Trili and Anna hurried out of Klowix’s room after only a few minutes.

Trili looked at Bethany. “He’s calling for you. Be careful, he’s spitting mad. Apparently, there have been more protests.”

Bethany groaned inwardly and forced her feet to move to Klowix’s room. She opened the door to find the room in disarray; Klowix had a bad habit of throwing things when he got angry. He was pacing the room, and barely looked at Bethany as she entered.

His face was red with anger. “There was another protest in the city!” Clearly, he expected Bethany to respond, but she didn’t know what to say.

“That’s… that’s a pity.”

“A pity? A travesty, that’s what it is! Do these people have any idea how hard those who came before them fought for peace? And they just want to throw it away, to throw us back into the dark times when the war between our races nearly tore apart the galaxy!”

Bethany hesitantly made her way toward Klowix. “What does the king want you to do about it?”

It was the wrong question to ask. Klowix seized a chair and flung it at the wall, where it shattered. “He’s not letting me do what I must.” He sounded positively dangerous. “I don’t know what’s possessed him to even listen to a word that comes out of these radicals’ mouths, but it’s going to be the end of us. I could have had this rubbish put down weeks ago if he’d just given me free rein.”

“By put down, you mean…?”

Klowix fixed her with his dangerous glare. “I mean all those who threaten the peace of the galaxy would have been sent to their final peace by now. It’s more than they deserve.”

Bethany knew from Trili that Evions believed there was a life after death, one where troubled souls could find rest and peace, like the Evion equivalent of humans’ heaven.

She slowly reached out and touched Klowix’s arm. He didn’t respond.

“Commander, if I might offer advice?”

Klowix sighed and threw himself down on the bed. “Go ahead.”

“You’re wasting your energy raging about this. Destroying furniture isn’t helping the situation. Instead, unleash your rage where it can actually make a difference.”

“That’s just it, the king’s not letting me!”

Bethany took a deep, calming breath. “Then save it. Save your rage for when the time comes, and it will. Don’t waste your energy now.”

Klowix didn’t say anything, but he wasn’t breathing so hard anymore. Bethany continued, coming to sit on the edge of the bed next to him.

“If you can’t save your energy, at least channel it.” She leaned over him, hesitating. “Commander, may I kiss you?”

Instead of answering, Klowix growled as he put his hand behind her head and pulled her towards him. His kiss was fast and hard and made Bethany moan into his mouth.

She was sprawled over his chest and off balance, her fingers clutching at the thin silk sheets for balance.

Klowix moved fast, flipping the two of them over so that he was on top, never breaking the kiss. He spread his legs so he was straddling her and ground down. Bethany could feel his cock pressing into her clit and spread her legs wider, aching for more.

She tried to wriggle out of her panties, but Klowix took her arms in one hand and pinned them above her head, ripping her silk dress in two and tossing it aside with the other, leaving him free to ravish her. Bethany struggled faintly to get her hands loose, but mostly she was too focused on what Klowix was doing to her to notice anything else.

He moved his kisses down to her breasts, taking her nipples lightly in his teeth and flicking his tongue over them. Bethany was gasping for more and arched her back, desperate to get more of herself into his deliciously warm mouth.

Finally, Klowix released her hands, and Bethany wasted no time in pulling his shirt off. She got to work on his pants, but Klowix was faster. As the last of their clothes were tossed over the side of the bed, Bethany reached her legs up, wrapping them firmly around him.

“Please, Commander.” She knew she should have more self-control than this, but she couldn’t wait. It seemed Klowix was in no mood to wait either. He pushed into her; Bethany cried out as his massive cock filled her at the same moment that his hand gripped the back of her neck.

As the essence began flowing out of her, she tightened her grip with her legs, pulling him further into her. She’d gotten so used to the thrill of pleasure from the sharing that she’d forgotten how much better it felt when Klowix was inside her. Klowix grunted and came, pumping fast and hard.

His hand found her clit, and in a few swift motions, she came hard, her entire body writhing in sheer ecstasy.

Bethany went limp as Klowix pulled out. The whole thing was over so fast she had barely begun to enjoy it, but the sweet release was worth it.

