Page 71 of Uncovered By the Alien Commander
“It’s not all bad.” I tear my gaze away, to open the food dispenser, grimacing as a black plume of smoke assails our faces, revealing the very overdone boracks steak. “Hmm... I spoke too soon,” I state, extending a claw scraping off the top layer of burned char, revealing something edible.
“Let me see.” Tyrxie clutches my arm to get a peek. “Oh, that looks good to me. I’ve never eaten anything like that before,” she says with excitement, yet her words fill me with pity.
“Truly? We should remedy that immediately,” I suggest, continuing to brush char off the steaks and begin plating them. “As a way of apology for the extra trouble I’ve caused you.” Tyrxie nods her head, a delightful look of eagerness on her face.
“What are you two mating puffrios doing over there? Is it to be disgusting paste crap or glorious borack steaks?” Noroth questions, peering over his board shoulder with an impatient tone.
“The only mating here will be my foot up your impatient ass,” I shoot back at Noroth, noticing Tyrxie’s eyes flick downward for a slightest moment.Oh, did my words disappoint her, or is this more trickery from my bond?
Noroth scoffs as Tyrxie and I approach the table. “Try it, Xandor and I’ll break your foot,” he grumbles, folding his arms.
“Peace brother,” I lay the charred boracks steaks on the table, then smirk at Noroth. “I wouldn’t want to call Quad,” I jest with a smile.
Noroth bristles, “Voiding mockery, that Barlyxian is,” he moans, scratching his side as if the pain from his injury is reignited.
“Are you actually brothers?” Tyrxie asks, looking between Noroth and me with a scrutinizing expression.
“Clan Draxxus brothers,” I beam, thumping my chest with gentle raps.
“Honor to Clan Draxxus!” Noroth yells, thumping his own chest, followed by Logarn with comic lateness, and lacking any enthusiasm.
Tyrxie recoils a touch, and I worry, forgetting how frightening this situation must be for her. I place a hand around her waist, marveling at how tiny and soft she is. “No, we’re not brothers. Those within the same clan often refer to ourselves as war brothers,” I explain in a gentle tone.
“I admire that. Like you’re all one big family?” Tyrxie replies with sweet innocence.
“Yes, exactly,” I agree, then scratch my head, thinking deeper on it. “Except for the killing and dying,” I add with a nod.
“More killing than dying, right, Xandor?” Noroth interjects with a fierce expression stamped on his brutal face.
“Indeed, brother, if the Gods are kind,” I affirm with a solemn nod.
Tyrxie looks a bit puzzled, “You Klendathians are both funny and terrifying at the same time,” she comments with a chuckle.
Her words amuse me as I dish out the plates laden with steaks towards the others. “Tell me, how is it you’ve never had steaks before?” I inquire as I offer Tyrxie her meal.
“Um...” Tyrxie eyes go wide at the offering, prompting me to smile. “I never had the credits,” she answers. A flash of sadness strikes me at her words, and I frown, noting how skinny Tyrxie is, with her visible bones.Bastards half-starved her.
We Klendathians waste no time extending our claws, cutting chunks of meat, and devouring the unfortunate charred steak. Noroth has his speared in the middle and eats without cutting it. “Void!” Tyrxie exclaims, a look of disbelief on her pretty face as she glares at us.
I laugh, realizing she only has a polymer spoon clutched in her hand. “Here,” I offer, pushing my cut-up steak over to her. “Eat mine.”
“Oh, thank you,” she replies, licking her lips. I study her as she picks up a piece of steak, examining it like it’s an orb of Elerium, before with tentative motion, she opens her full lips, and pops the meat inside. The innocent scene somehow stirs something within me and to my chagrin, I can feel my cock engorging.This voiding bond!
I suppress a grimace as I ask, “So, what do you think?”
Chapter 27
Tyrxie
Fed up
An explosion of richflavors caresses my senses, eliciting an involuntary moan from my lips. It’s a stark contrast to the bland, gloppy paste that has always sustained me. This meat processes a wondrous texture, and each chew releases a burst of delicious nourishment. “So good!” I declare, in response to Xandor’s question.
Glancing at Xandor he smiles with a brief nod, although he shuffles with an awkward movement, adjusting his body angle away from me.Something I said?He’s been hard work today, but I think he’s finally warming up to me.
I wanted to speak with him, to ask him questions—no, that’s a lie, I wanted to make things right. Over the past few days, I’vefelt awful for pushing him away, especially when he ignored me afterward.
Only when I almost lost him did I realize how much I want him.