Pet - Chapter 13 (Patreon)

I've never lusted after Remus like this before. My whole body is on fire. It's as if I crave his very touch. And it doesn't help that the room is dimmed, or the fact that he only places his hands on my thigh. He knows what I want. I can see the charm and excitement in his gaze. Yet, he's torturing me for some reason.

At the very back of my mind, I know that I hate him. But the longer I sit on his lap, the longer this drug in the air takes effect, I'm forgetting that I ever even resented him. He places featherlight kisses on my throat, causing me to moan, urging him to continue. He chuckles underneath me.

"Maybe I should have tested this on you sooner," he says. I don't even care. I don't have a response for him. I just want him. All of him. I can barely even register the fact that we're still in public. I force myself to look around, and it doesn't shock me to see other slaves all over their masters. Some even fucking. For some reason, it doesn't bother me.

"Do you want me, Iris?" he whispers in my ear.

"Yes," I whisper without hesitation. He spins me around so that I'm straddling him, placing his hands on my ass to steady me. I can see the bright purple in his gaze, and it's never looked sexier to me. All I can think about his Remus. How bad I want him.

His hands travel up, playing with the beading of my bra.

"Right now?" he asks. I nod my head vigorously. A smile spreads across his face, and it's beautiful.

"Even in front of all these people," he adds. That doesn't deter my mood at all. I reach down wrapping my arms around his neck and place my forehead against his.

"Please, Remus. I want you," I whisper. He reaches up, pushing my hair out of my face.

"I know you do, pet," he stretches up, placing a kiss on my jaw, and licks a trail down to my collarbone. I shudder in pleasure and can feel myself getting wetter and wetter by the second. His hand travels down the front of my body until I feel his fingers right at the waistband of my panties. He reaches in, and I arch my back in pleasure as he pushes a finger deep inside of me. I let out a moan, not caring who is watching.

"So, responsive," he says. I smile at the praise. Right now, all I want is to please Remus. He laces his fingers through my hair, forcing me to look him in the eyes. He's studying me. He won't touch me anymore though. And it's driving me crazy,

"Please," I murmur, writhing on top of him. He smiles in amusement.

"If only you could see yourself now. How resentful you would be." He gets up, picks me up with him. I can see him giving orders to someone, but I just want him to keep talking to me, anything to keep his attention on me. I begin grabbing at his clothes, trying to keep his attention.

"Stop it, Iris," he snaps at me. But I'm not listening. I just want him naked. I yank roughly on his shirt. He looks at me in anger, and if I were in my right mind, I just may have been afraid. But I'm not. And, I only smile, trying to kiss him, clawing at his clothes.

I can feel anger beginning to course through my system. I just want him naked. I begin roughly yanking at his clothes.

"Just fuck me," I hiss. His eyes visibly darken, and immense pain rips through my body, snapping me completely out of my lust-filled daze. I feel the ground under my back, as Remus drops me, and a pained scream fills the air. I hear people around me, but Remus just stands and watches me suffer from the pain that he is inflicting on me.

I feel his fingers on my temple, and the room goes dark.

Remus

I stand before the elite of the Leviathan society, irritation in my veins. They all sit quietly, waiting for me to speak. I can see the fear in their eyes. Smell it coming off of them. It's my favorite scent in existence, other than the pleasant smell of arousal that Iris gives off. My gaze drifts over to her. She's sound asleep atop the medical table, her chest rising and falling steadily. I meant to bring her to this meeting conscious so that they could see the effects themselves, but she was beginning to get out of hand.

I didn't want to test the drug on her, but for the elite to back me and my plan for the Earth, they had to have proof that I am fully on board and committed. The only reason I work with these members of society is to please my father. Otherwise, their permission would be meaningless to me. But without their approval, the entire planet would fear me if I just forced it upon them, so I have to go through them.

"So, the drugs work?" the first member finally speaks. I look his way and don't miss the slight flinch of the man.