She yawned and turned over, snuggling into Klowix’s side. Barely ten minutes later, his hand began trailing over her breasts. Bethany’s eyes went to his cock, which was hardening more by the moment. He really had taken her advice about channeling his energy. She liked it.

“Commander, may I have your cock?”

Klowix nodded his assent, and Bethany scrambled down, taking his cock in her trembling hands. Under her touch, he hardened fully, his cock red and swollen, just beginning to leak precome from the tip. She licked at it, focusing on the tip as Klowix made a noise in the back of his throat that could only be approval.

“Bethany.”

He gave her a stern, commanding look, and she knew what he wanted. She took him fully into her mouth. Klowix’s hips jerked upwards as she began to move up and down, sucking him as hard and fast as she could. Her body was throbbing, already demanding to have Klowix inside her again, but this time she wanted to make it last.

It seemed Klowix did too, because he pulled her off him before too long, gesturing for her to come back level with him. He pulled her toward him and their lips met again. Klowix’s tongue slipped into her mouth, and Bethany took it eagerly. She wrapped her arms around his broad back, holding on for dear life.

This time, when Klowix broke the kiss, he moved all the way down between her thighs. Bethany trembled as she spread her legs as wide as they could go, waiting for him.

Klowix pushed a single finger inside her. Bethany moaned in satisfaction as he began to move slowly in and out.

“More.” She knew right away it was a mistake.

His finger disappeared, and she whimpered.

“Please, Commander, may I have more?”

“That’s better.”

This time, he used two fingers, scissoring them inside her, stretching her in ways that made her even wetter than she already was. Soon Klowix’s hand was soaked, but he didn’t seem to mind, and pushed in a third finger.

When he started to use his super-fast movement, in and out of her at the speed of light, Bethany started seeing stars as she felt herself coming again to the peak. She reached down to touch her clit, and with a cry she came, bucking on Klowix’s fingers, shuddering through it.

She lay on her back, trying to get her breath, but Klowix wasn’t waiting. He was kissing her again. She could feel his hot, hard cock pressed against her stomach. His hand was behind her neck, drawing essence out for just a few moments; those moments were enough to make her forget that she’d just come, and make her ache for him all the more.

Klowix rubbed against her, smearing her torso with come, making her slick and letting him slide up and down over her body.

“Commander, please touch my breasts?”

“You’re demanding tonight.”

“Please, Commander.”

He acquiesced, taking her left breast in a firm hand and squeezing. Bethany felt her nipples hardening under his touch. He started drawing more essence out of her, coming back to kiss her at the same time, and Bethany was so bewildered with pleasure that the world seemed to spin out of control.

He moved down, positioning himself above her. Bethany lifted her legs, wrapping them around his hips and helping guide him in. Klowix moved quickly, impatiently, clearly as desperate for release as she was. This time, it was his finger on Bethany’s clit, moving in divine circles.

She could hear the slick noises of them coming together, and felt once again an orgasm building up inside her. She and Klowix cried out at almost the same time. The sweet pull of her essence moving towards him mingled with the sensation as her thighs tightened, shuddering with release.

By this time, they were both covered in sweat. Bethany wiped strings of hair off her face as Klowix rolled to the side.

“Are you feeling better, Commander?”

“Getting there.” He was trying to hide a smile.

“Well, if you’re not quite there yet, I guess we had better keep trying.”

He gave her a ravenous look. “I guess so.”

* * *

“What time did he say he’d be getting back?” Bethany was trying to keep the whine out of her voice.

Snia didn’t look at her. “He doesn’t know.”

“If I could just send him a message on the T-screen…”

Lizzy was firm. “No. You’ll drive him insane if you message him at work.”

“But he’s even supposed to be at work. It’s Saturday.” There was no denying it, she was whining. She couldn’t help it. Klowix had been mostly absent for days, and she missed him.

She was so used to the weight of fear in her stomach when he was around, wondering if the next sharing would be the one that killed her, that she was actually kind of missing that too. It certainly added to the arousal – and there had been a lot of arousal recently.

She much preferred this method of Klowix dealing with his anger. The furniture remained intact, and she got to spend hours at a time having one earth shattering orgasm after another. To be honest, that was the part of the reason she was so impatient for him to be back. She hadn’t had him inside her in days, and she was frustrated.

