunch of intergalactic space whores waiting for the specifics of my assignment.
Ellis tries to keep her shit together, but it’s hard when one of the largest Sidyths with bandages on his hands like a boxer seems to be keeping an eye on her. Alaska and Kansas must be used to this shit by now; I’m willing to bet they’d be playing cards if anyone had a deck. The workout twins – Rene and Devyn – seem to think about nothing other than staying fit and healthy, and the rest don’t really say that much to me. Though I do find it hilarious that Sloane has been dubbed bloody hair woman thanks to her last buyer’s ridiculous choice of hair color.
Most of the girls who sign up to become a Human Whore have obvious financial problems, but that isn’t the case with me. I only wanted something different. I wanted to escape my potential. Yes, I know I sound like a bratty princess, but if the same people who thought that saw me now, they’d laugh in my face. After all, they’d see my secret admirer with bulky arms crossed over an even bulkier chest and searing golden yellow eyes that always seem to
be watching what up I’m up to.
Then there’s the mask on his face.
I don’t even want to think about why he’s wearing that.
The rest of the entertainers continue to openly observe my secret admirer with nervous expressions. It’s been at least a week since Blythe was taken away by the prince and I assume it’s only a matter of time before mask-boy claims me in the exact same way.
The more worrisome question is, what happens when I’m taken?
And why, am I kind of excited to find out?
All my life, I wanted something new and different. I wanted to escape. My parent's friends always told me I was the stupidest smart person they knew, and maybe they were right.
After all, why else would I be hot for the Sidyth with a mask over his mouth who never says anything?
Guarded is coming soon!
Educated
Arizona
I’m bored. B-O-R-E-D. I don’t know how many times I can shout this from the rooftops, but I’m so bored I could scream. Which is hilarious because I never thought boredom was even something possible to feel on an assignment with Sidyth rebels. But here I am – trapped in an underground bunker with some of the most intimidating aliens in the galaxy, and I’m bored to death.
It’s been days and no one’s trying to get me to do anything. There’s no reason to be charming because there’s nothing here for me. And though trying to calm down one of the other girls – Phoebe – has provided a slight distraction, she’s already talking more, and so I’m bored again.
“Another night with nothing and no one to do.” I frown, leaning back to look at the ceiling late into the night. I need something to do. Someone to talk to. I’m getting antsier by the day, but it appears that this is going to be my life for a little while.
“Go to sleep, Ari.” Dakota rolls over and looks at me with a tired expression.
“How can I sleep with him watching me all the time?” Narrowing my eyes, I peek to the doorway where a young looking Sidyth continues to watch me hungrily. It’s jarring. “Look, Sparky… if you want a go, why don’t you come in here and get it over with?”
Dakota frowns. “Not in here.”
The Sidyth’s golden eyes widen. “We’re not supposed to, but don’t think I’m not interested.”
I can’t help but smile. Sidyth or not, I’m pretty sure the one checking me out is a kid, and I’m not interested in being a babysitter. Still, he’s attractive enough as Sidyths go, all the way down to the full sleeve of scales down his left arm. Since arriving, I’ve noticed him watching me, but I’m used to people wanting to look. Sadly though, I’m not used to them only wanting to look. It’s been days. I need my fix.
So, I stand and glide my way over to the young Sidyth.
“What are you doing?” he asks, eying me up and down without shame. Drozass – that’s his name. I remember now, and I can tell that despite his youth, he’d be down for a little pleasure.
“I’m bored,” I purr. “Help me out.”
“We’re not supposed to. Korben’s orders.” He frowns, looking as though he wants to go against his little Prince’s wishes, but makes no move to touch me as I saunter closer. Dakota’s already gone back to sleep, and the rest are either snoring or chatting quietly from the floor, but I wouldn’t even care if they were awake. Giving or receiving pleasure in front of other girls is nothing new to me.
“Isn’t Korben all the way in the other lair?” I purr, dropping a single finger against Drozass’ chest. Goodness, he’s built like a stone despite his youthful face. It almost seems a shame that he’s so young. “Why don’t you call one of your brothers to entertain me, Sparky.”
His eyes harden. “No. That will not be happening.”
“Aww… why not? Scared someone will hurt little old me?”
He shakes his head. “No. That’s not it.”
“You do know who I am, right? I mean… you can’t be that young.”
“I’m not that young.” His voice drips down to something closer to a hiss, and he curls a hand around my waist, eliciting a small gasp from me. “And you’d do best to remember that, Arizona. I’m not a sprog.”
“Heh.” I have to hand it to the kid, he’s interesting for sure. Pulling away, I grow pouty. “So if you’re not going to call someone down here, then you do something to relieve my boredom.”
“I can’t—”
“Not that, Sparky.” I laugh again, and I swear his shoulders tense. “Tell me a story or some shit. I’m bored. I don’t get to hear stories too often.”
“Why don’t you tell me one?” His voice turns teasing. “You’re the great Arizona with her minions. Why don’t you tell me one of your adventures?” His face is mocking, but his tone sounds genuinely interested.
“What do you want to know, Sparky? I’m afraid most of my stories will be a little risqué for you.”
“I doubt it.” His gaze turns heated before he lifts his chin and scans the room. “For one, why don’t you tell me how you managed to get a group of women with you on every trip. Despite being a kid…” his gaze drops back down, “… I’m aware of how unusual that is. Why don’t you tell me about it?”
My eyes narrow. “You want to know how I built my family?” He nods. “I spread my legs. People always listen when you give them pleasure.”
“I have no doubt. But why don’t you tell me about one of the ones who aren’t with you now? I’d love to know why they mean so much. I didn’t know human females could make such intimate connections.” He smirks, daring me to argue with him, but I’m not in the mood.
“Well, Alaska’s one of the ones I’ve been with from the beginning.”
“And the other?”
“Kansas?” I can’t help the look of surprise on my face. “You want me to tell you about how she came to be in my family?”
“Sure. I mean… you’re so bored. Why don’t you tell me a story? Since I’m the kid and all.”
A smirk of my own quirks upon my lips. “Fair enough, Sparky. Saddle up.” I take a seat on the ground and pat the spot next to me. Drozass quickly drops down and all but leans next to me. He smells good. Too good.
He’s too young. I lean away.
“I swear, people don’t bother to read anymore.” I turn to Drozass, smirking. “When I came across Kansas, I had been in the business for about seven or eight years. I’m losing track. I was at the Training Academy at Base 146 with Washington. Alaska and Dakota were also there but at some other part of the facility. It was a pretty standard unit. Show the girls what to do, let them know their new place in the universe, blah, blah, blah.”
And then my eyes soften. I remember first seeing her as though it was yesterday.
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Author Notes – Sabrina Kade
About the Author
Sabrina Kade lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and enjoys print leggings, shoujo manga, and teen dramas on Netflix and Hulu. Her life is surprisingly normal with her husband and two beautiful daughters, and despite what she writes, she enjoys evenings at home with her family with good food, good drinks, and a good night’s rest. And while she does enjoy dirty science fiction, she finds as much enjoyment with clean reads with happy endings as she does with the darkest of horror stories.
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Sabrina Kade’s other books
Educated
Rebels of Sidyth Prequel Novella
Guarded
Rebels of Sidyth Book Two