"Yes. It does its base job. Forces arousal from the recipient. The drug doesn't affect the Leviathan race in any way," I say.

"And, the negative side effects?"

"The recipient doesn't listen. Obedience flies out the window, and violence when not sated," I say. I had to catch myself when Iris jerked so roughly on my shirt, I almost broke her fingers in retaliation. The drug was designed to raise hormone levels and induce the need to mate regardless of the feelings between subjects. It's only experimental at the moment, but when I get the approval of the elite, production will start and it will become a mass drug which is exactly what I need.

After all, once Earth is gone, the humans in captivity will be endangered. They'll need to reproduce to prevent themselves from dying out.

Iris

I don't know where Remus is taking me, but at this point, I don't even care. I just want this all to be over. I want him to stop torturing me, and having mood swings. I want him to stop testing me and trying to prove his point that all humans are selfish. I look over to Remus, and he's not paying attention to me at all. He's messing with something on that screen he's always looking at. Too bad I didn't have Jude's brain. Then, I could at least see what it is he's working on.

"Remus?" I say. He doesn't miss a beat.

"Yes?" I immediately look down at my hands, my nerves getting the best of me.

"Why do you hate us so much. Why do you hate humans?" I ask. Silence fills the air. I tense as I feel his fingers under my chin, guiding my gaze to meet his. His gaze is so mesmerizing and so beautiful, I can't look away.

"Do you know what I hate more than humans? Betrayal. And when I discovered this planet, I discovered that the very reason behind your current state is your betrayal. All the way back to the first man and woman on this planet. It all started with a betrayal.

You kill without conscience, murder innocents. Your own kind. And don't try to compare what your people do to what I do. These are not my people. This is not my race. Your people fought and fought and fought. Your people hated one another for something as basic as physical attributes. Something that should have set each of you apart, to enjoy about one another, you chose to mark it as a flaw. A reason one race is different from the other is reason enough to enslave them."

"You act like all of us are like that. Not all of us are like that. And we all don't deserve to suffer and die at the hands of beings that we could never even come close to defeating," I say. He smiles.

"That is not my problem, my dear Iris. That is your problem. I've seen my fair share of damage that you do. And all you do is destroy. There is no room for you in the Leviathan empire," he says. I narrow my eyes at him. He always says that.

"So, what? You're just going to wipe us out because we don't fit?" He looks out the window at the world as it passes by.

"Yes."

My heart stutters a beat, and I suddenly feel hot. My ears are ringing and I blink rapidly, trying to comprehend what he just said.

"What?" I whisper. He looks at me.

"What did you think I was doing here, Iris? Vacationing?" He stares at me as if I'm the silly one.

"This planet is of no use to me. Your people however are. Once we find and crush the pathetic group of fools that call themselves the rebellion, Earth will be ours and its inhabitants will be nothing but a former society in our textbooks," he says nonchalantly.

"What are you even saying?" I mutter. He looks irritated now and turns looking at me full-on, letting out an irritated sigh.

"Iris. Your planet. Will be another set of slaves to the Leviathan empire. Our empire stretches across eight galaxies. And there is always a demand for slaves. Even for those that are our allies. They could put your planet of people to good use. This planet will be the breeding ground for a new breed of slaves. Humanoid beings will serve at the pleasure and pain of others, in whatever way they deem necessary. Might you have been strong, we would have considered adding you as our allies and you would have had slaves of your own. But you are all weak. And selfish. So, as I said before, there is no room for you in our empire."

"Are you even killable?" I ask. This catches his attention. He looks at me with a curious expression, as if he's debating on telling me.

"Yes. All living things have a time, Iris," he says as if he's talking to a child.

"Then, why don't our weapons work against you?" I ask. He seems to be in a decent mood, so maybe I can get some information out of him.

"Because your weapons were made to destroy man. And everything that is of Earth. But we, my sweet pet, are not of Earth. Our life span is more biological than destructive. Our bodies are made differently than yours. And, quite honestly, with the way the Earth is going now, I don't think you'll ever figure out how to kill the Leviathan," he brags. I think about what it is that he's saying, then I realize something.

