A bit of a contradictory song to this chapter. It's mostly smut but in a way he is very liberal this chapter.

Warning: incest and sexual abuse

Candy - Iggy Pop & Kate Pierson

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Present.

"You know it hurt me real bad when you left." He almost didn't hear her when he said that as he laid on his back, his hands on her ass helping her grind and roll her hips. Looking up at her he tilted his head and Nydeki was riding slow but hard, her breasts bouncing perfectly to the rhythm of his thrusts. From his position she was rather beautiful, sleek and shining like blood on gold, his tongue ran over his inner teeth.

"What makes you say that?" Changing his angle she moaned and put her hands on his pecs to help bounce now the clap of her ass against his groin was beyond stimulating. And the faces she made…he felt tickled that he was the one causing them.

"I've had a hole in my heart for so long I've learned to fake it and just smile along." Whispering a confession she seemed to think back to how long he had left her at that compound, under the care of the always so gentle hostess, now she was on his ship. In his bed. It was something he had fantasized about since he first saw her bathing as a youth, even then flat chested and unshapely she sparked a deep dark desire in him.

"A hole?" Curious now he sat up and pulled her close to him, looking down at her as he tangled a hand in her hair. What sort of hole? She was perfectly healthy, he made sure every time he visited her, the last thing he wanted was to catch a venereal infection of some sort. "You are perfectly healthy, female."

"For all your wisdom, you lack the ability to read." She gasped as he fisted her hair, pulling her head back and he was amused now by her little snapback.

"Oh I am?"

"I miss you." She whimpered as he tightened his grip in her ebony locks, releasing slowly to cup her face as she looked up at him. Big sapphire eyes. Trusting.

"You shouldn't." But when she told him that his cock twitched and Mlevi nibbled on her throat, tempted to bite a mark. His property. A healthy, large bite for a male would deter even the most foolhardy of scum from approaching her. That is, if he brought her back.

Why should he?

That idea was a splash of cold water on his balls and cock as he rolled them, now on top and supporting his weight with one arm as he stroked her face with his mandibles.

"Stay with me."

Her eyes got wide, if possible, looking at him she seemed confused and he began to roll his hips harder watching her process his offer.

"Stay? But the hostess said–"

"You do not think I could not take you from that cesspit if I wished? That any of their associates would dare stop me?" He smiled widely now and she seemed uncertain as he licked her jaw whispering against her pulse. "Don't you want to?"

"I…" She gripped his biceps as he rolled faster, teasing her into an orgasm and her long eyelashes fluttered as she dug her nails into his biceps making her purr. "I won't…get in the way?"

"You've been haunting me all my life. You always get in the way," He snickered and he began to grind harder, gripping her hair as her feet battered his ass and the backs of his thighs.

"Please…" Whimpering it her breasts heaved and he lowered his head, careful when suckling her nipples and teasing the ruby studs in each nipple.

"Please what, little sister?" He purred as he nipped and nuzzled her breasts, raising his head to kiss her and she cupped his face, whimpering his name as she came with a loud, guttural cry.

"Please let me stay…please…"

"Good girl." It was what he wanted to hear and it was enough to trigger his own eruption that, for the first time in since he had first taken her, he filled her with his seed. So much that it leaked out, he'd have her clean that up when he deemed necessary, watching the realization on her face was so satisfactory.

"Won't…you…?" Stuttering it she was cut off as he kissed her, purring into her mouth as he pulled out letting her see his soaked cock and her leaking gaping cunt.

"Why shouldn't I? You belong to me." He purred as he smiled widely, his eyes sparkling wickedly now.

It was sometime later while she slept that he put on his armor, plasma caster included, wielding a sword and a whip that had been his fathers design. One thing he was thankful for from his Blooding was that his father had gifted him one of his whips. It was a weapon he rarely used but today could change that. Walking down the steps into the compound he could see the hostess in her silver hues and he made straight for Nydeki's room, what little she had were gifts from him. A jeweled mirror, a book of whimsical tales that illustrated the Code of Honor, a jade and obsidian bracelet as well as the bone necklace he had crafted for her. Securing these in a satchel he walked passed the hostess.

"Where are you going?" She asked as she examined her claws, filed to razor sharpness, he paused and spoke without looking at her.

"Taking what is mine." It was offhand, as if she had no right asking.

"Where is the half breed?"

"Where she belongs." He tilted his head and looked at her, clicking his mandibles. "Do you have a complaint?"

"That's my property." The female hissed, mane raising in annoyance and the patrons were slowly distancing themselves as the bouncers, all six, began to move in.

Rolling his head he chittered almost in excitement. "Careful now. If you are going to threaten me, be sure to not hold back now."

The hostess snapped her fingers and his first swing of his sword beheaded the closest male, the second lost his arm up to the elbow and his plasma caster hit the third in the face blowing it clean off. The fourth lunged along with the fifth as the plasma caster fired again hitting the fifth in the stomach. Number four grabbed Mlevi from behind and he swung his elbow breaking the right mandible and jaw of his hugger before he twisted, grabbing the green male by the mane and throwing him into the sixth male. A bolt of plasma carved clean through both of them and he placed the tip of his sword to the hostesses throat.

Green blood and mangled bodies were all over the floor as the patrons edged closer, the ooman girls cowering behind the curtains of the private rooms.

"You wouldn't dare." She stated boldly but there was fear in her eyes, all six of her sons were dead now, she was alone.

"I would." He smiled and Mlevi sliced his sword downward, cutting her dress down the middle and baring her body to the hungry patrons and he sheathed his sword. "She's all yours."

Turning on his heel he stepped over the smoldering body of her youngest son as she cowered now, reaching for her gown as the crowd of unrestrained males approached her. He hummed and walked up the steps swinging the satchel in his free hand as he heard her roar of defiance which turned into a squeal of pain and pleas for mercy.

He waited years to do that and now he finally had his pretties things, that old whore was useless now to him as he stepped into the cold, snow swept world. His ship hovered nearby and he walked leisurely to it, rolling his shoulders he flicked blood off his fingers as he walked up the ramp into his ship. Tapping a few buttons on his wrist computer he was a good distance away when the explosives he had planted near the entrance of the compound went off burying it all under dozens of feet of rock and ice.

Setting the satchel down by his bed he stood over Nydeki as she slept, his face blank of expression as he lifted a hand letting some of the blood on his palm drop onto her lips.

Beautiful.