Pet - Chapter 8 (Patreon)

Remus despises the human race. I know that there are other races out there. Other aliens from different planets, and a whole bunch of planets he’s been to and conquered. But I’d be willing to bet my life that humans are the ones he hates the most. I’ve barely seen him lately. But I guess since he’s the ruler of his race, that means that he barely has time for the likes of me. And I’m thankful for each and every day that he is away from me. But today, he is more on edge than usual, which is saying a lot seeing as I can never read him.

I’ve been sitting on the ground, kneeling since he walked in. He didn’t give me permission to get up, hasn’t even acknowledged me since he walked in. He just moved past me, briefly glancing at me, and continued throughout the room. I tilt my head in the direction of Remus, and he’s gazing out the window. Just staring. He shifts and I immediately turn my gaze looking back at the ground. I hear his footsteps, and squeeze my eyes closed once he nears me.

Fingers roughly thread through my hair, and I cry out in pain just as my gaze is torn to look at Remus. He’s gazing at me in irritation. And not that blank gaze that I assume is irritation. His eyes are narrowed, and the corner of his lip is slightly turned up. He’s beyond irritation, and he doesn’t mind letting me see it.

“Entitlement," he growls. His grip tightens even further, causing me to cry out in pain.

“Ah!” I squeal. My eyes are beginning to sting from the pain. Which only annoys him further.

“You believe you have the rights to this planet huh? That because you were put on this one, that you don’t have to give it up? Idiots.” I look at him through tear-streaked eyes, and he’s seriously mad. Question is, why is he taking it out on me?

“I..Ah!” I’m cut off as he roughly shakes me.

“I didn’t ask for your opinion," he growls. He’s quiet for a moment before he finally drops me. My hands immediately move up to rub my irritated scalp.

“I’ve never encountered a more idiotic race in all my years. Inferior. Weak. Pathetic.” He growls walking away. Apparently, something hasn’t gone his way today and I’m the punching bag. He’s still talking as he heads into the shower, slamming the door behind him. I stare at the door nervous that he’s going to come out at any second, attacking me, but he doesn’t. I can hear the sound of water running, causing me to release a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding.

I look down at my fingers, and they’re shaking. There’s no telling what kind of mood he’s in. When Remus took that female Leviathins life simply by touching her, it opened my eyes to the power he truly holds. I thought he could only take life the way he does with me. I had no idea that by simply touching someone he can kill them. He can literally snuff my life out at any given second. I won’t even have the luxury of putting up a fight.

It just opens another door to the mystery that is Remus. What exactly is he? Because judging from the other Leviathan I’ve encountered, he is nothing like them. He is more...high standing. Why would he choose me though? He’s already made it clear that he wanted to break me. And after seeing what he did to that female Leviathan, there is no way in hell I want to piss him off. So why am I still around? He knows that I will obey him. Why does he still want me here?

“Iris.” I jump as I hear his voice, looking in the direction it came from. My eyes travel up, and immediately my burns. Remus is naked. Stark naked. Butt naked. In front of me. There is still water dripping from his body, and his long hair looks even longer as it sticks to his body. I immediately shut my eyes, bringing my hands up over them as well.

My embarrassment and unease quickly come to the surface. Not only did I see his body, but his large member between his legs. Remus hasn’t touched me sexually since that night of that banquet. And the room was dark we were in, so I never saw his penis. And now that I have, I understand why it hurt so bad.

I hear Remus chuckle above me, then I feel his hands around my wrists, pulling them away from my face. I keep my eyes closed tight, my nerves frying to the ends. His fingers trace over my face before he speaks.

“Open your eyes, Iris.” He says it so demanding. So I do. I open my eyes and gaze into his purple gaze. He’s glaring me down. There’s lust in his gaze. He turns away from me, walking to the bed, and motioning for me to follow. I slowly make my way over, my calves screaming in protest from being in that position for so long. Once I’m in front of him, the amusement that was on his features disappears and he roughly jerks me forward so that I stumble between his legs. I’m inches away from his penis, which is erect.

His eyes roam over my body, and he reaches out, looping his fingers underneath the collar of my dress. A loud rip echoes throughout the room, and cool air hits my shoulders as he tears the thin fabric from my skin. His eyes are downcast on my body, but I’m focused on his face. Even now it’s blank of any emotion. I can tell that he’s aroused because of the pulsating color of his eyes.