“What could possibly take up so much time, anyway?”

“The protests, remember?”

Bethany did remember, but she didn’t want to.

“Come on, let’s do something else.” Beoli took Bethany’s hand and pulled her up. “Klowix won’t be happy if you’re bored when he’s away. You know how much he likes us to be entertained.”

Bethany blushed at the memory of the last “entertainment” Klowix had offered. The others tactfully pretended not to notice.

“Let’s go for a swim.” Everyone else made noises of interest at Culip’s suggestion. Culip had passed the levaitor test with flying colors just the week before, and as Klowix had promised, he’d given her the controls so that they could swim when he wasn’t home.

Bethany thought that some cold water would do her good. She had her own selection of skimpy bikinis, thanks to Culip’s many shopping sprees.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea.” A smile tugged at Bethany’s lips as she followed suit and went to get changed.

It was several hours later that they staggered back inside, laughing with their arms around each other, soaking wet and exhausted from hours of swimming, but happy. As Bethany helped Snia unknot her bikini, she realized that somehow, these people had become just as much her family as her parents on earth had ever been.

“Do we really have to leave? I mean, even after Klowix has found his secrena, couldn’t we all just stay here together? I don’t want to split up.”

Trili shrugged. “I guess that would be up to you and Klowix.”

Bethany couldn’t help but look surprised.

“Come on, Bethany, you must know where this is heading.”

Bethany hoped she knew where it was heading, but she was terrified to get her hopes up only to have them crushed. “Just because Klowix has gone further with me than anyone else doesn’t mean I’m his secrena.”

“True, but you have good reason to be hopeful.”

“Anyway, I want to spread my wings a bit, but if I’ve got a home here after the secrena has been chosen, I’ll certainly be back.”

Bethany smiled as the others made similar comments. She missed her parents and would certainly go back to visit them, but for better or worse, Telion was her home now. No, not Telion. Klowix was her home – and Trili, Snia and all the others. They were her home.

“Let’s go order some food. We’ll prepare a nice table and have Klowix’s favorite ready when he comes home.” Bethany rather enjoyed taking charge.

“Now that sounds like a plan.” Lizzy sounded enthusiastic, and Culip whipped out the T-screen that never seemed to be beyond her reach.

Before they could get started properly, they were distracted by a noise outside. Going to the window, Bethany saw a crowd of rowdy people, all holding signs and shouting.

“Get away from the window.” Trili yanking Bethany back sharply even as Snia pulled the curtains closed.

“What, you think one of them might try to shoot us?”

Beoli shrugged. “You never know. I know these fanatics, they don’t listen to reason like normal people do. Besides, Klowix would have our heads if he knew we allowed any of you in sight of the protesters.”

Culip and Trili helped herd Bethany, Ruth, Lizzy, and Anna into the middle of the room while Snia flitted around, making sure all the curtains were closed and the doors were locked.

Trili took charge now. “Just stay here. I’ll get a movie for us to watch. Snia, call Klowix at work and ask him for the window security code. We should probably put down the shield blinds, just in case.”

Snia had barely touched the T-screen when the door burst open.

“Is everyone ok?” Klowix voice boomed. His eyes went to the closed curtains and the group of humans in the middle of the room, and he nodded approvingly.

Bethany nodded. “We’re all fine, Commander.”

“Commander, may I have the code for the shield blinds?”

“Three, two, four, four, six.” As soon as Klowix was finished, Snia pressed the buttons that brought down metal barriers outside the windows.

Klowix was resolute. “From now on, I’m doubling security here. These protests are getting violent, they’ve even started attacking humans in the city. You will all go through security drills and carry emergency T-screens on you at all times. Trili, I’m placing you in charge of making sure everyone follows the security measures.”

“Of course, Commander.”

Snia spoke up. “We’d never let any harm come to them.”

Klowix softened a bit. “I know. You have done well without instruction. I am going to see the king tonight; this is getting out of hand. The army will be taking extreme measures to contain this, and I intend to see that he gives the order.”

If Bethany were the king, she wouldn’t argue with Klowix about it. He was all business and very controlled, but she could see the rage boiling beneath the surface. She wondered if the protesters knew what they were getting themselves into.