R.S.
I don’t know why I allowed her to play these games with me.
I demanded everyone leave the room for Alpha and Morgan’s first mating. I wanted no distractions while I studied them. She knew it would just be me in here. Her cries of pleasure and looks of ecstasy was another one of her attempts to make me jealous. Her constant need to get my attention was unsettling. A lesser man would fall for her quiet beauty and temptress charms. However, I wouldn’t be lured into her web of desire. I finally had the attention and funding I needed to make my dreams a reality. Once I had a successful birth, I would have all the recognition I needed to be remembered as the greatest scientist ever.
I admit, I almost caved. When she admitted to Alpha that she wasn’t very experienced, I almost pulled her out of there. Thankfully, I realized it was just her attempt to make me call the mating off. A few times, I was even tempted to trigger the device inside her uterus like last time. I looked down at the small remote I’d been holding inside my hand for the last forty minutes. I placed it back inside my coat pocket. I have goals. I was close to exceeding everyone’s expectations. I wouldn’t allow her desires for me to set me off course.
I closed my eyes, and the image of Morgan coming to an orgasm flooded my thoughts.
The door to the room I was in opened, and Asim walked in. I remained seated.
“The doctors are trying to connect to Morgan’s birthing assistance device, but they’re having trouble. They think something has happened to it. They can’t determine if he ejaculated.”
“He ejaculated,” I said as I watched Alpha rub small circles on her back. She was sound asleep on his chest.
“How do you know?”
“Because I do,” I said.
I kept to myself the fact that I know Alpha ejaculated because there was no damn way he couldn’t. He was tangled in her deceptive web, caught up in her seductive dance. He had no idea that she made love to him only to get my attention.
Asim sighed. “Maybe so, but that still doesn’t help us fix the issue of her device being offline, and inserting another one now could be too risky for the possible pregnancy.”
It was those words that forced my eyes to turn to something other than her naked body. Morgan might be pregnant. This was always the goal, but hearing it now had my head spinning and my pulse racing. What if she was pregnant by him? The only reason I was so pissed at the idea was because they may start to bond. Alpha wasn’t as strong minded as I am, he would allow Morgan to manipulate him into believing she really cared for him. However, I couldn’t be too quick to act. That always backfired. Alpha saw me as a threat to him and Morgan’s relationship, and Morgan was still distrustful of me because of her relationship with her husband. I had to be smart about my next move. If I pulled them away from each other now, they would view me as the bad guy, and it would only strengthen their bond. I needed to show Morgan that Alpha was just an animal and was no different than her husband. Allowing them to mate had made him look even more human to her. I needed her to realize that he was no substitution for me. I must show Alpha that Morgan was only using him to make me jealous. It was time I proved to them both that I was the superior one in this equation. I’d allowed them small victories in order for me to win the overall war. No more.
“Asim, I want you to stop all Morgan’s dosages of the ovulation stimulant.”
“Wait, What! Why?”
I closed my eyes to calm my anger. Where the fuck does he get off questioning the decisions I make? I run this show. I took a breath and tried to look at it from Asim’s point of view. For so long, this has been our main goal, but I know something that he doesn’t. Like always, I see things others do not understand.
“Look,” I said, pointing to the view of the two of them lying on the bed. She was still asleep on top of him. Alpha was holding her protectively still stroking her sweat soaked back.
“Watch the way he touches her, how he protectively angles her so that we see very little of her body.”
We don’t supply blankets in the mating room. If not for Alpha lying her on his chest, her body would be exposed to the cameras. I don’t know if he purposely moved her on top of him to protect her or if he did it because he wanted to feel her warmth.
Asim studied the scene in front of him for a moment.
“You forget that Morgan is still his obsession. He will not share her. Not with us, or a baby. He will consider the fetus a threat.”
Asim turned to me; I could see the doubt in his eyes. “Sir, even wild animals are protective of their young. Don’t you think he would sense the infant being his?”
I shook my head.
“You are confusing these subjects with nature. You cannot compare him to animals. Animals have had millions of years to evolve and advance. Alpha has had five. Plus, we still do not fully understand the alien DNA they extracted from that meteor.”
Asim turned back to the glass; he still wasn’t understanding. Sometimes, it was hard working with people that didn’t share your brilliance.
“We both know that Alpha doesn’t think rationally.”
Asim looked back to me still in doubt.
“Consider this,” I said grabbing his attention. “If Morgan had to choose between Alpha and her unborn child, who do you think she would choose?”
Asim turned back to the couple lying on the bed together.
“The child,” he admitted when he turned back to me.
“Exactly! And just as you and I know this, Alpha’s primitive mind would know it too.”
Asim watched me for only a second before he nodded and jotted something down on his tablet.
Now that I finally had Asim on the same mind set, I continued with my plans. “In the morning, I want you to give her the morning after pill, then start her on a high dose daily birth control.”
“Yes sir!” I could still hear some of the doubt in Asim’s tone. If I didn’t know him well, I would think that he meant to defy me, but Asim knew better. I stood from my seat at the table, finally able to gather myself. I spared one last look into the room where the two of them lie together in post-coital bliss. I turned my head in disgust.
“Give them another hour, then separate them. When you take her from the room, I want you to place her with the other breeders. Place her on the same schedule as the other girls.
“Will she continue the breeding process?”
He was watching me cautiously. He thinks I have an ulterior motive for my decision. I do, but he doesn’t need to know that. I’m just trying to save us all from future problems. No matter what happens, Morgan and Alpha cannot become close.
“Give her the regular two weeks with him. She will be allowed to see Alpha once a day.”
I left Asim in the room to follow out my plans. I needed time away from Morgan. Her desire for me was starting to disrupt my work. By giving her time without me, she would more quickly realize the error of her ways.