Once I’m naked, he begins playing with my flesh. He runs his fingers randomly over my body, stopping to cup my breasts every once in a while. Then he moves backward so that he is in the middle of the bed. His purple gaze travels over to me.

“Come here.” My legs are shaking, but I somehow manage to force them to move. I pull myself onto the bed, moving towards Remus. I stop a few inches away from him, keeping my wide gaze focused on his face. A small smirk crosses his features.

“Put me in a good mood, Iris.” I blink in confusion, not knowing the first thing of what I’m supposed to do. His smile broadens and I’m even more terrified. Remus is a sadist. And if he’s smiling, then whatever he’s imagining is at the expense of my misery. Remus holds his hand out to me, and I move even closer, so that my breast is touching his shoulder. He threads his fingers through my hair, gently this time, but latches on firmly. My whole body is on fire as he gazes at me with such an intense gaze.

“Here. Let me teach you.” He all but growls. With those words, the pressure on my head increases until I’m being directed down. My eyes widen, and a gasp escapes my lips as I realize the direction he’s pushing me. Then I feel it. His dick is in my mouth. He’s still pushing my head down, and I gag, trying to move up for air or something, but he’s not having it.

After a few seconds he finally releases the pressure, and I pull up, gasping for air. I’m about to shout at him, scream or something, but then I remember who he is and keep my mouth shut. His fingers are back in my hair, and he’s more gentle this time.

“Close your mouth," he murmurs. I close my mouth around the soft skin, and I hear Remus above me hiss. I look up at him, and he’s watching me with a dark gaze.

“Keep your lips closed around it," he growls as he bobs my head up and down.

“Just like that," he sighs. I try not to think about the fact that I have his penis in my mouth. I’ve never experienced something like this before, and here I was doing it with a man that isn’t even human.

“Suck, Iris," he growls. So I do. His hands ease up on my hair, and I have free reign with my head. I feel his fingers playing with my hair now, and I assume he’s enjoying what I’m doing. I feel his hand around mine, and he pulls my head off of his dick. He wraps my hand around it, and I can’t help but stare in fascination. My hand doesn’t even fit all the way around it. Remus’ hand closes around mine, and he moves it in an up and down motion. I’m still gazing slack-jawed at it though.

“Put your mouth around the tip," he says huskily. I look up, and he’s gazing at me with that intense gaze. So I keep moving my hand, and move my mouth back to the tip, placing it in my mouth. Remus talks me through how to pleasure him, for how long I don’t know. But he eventually grows tired of teaching me, and moves his hands back through my hair, pushing me down on him so that he’s in the back of my throat.

I gag once again, but he doesn’t let go. If anything, he pushes harder, and I feel the warm liquid in my throat as he shudders above me. I have no other option but to swallow. After what seems like forever, he lets go of my head, and I sit up, gasping and coughing trying to catch my breath.

Remus is in front of me before I can catch my bearings, his hand lightly wrapping around my throat. There’s a wicked smile on his face.

“The next time I come home in an unpleasant mood, that’s your task," he says. He glares me down, his smile dropping.

“‘May I pleasure you, M’lord’. That is your line." he says. I stare at him like he’s crazy, and his hand tightens around my throat.

“Do you understand, Iris?”

“Yes,” I whisper. Lucky for me, he lets me go. But not long before my body is thrown backward on the bed, and Remus is over me.

“Good.”

He slides his hand down the front of my body, and in between my legs. I’m already wet from earlier, and he growls his approval. A mischievous glint appears behind his eyes before he leans down so that he is next to my ear. Chills break out across my skin as he whispers his terrifying words to me.

“Prepare yourself, pet.”

* * * * *

I know that I’m supposed to keep my gaze down, but I can’t. I’m finally outside. The beautiful scenery that eluded me so much is within my reach. Remus standing far away from me, speaking to several different people that showed up today. He’s back to his rigid, regal self. Giving orders and expecting them to be followed.

Each person that he speaks to is scared of him. I can tell by their tense stance. Even the men. I would be too if I was aware of his power. I just wonder what it is he’s saying to them. Or why we’re even outside.