"You're different from them," I say.

"So, you can't be killed the same way as them... can you?" I ask. He smiles.

"What a perceptive little pet you are." I want to ask him so badly how he can be killed, but he may become suspicious if he isn't already.

"You're not plotting to kill me are you, pet?" he asks. I look up, trying to calm my suddenly racing heart. He's watching me closely. Studying me. Suddenly, it's as if the temperature of the room drops. His tone becomes serious.

"I will tell you this, Iris. You can harm me with the same weapons you can harm a regular Leviathan, but none of those weapons will be enough to kill me. So, if you are planning something, I suggest you find my weakness before you try risking your already fragile life."

I'm vibrating in anger by the time he finishes his damn speech. When I look up, he's smiling at me.

"Oh? Did I light a fire in my little pet? I haven't seen this much anger from you since I first plucked you from those ruins you called home," he laughs. And that's all it takes for my restraint to break. I let out a scream, charging at him across the area we're sitting in.

"You can't just take us and make us your slaves!" I screech. I'm throwing my arms trying to hit him, but in my rage, I completely forgot about who exactly it is that I'm attacking. And that's something you can't do. Remus grabs ahold of my arms, easily. But instead of anger, I see excitement.

"You know why I chose you, Iris. You have the strongest will I've ever seen. A will that shines bright among your people. You may have been a great leader in another life, but in this one, you belong to me." His eyes darken, and his grip tightens.

"And, once I break that will completely until you are nothing but a broken slave begging me for mercy, will you truly be mine." He leans in as if sniffing me. He presses his lips against my throat, and I scream in anger.

"I just hope I don't kill you before then," he chuckles. "Do you remember when we spoke about my diet, Iris? he murmurs. I nod my head, and his gaze catches mine.

"Remember, I said it consists of your essence, your blood, and what else?" I gaze at him in confusion, and the last one hits me like a freight train.

"Flesh," I whisper. I feel sick to my stomach as I think about it. Remus has always only taken my essence, and my blood on a few occasions, but never has he eaten my... flesh. I shudder just to think about it. I stare at his pale face, and his strange colored hair as an uneasiness washes over me. He smiles mischievously, placing a soft kiss on my shoulder.

"I have been dying to see how you taste, Iris," he growls. I close my eyes and shudder when I feel his teeth scraping against my flesh lightly.

"Don't push me."

* * * * *

I stumble forward as Remus jerks roughly on my chain. I'm assuming the place that we're at is another meeting spot. Remus has a lot of those lately. I look around in resentment as I see so many slaves. Some with inhibitors, some without. All of them are here against their will.

Is this to be our lives for the rest of existence? What if Remus grows tired of trying to break me, and places me under an inhibitor. I would kill myself before I let him make me into a mindless zombie. He walks me into a room, turning me to face him as he takes my chains off. My eyes widen and joy fills me as I notice Jude from across the room. He's sitting by the window with his head down.

I haven't seen him since the arena match. When he almost died because I wasn't strong enough. I feel the chains drop from around my arms, and move towards Jude, needing to touch him or even speak to him. I completely forget about Remus standing in front of me. I take a step away, and feel a hand roughly around my arm, jerking me back.

I look up at Remus, but he isn't looking at me. His gaze is zeroed in on Jude. His grip tightens, and I flinch.

"You had better calm yourself, Iris before you get that boy killed. The only reason he is still alive is that I respect his master. Understand?" he growls at me. I slowly nod, trying to say and do anything he wants. The sooner he leaves, the sooner I can speak with Jude. He keeps my gaze, even when a man comes in calling to him.

He snaps at the man in his language, and lets go of me.

"Don't push me," he growls. I watch as he exits the other room, all the other slaves are staring at me in shock and fear. I wait a minute before I take off across the room, to Jude.

"Jude!" I shout when I reach him. He keeps his head down, not looking at me.