I turn away from him, walking to the small pond and staring at it. The water is so clear and blue. I haven’t seen water like this in a long time. I close my eyes, taking in the sunlight. It’s so warm. I’ve been indoors for how long, I don’t know. I open my eyes, squatting to place my fingers in the water, which is surprisingly cool.

“It’s from up the mountain.” I jump, immediately jerking my hand out of the water, and dropping my head. I hadn’t even heard Remus approach. His deep chuckle catches me off guard.

“You may look at me, Iris.” I slowly raise my gaze to find him standing in front of me with a small smile on his face. It looks so out of place there, but it’s still beautiful nonetheless. He motions to the pond before me.

“The water. It’s melted from up the mountain. Over time the water carved a deep gash into the earth, causing the waterfall you saw earlier. That’s why the water is cold.” He explains as if he’s speaking to a child. Hell, maybe he is. I don’t claim to be wise. I was young when the world was taken over. It makes me wonder how old Remus is.

I turn to look at the scenery around me, this place is carved into the Cliffside. It doesn’t feel like a mountain. It’s warm and sunny and beautiful. I turn away from Remus, looking out at the scenery.

“You’ve been so tame lately, I almost forgot you originated from the wild," he says. I tense, my body running cold when I feel him getting closer to me. His arms wrap around my body, and his lips lightly press against my exposed shoulder. I squeeze my eyes closed, trying to get my wits about me, and I feel a tiny shockwave of ice rip through my body.

The second it’s there, it disappears, and I jerk away from Remus, a little too fast because I’m dizzy. And he’s watching me with a mischievous smile.

“Innocence," he murmurs stepping away from me.

“Come, Iris," he calls over his shoulder. I move my feet one in front of the other, shaking off the sudden wave of dizziness that’s coming over me.

The ride for the most part was silent. Remus still had yet to tell me why or where we were headed. All I know is that for some reason he’s in a strangely playful mood. As in, he keeps throwing snide remarks my way, and doing things that he knows scares me. Like earlier sucked some life out of me and walked away as if he did nothing. Just that small kiss on my shoulder was enough to make me dizzy on my feet.

Currently, Remus is walking in front of me, holding this godforsaken leash around my throat. There are people surrounding him in a frenzy. His people. Some are bowing as he passes by, some cowering away. But all of them look in my direction. Some are in shock. Some are in confusion. My footsteps falter just enough for Remus to grow irritated and jerk roughly. I stumble forward, catching myself just in time. As I gaze around me, I take note that everyone is literally stopping what they are doing, to watch their leader walk into the building looming ahead of us.

This whole city is nice. It’s clean and beautiful, with not too much greenery, but also not too much pollution. Quite honestly, there is no pollution. No smog or smoke from factories, and the sky is clear and beautiful shining down. It’s perfect. And the people in it even more so. This must be one of the cities they built up after tearing down our way of living and forcing us to be their slaves. As I look around I see more and more people, with inhibitors around their necks doing work. Some are building, some are cleaning, some following in behind their masters with blank gazes. It’s sickening. And I’m no different.

Remus doesn’t want to put an inhibitor around my neck, for the purpose that he wanted to break me himself. And he has. Just the thought of rebelling has my stomach knotting up. After he broke my friend and sent me away to that hell, and especially after I saw the way he took that woman's life simply by touching her. I didn’t have a fighting chance. I never did. He was always playing with me. Toying with my emotions.

I feel anger as I notice a small boy, no older than 8 with an inhibitor around his throat. He doesn’t have that empty gaze, so his thoughts are still his own. But he’s tied with a small girl. She’s a leviathan obviously. Her parents walk behind them, smiling at their child enjoying her slave. I hate it.

I hate this. I train my gaze at Remus back. His long white hair flowing behind him. I hate him. If I had any chance to kill him, I would. I would do it in a heartbeat. But I’m literally alone. Any human ally I could possibly have has been killed or is a former shell of themselves.

“I must admit I’m a bit shocked you were so obedient.” Remus is standing next to me as the floor elevates to take us up to the top of this building. I feel his finger underneath my chin as he raises my gaze to meet his. I can see the excitement in his gaze as he stares me down. He’s actually in a good mood.

“I expected you to make a run for it, or at least try your best to go against me since we were in the public eye.” His smile widens. It looks so foreign on his face. Such a rare sight that I hardly ever see. I try and keep my breathing even, and not give away the fact that I’m afraid. But I’m pretty sure he can hear my heartbeat. Because his gaze travels to my chest, and slowly back to my face causing his smile to widen, exposing his straight white teeth and those abnormally sharp canines.

“Ah. I see. So you finally have gained fear.” I feel like I’m about to pass out from lack of oxygen. The floor finally stops though, and Remus stands tall, his smile leaving his face as we enter a new room.

Actually it’s more like a house. It’s nothing like the one we’ve been in. It’s smaller but very alien-like. It’s also very open.

“This will be our new home for the next few months, while I finish up business on this godforsaken planet,” Remus murmurs as he takes the collar from around my neck. I turn to look at him in confusion.

“What?” I say. His eyes narrow, and I can tell that he’s irritated with my response, but nevertheless he clarifies for me.

“I’m on this planet, for one purpose. And to complete that purpose, I must relocate to the required areas at the required time. And right now this is the area until further notice.”

“In the city?” I ask. He turns away from me, walking towards the hallway, loosening his foreign jewelry on his arms.

“Yes. This is one of the cities we’ve set up.” I take off after him, having to do a light jog to catch up to his long stride.

“Why this city?” I ask. I’m so focused on catching up, that I don’t notice him stop. I slam right into him, stumbling backwards and falling right on my ass. I cry out from the shock, and look up. Remus is glaring down at me. He doesn’t even have to say anything. I know he’s irritated with my questions.

I immediately, get on my knees in the position Remus has me in the moment he steps into rooms, keeping my eyes trained on the floor.

“I’m sorry,” I murmur. After a moment of silence, Remus moves.

“You may rise,” he says. Gone is his amused mood. I slowly stand, and continue to follow him with my head down and my mouth shut.

After Remus has everything settled, we both bathe and he takes me into the dining room to eat. It’s a beautiful view out the window as the sun sets over the sky. Once again the wall is an entire glass window, I can even see the city. The lights aren’t as harsh as they were when humans owned the Earth. There are different colors, and brightness. Even the scenery is amazing. It’s as if the buildings themselves light up.

“You’re not eating.” I jump as Remus steps into the room, taking a seat next to me. He’s not wearing a shirt, and his hair isn’t pulled back in a ponytail. My eyes travel to the silver symbol marking his chest. It’s almost as if it’s alive... like it’s pulsating. It’s captivating.

“Iris.” I blink, looking up at Remus and he’s watching me with an irritated expression.

“I’m sorry. I just got caught up in the scenery," I say. I don’t bother telling him I’m not that hungry. I’m afraid that he’ll just make me go to bed with him early, which means longer for him to do the things he’s been doing to my body.

It’s almost as if he never gets tired. And he has no limits either.

“Remus sits back in the chair and turns to look out the window. I wonder if he ever gets home sick. According to him, we aren’t the first people that he has conquered. So what does that mean? Does he never go to his home planet?

“Do you miss your home?” I ask. I don’t even think about the consequences if he doesn’t like my answer. At the back of my mind, I want to know how this alien functions so differently from us.

Remus turns back to me, and he has a strange expression on his face. As he studies me.

“Do you miss your family," he says. The question catches me completely off guard.

“Um... I don’t really remember them.” I say.

“Oh?” he says, and his expression turns soft. As if he’s genuinely interested.

“I just remember... it was my birthday the next day, and my Dad was going to be out of town due to his job, so my parents took me out the day before to celebrate.” I feel sadness washing over me as I remember them.

“I don’t even remember how it happened, I just remember there being a huge panic, and everyone was screaming, trying to get away. I don’t even know what from.” My eyes burn as memories I kept hidden away come burrowing to the surface.

“My father was killed that day.. I don’t remember how. I just remember him, laying there and not getting up. And my mother.. She..” I trail off trying to catch my breath. I look up and Remus is gazing deep into my soul. His features aren’t hard and cold. But soft.

“And your brother?” he asks. He says it as if he knows something, but his face nor his body language gives me a definite indication that he does.