"Jude?" I whisper. I reach out to place my hand on his back, lightly tapping him. He immediately tenses and looks up, a wild look in his eyes. I jump back, feeling a tinge of fear.

"Jude, it's me," I say trying to calm him down. His eyes slowly come back into focus, and he looks me up and down. His eyes widen as he stares at me, and finally, he comes back to me.

"Iris?" he whispers. I let out a sigh of relief, feeling tears brim my eyes. I don't stop myself, I wrap my arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"I'm so sorry... I almost got you killed." I cry over him. I feel him slowly relax in my arms, laying his head against my chest. He lets out a soft laugh.

"Yeah, you almost did didn't you," he jokes. I can't help but smile. But I hug him tighter. Not caring about the consequences. The last time I saw him, I was fighting for his life. His fragile life. I pull away from him, taking a seat next to him. When I look at him, he's smiling at me.

"You know, you were pretty amazing in that arena, Iris. I've never seen anything like it," he says. I feel my smile slowly dropping as I recall the horrible things that I did. The people I murdered. And Leah.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asks.

"I killed them. My own kind," I say.

"Iris. Don't do that to yourself. You did what you had to do to survive. Don't ever feel bad or apologize for that. They were going to kill you the moment they set foot in that arena. I've seen it done a million times before," he says.

"What even is that place?" I ask. He looks away, and I see anger clouding his eyes.

"They put us in there to slaughter each other. To prove that we're worthy of the masters that own us. The people that come out are no longer human. They fight because they know that our death will result in their freedom." Jude looks up at me, his piercing green graze capturing my attention.

"I've been in your position countless times. Except I was fighting for my own life. Not anyone else's and I certainly didn't have to go up against those four at the same time." He looks out the window.

"I've killed, Iris. I've killed in that arena. Because I didn't want to die. I killed because I had to," he says.

"So, don't you ever apologize for protecting yourself," he says to me. I nod my head, looking down at my hands.

"You almost died," I say. He shrugs.

"Zaya would never have let that happen. She was against the whole plan from the start," he says. He looks at me.

"There was never a chance for you to win. It was an unfair fight from the beginning. Going up against four of the strongest in the arena," he lets out a bitter laugh.

"Zaya and Remus respect each other. He knew what he was doing. He was testing you out and showing you off. But he knew that Zaya would never let me die. Remus wanted to bait you into fighting because unlike the rest of us, you need a reason," he says bitterly. So that explains why she jumped in at the last second. And why Remus wasn't bothered in the least about it.

"If it were the other way around, Remus wouldn't have let you die. It's their primal and most basic instinct." His green eyes meet mine.

"To protect what belongs to them."

I immediately launch into everything that Remus told me on the way here. I watch Jude's reaction, and I can see the gears in his head turning as he tries to think of a way around it.

"So, Remus is virtually unkillable is what you're telling me."

I nod my head.

"That doesn't mean he can't be hurt. He did say that the weapons that the Leviathan have can harm him, but can't kill him," I add. Jude nods his head.

"What are you thinking?" I ask unable to take the silence.

"I don't know, Iris. I'll have to relay this message to the resistance, but it's all on them what happens after that," he says. I nod my head, and lean against Jude's shoulder enjoying the warmth he gives off. Remus' body heat is hot. Like burning up. But Jude's body heat is warm. Warm and comforting. And, I've never felt a touch like it before.

"How are we going to pull this off, Jude? Can we even beat them?" I ask. I feel his head as he leans it against mine.

"I don't know, Iris."

"He's going to wipe us out. He's going to destroy us until all that's left are the slaves that are in captivity. We'll be an endangered species, Jude. An entire planet. Gone just like that because we don't fit into his empire. That's what he said," I say.

"He resents us so much, Jude."

Jude lets out a small laugh.

"So, we're on a time clock then. I'm pretty sure with each meeting they get closer and closer to finding what's left of the resistance," Jude says. I nod my head.