“I don’t remember. He was older than me, and wasn’t at home a long time prior to the invasion," I say. I try and remember but nothing comes up. Silence overcomes us.

"Saundaraya." The foreign words roll of Remus’ tongue, and I look at him in confusion.

“What?” I say. He gives me a light smirk.

"Saundaraya. It’s the name of this city.”

“There are 20 cities total on the Earth.”

“Only 20?” I ask. He nods his head.

“There’s no need for more. The Earth is all but conquered,” he says it with such ease.

“Don’t you think it’s wrong that you just came in and wiped out an entire civilization?” I ask. Instead of anger, amusement shines bright on his features.

“I think, that the last person that should be lecturing me on wiping out civilizations is a human,” he says. I narrow my eyes at him.

“That was in the past though, we learned from our mistakes, and we built a better future,” I say in irritation. Remus’ smile widens.

“Ah? Because, when I arrived, your leaders were fighting over lands that were already claimed. Resources that weren’t theirs to keep, and on the verge on destroying your own planet with man-made bombs.” He says. I don’t know how to respond. No matter what I say, he’s always going to use that argument against me. And deep down, I know he’s right. But that still doesn’t give them the right to come in here and take from us.

“Is my little pet getting frustrated?” He laughs next to me, and I feel the warmth of his body growing closer to mine.

“No,” I murmur trying to deter his excited mood, but it’s no use. He chuckles. I really want to figure out why he’s so playful today. He lightly pulls me from my seat, onto his lap. I feel my face burning bright from embarrassment, as I straddle him. His purple gaze wanders from my face to my chest, and his hands roam under my shirt.

“If it makes you feel any better, there is this pesky thorn in my side,” he murmurs as he tugs on the fabric causing it to tear. My bare flesh is exposed to his gaze. His eyes are burning bright and I swear I can see the gears turning in his head.

“How about, we play a game,” he says in excitement.

“A game?”

“That is what I said, pet," he murmurs as he rubs his thumb over my exposed nipple.

“I’ll let you ask me... 3 questions. And I will answer them honestly. But you have to stay quiet." I gaze at him in confusion. That doesn’t seem so hard.

“Simple, right?” he says. He leans in close to me, running his tongue over my breast, and I shudder as sparks of pleasure ignite within me.

“Completely quiet, Iris," he murmurs.

“The only time you may make noise is when you’re asking the question,” he says.

“The first time you make noise, you lose.” I gaze into his purple irises, and notice that the blue is shining bright. He’s excited. Very excited. And aroused. I can feel his erection pressing against my core as I sit atop of him.

“Do we have a deal, pet?” he says, and to top it all off, he smiles. I nod my head, and no sooner do is my body being lifted through the air. I hear the crash of plates, as Remus somehow throws them all to the floor before my back touches the bare table.

His hands press on either side of my thighs, and he spreads them wide, causing me to sit up immediately in protest.

“Wait, Remus-” His gaze locks on me.

“No, pet. This is your first and last warning.” He jerks on my legs causing me to slide forwards and my back to hit the table again.

“No noise.”

I feel his tongue pressing in between my folds, and immediately, my back arches as pleasure that I’ve never experienced before explodes through me. I’m about to cry out, and then I remember the rules. So I hold my breath. Remus is relentless, his tongue doing all kinds of magic, and I can only sit here in silence.

“First question, pet,” he murmurs. I open my mouth to speak, at the very moment he dives back in.

“Why are YOU heeeeerrrree.” I literally moan through my words as Remus purposely manipulates my body. He stops, rising above me, and pulling my legs so that my lower body is hanging off the table. He places one arm on one side of my head, and I feel his fingers enter me.

“I am here, because I saw an opportunity for my people. A new world to add to the Leviathan empire. And I just so happen to watch the species inhabiting it before I made my move, and I decided there is no room for you in my empire," he growls. I open my mouth to say something rude, but he roughly begins moving his fingers in and out of me. I have to bite my lip to keep from making noise.

“You’re doing surprisingly well," he laughs. I open my eyes just in time to see him withdraw his fingers, and place them in his mouth, He keeps his fiery gaze on me, the whole time.

“Let’s see how far you get," he growls as he moves over me.

He’s gazing into my eyes, and I can feel his penis poised at my entrance. He pushes inside of me maddeningly slow, and I open my mouth to groan, but settle for a gasp. No noise. No noise. No noise. Remus pulls out of me slowly and thrusts back in roughly. I immediately pull my hands over my mouth and bite my tongue.

“Second question, pet," he says breathily over me.

“Why are you so different from your race.” I spill the words out quickly, so that I don’t moan and groan in between. He stops his thrusts, and I feel his hands snake up my body. He leans in, licking my throat, causing a shudder to roll through me.

“How about, I answer that one later," he says. Before I can complain, his lips latch onto my throat, and my body is hauled up. He’s back in the seat and I’m on his lap, and he’s still inside of me as his thrusts begin again.

I can’t hold back as he fucks me. I scream. I can’t help it. I can’t hold it. I have to hold onto his shoulders to steady myself, and he won’t even give me a break or slow down. His fingers thread through my hair as he roughly jerks my head back, exposing my neck. His tongue lightly runs over it and I feel the light scrape of his teeth, I think he’s going to bite me, but he doesn’t. He only kisses it. Gently. Which is a stark contrast to what he’s doing below.

His hands move around my waist, holding me steady as he gives three hard thrusts, and my body explodes. My inner walls clamp down on him hard, and I feel myself pulsating. I close my eyes, unable to focus on anything, and let the feeling of ecstasy wash over me.

I feel Remus shudder underneath me, and he gives a hard thrust, before I feel the warm liquid filling me up from the inside. It draws my climax out even more. My body is so weak, I fall forward on Remus, laying against his chest. His hair is lightly tickling my face as I lay in the crook of his neck.

I’m weak, and shaking, and Remus hasn’t even broken a sweat. His body is warm like always, and there is a light sheen across his chest, but that’s it.

“I guess your limit is two,” he chuckles.

I sit on the edge of the bed as Remus exits the bathroom. He’s naked once again. My eyes drift over his body in fascination.

“Enjoying the view?” I tense and look away immediately. After a few minutes, he comes back over to me. My blood runs cold when I see what he has in his hands. It’s the pink liquid. He hands it to me and watches me expectantly. I slowly bring it to my lips, drinking it down.

“My race, is a powerful group of people. We’ve been around for a long long time. Our race was based on predation. Domination. Conquering. Though we’ve always been a race that works for each other, and never against.” I stop my sipping as Remus speaks to me.

“That is, until the time of great sorrow. My mother came from a world unknown. She always was. She is one of the elders. The leaders of the galaxy. She’s been a part of the Leviathan history since it was written. She lived for many eons among our people, guiding them, taking care of them. But when the people turned on her, they sealed her away in the center of the planet. Because they wanted to rule themselves. They wanted more power and greed. And it was their downfall.”

I sit silently listening to Remus as he tells me how he came to be. I may very well be the only human being to ever hear or ever have heard this story. Of how the most powerful being in the world came to exist.

“They were all but lost without her, and almost died out. And when they came back to apologize and have her revive them, she was gone. Gone from this plane. She returned to her own world, with one Leviathan in particular. My father. He helped her to escape her prison because he loved her and she took him with her. To her world. Which is where I was born.”

“I have my mother's traits. The eyes. The hair. The abilities. And so do my siblings, which is a symbol of our divinity. And which is why our people worship us. Because we are the spitting image of our mother. The one who saved them, and took care of them.” I stare at him with wide eyes, completely shocked trying to wrap my mind around what he’s telling me. He steps closer to me, and kneels down in front of me taking a hold of my hand.

“So you see, my pet. I am different from the Leviathan because I am not Leviathan.” His gaze is down as he places something in my hand.

“I am only half. And for my fathers sake, and my mothers love, I lead this race to salvation for my father, and I conquer life for my mother.” His gaze moves up to mine, and I can’t help but see him in a whole new light as I gaze into those celestial eyes. There’s no telling what he’s seen.

“Because that is the purpose for which I was created," he says. He gets up slowly and walks away from me, and I can’t help but stare at him. The white hair that his mother, a whole otherworldly thing gave him. I slowly lower my gaze to look at what he placed in my hand. I let out a soft gasp, and tears fill my eyes.

It’s my locket.