"Remus said that once they destroy it, that will be the end of us. They want no resistance on this planet. They want it to be a breeding ground for slaves for their empire," I say. I feel tears streaking down my face. I hadn't even realized that I was crying.

Jude turns to me, leaning down so that he is eye level with me. He gives me a soft smile.

"Hey. Don't cry, Iris. We'll find a way. We're going to kick these bastards off of our planet." He smiles at me. I immediately smile back. His smile is so comforting and warm. I can't help but get a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach, as I gaze at him. His smile slowly drops as he stares at me, and so do his eyes. They drop to my lips, and out of habit, I immediately lick them. His pupils dilate slightly, and suddenly I'm aware of how close he is to me. The heat that he's giving off.

His eyes drop, and he leans in close to me, I feel my heart skip a beat as he presses his lips to mine.

*****

What is this warm and fuzzy feeling that I'm having? I've never felt this way before. It's like my stomach is doing constant flips. Each time I think about Jude kissing me, I get excited, my entire face burning. I had never really focused on my feelings for Jude. I've been so busy surviving, and fighting for my life, I hadn't realized how much I like him.

I'm so caught up in my thoughts about Jude, I don't even pay attention to Remus and I smash right into him. I stumble backward, but instead of falling, Remus latches onto my arms steadying me. I look up in shock, and his gaze is terrifying. He knows something. I don't know what it is that he knows, but he knows something.

"Iris. Do you care to tell me why you're not paying attention?" he snaps at me. I immediately lower my gaze.

"I'm sorry," I mumble. Ten minutes after Jude and I kissed, their meeting was over. Remus was in a sour mood the moment he came to get me, jerking me around roughly by my chains, and not speaking to me. Even when we arrived home, he was still being abnormally grouchy.

"Didn't I tell you not to get too close to that male," he growls. My heart explodes, and my knees immediately begin to shake. He knows. Oh, God, he knows. He steps closer to me and takes a sniff. I notice his pupil is vigorously dilating, threatening to blackout his entire eye.

"You reek of that male," he hisses. He jerks me up the hallway, towards the bathroom, and I almost pass out in relief. He doesn't know. He just smells Jude on me, but that happens every time we're together.

One of the slaves is already in the bathroom, the steam engulfing me as we step in. She takes a step towards me, reaching for my clothes. I try and jump back, and open my mouth to snap at her when Remus roughly snatches my hair.

"Let her clean you," he growls.

After I bathe and am dressed by the servant, she walks me to the bedroom where Remus is. He's looking at the ceiling when I walk in.

"Come?" he says. I slowly make my way towards the bed, not sure of what to make of his mood. He motions for me to lay next to him, so I do laying my head gently on his chest. He doesn't speak, only stares at the ceiling. I turn my ear slightly and can hear the rapid erratic beat of his heart. It's the strangest rhythm I've ever heard.

"Did you know that my siblings and I are the only ones of our kind?" he says out of nowhere.

"I guess you can say that we are an endangered species," he laughs bitterly to himself.

"My brother is missing. The last time he checked in was two weeks ago. No one knows where he is, or where he was last seen," he says. I can sense the sorrow in his voice. It's so strange coming from Remus of all people. Worry for another being.

"My sister is the only one of us that can be killed at the moment. She's vulnerable. Which is why I made her stay at Leviathar. But now, she is wanting to come to Earth. To search for him." He lets out a deep sigh.

"If I lost them, I don't know what I'll do." I feel his fingers pushing the curls away from my face, and the sound of him moving as he tilts his body.

"You're abnormally quiet tonight, Iris. I thought you'd jump at the chance to find out more about my weaknesses," he teases. But there's something off about it.

"I..." I trail off not knowing what to say. He laughs to himself.

"Iris, I know you. I know everything there is to know about you." He shifts so that he is straddling me, holding himself up by his arms. His hair is falling over us, like a curtain, and even in the dimly lit room, I can make out the vivid color of his eyes perfectly. I can't help but shiver in fear.

"I know that something is different with you. Ever since I dropped you off in that room." He leans in, placing his nose against my throat.

"I can smell your fear, Iris," he says. I shiver as a deep growl emits from his chest. I haven't heard that noise since I tried to escape. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to calm myself down.

"Is there something you are keeping from me, pet?" he asks. I shake my head, just wanting him to stop. But he won't. It's his nature. He's the predator and I'm the prey. And he loves to play with his prey.

"Oh, I know. It's that male isn't it." My heart comes to a screeching halt. I can feel Remus' smile. It's terrifying.

"Ah. It is. I don't think Zaya would take kindly to this development?" he growls. I feel his hand snake up my body, and latch around my throat. His eyes are burning with rage, and he glares me down. My air supply is slowly dissipating.

"And neither will I, Iris." His grip tightens, and I immediately begin to struggle.

"You don't think I know my own pet, Iris? You don't think I noticed your smiles and the scent coming from you?"

"I know everything about you from your emotions to the very moment your blood levels rise." He lets go of my throat, and I immediately sputter and cough, trying to suck in as much air as I can.

"I know he put his mouth on what's mine." My heart stops.

"Please, Remus-" I'm cut off, as my body is sent flying across the room, crashing into the nearest wall. I cry out in pain, and I swear I hear something pop. But Remus is on me before I can let a tear fall. He grabs a hold of my shirt, picking me up and slamming me into the wall.

"The last thing, you need to do, is beg me," he growls I've never heard his voice sound so terrifying before. I cry. I don't even beg. I just cry, letting my moans of pain and fear leave my lips. Because I am terrified.

"You are the dumbest human I have ever encountered. And, if that filth didn't belong to Zaya, I'd kill him," he growls. He slams my body into the floor. I feel his fingers threading through my hair, and he's dragging me out of the room. I scream in pain, as he drags me through the house, and my cries and begging is even more desperate as I realize the direction of our walk.

The glass.

I hear the sound of gears whirring, and see the glass slowly slide, so that the wall is open, and there is nothing separating us from the outside world. I'm screaming as hard as I can. My body is lifted off the floor, and Remus latches his hand around my throat, stopping my screams immediately. He walks towards the open wall, and picks me up by my neck, dangling me out over the city that is over a 300-foot drop to the ground below. My arms reach out, holding onto his arm for my life.

I don't know if I want him to drop me, or if I want him to pull me into where he will be. I gaze at him through tear-streaked vision, unable to do anything, but gasp for breath. He's watching me with such malice and hatred. Not an ounce of compassion.

"Do you know who you are, Iris? You are my fucking slave. My pet. Mine! To do what I please with. Do you understand? So, if I want to kill you right now, that is my decision. Because everything that you are, your thoughts, your emotions, your fucking body belongs to me," he growls. The howling wind is blowing wildly around me, but I can hear him clear as day.

Just when I think he's going to drop me, he throws my body back into the apartment the loud crack of my body hitting the marble sounding throughout the living room. I groan in pain, unable to do anything else. But Remus is on me, his hands are tearing at my clothes. I'm naked, and shivering from fear, trying to crawl away, but my body is bombarded with pain with each movement. I feel Remus' hand around my ankle, yanking me underneath him. As I look up at his face, my breathing hitches in my throat. My whole body runs cold, and any instinct I had to fight flies out the window. I'm literally paralyzed in fear.

His eyes are pitch black. Any color is gone.

His hand roughly wraps around my throat, and without warning, I feel him enter me roughly. I scream in pain, not expecting that in the least.

"You belong to me," he growls. He sounds inhuman. His other hand grabs both of my wrists, pinning them above my head.

"Please!" I scream. But he doesn't stop. He doesn't let up. If anything, he gets rougher. I'm crying, wishing for something, anything besides this. Remus runs his thumb over my jaw and leans into my ear, his inhuman growl in my ear.

"You are mine, Iris. And I will beat that understanding into the very cells of your bones until you understand that."