Chapter 4

Okay, so he was dressed head to toes in something that looked like a brown tunic. His hair was combed carefully, but the rebellious strands were still making a bit of a ruckus.

“I suggest wearing a cap, master Rio?”

“If it’s the same as the rest, I say pass. I’m going to look like a monk.”

Kyle remained silent.

“Don’t tell me I still look fuckable in this?” Riordan stretched his arms.

“By master Xana’s standards, you still look fuckable, master Rio,” the bot replied.

“Wow.” Riordan smiled. “If I put on that ugly ass cap, will I still look fuckable for Xana?”

“Yes,” came the prompt reply.

“Damn.” He grimaced. “What would take then? To make me unfuckable?”

“I suppose, but it is only a speculation, that the only way to do so would be by ceasing to be alive.”

Riordan stared at the bot. “Kyle, you have such a fucked up sense of humor.” He shook his head.

“I had no intention to make a joke, master Rio.”

“Then you’re just funny by accident.”

“By accident? Unintentionally?”

“Exactly,” Riordan confirmed. “Now take me to Tasha, so we can get this rolling.”

The shopping district had been modeled to accommodate human bearers mostly, so Riordan didn’t feel out of place. If it weren’t for the young Xenos using the fountains to bathe and frolic happily, it would have looked like any other mall on Earth.

“Hey, bearers,” some young Xeno threw in their direction.

“Don’t look,” Tasha warned and quickened his pace.

“Okay,” Riordan agreed.

For him, it seemed pretty stupid to act like damsels in distress over some catcalls. But Kyle was there, together with Tasha’s bot, and the words of caution spoken earlier were fresh in his mind.

A young Xeno slithered his way, blocking their path. He was almost as tall as Xana, and his platinum hair fell in a cascade on his naked shoulders. Riordan stared. So the Xeno was as good as naked. The scales of his bottom half were a light green, a tad different from what he had seen in his own master. The youth’s eyes were black, and Riordan felt a chill running down his spine. Xana was warm. This young Xeno was cold. When he smiled, he looked like a hyena. He was still beautiful, but his ugly nature was seeping through his façade.

The Xeno seemed interested more in Tasha, though.

“Hiding your pretty hair again?” the Xeno whispered seductively.

He removed Tasha’s cap and grabbed the redhead by the nape, pulling him forward.

“Hey, pal,” Riordan intervened. “How about you see about whatever it is you guys like doing and let us be? We may be bearers but we’re taken.”

The young Xeno seemed taken aback by Riordan’s audacity. He narrowed his eyes while staring at Riordan thoughtfully. “Who are you?”

Tasha freed himself from the Xeno’s grip with some difficulty.

“Let’s go,” Tasha told Riordan and they began walking.

Riordan threw a look behind, only to see Kyle and the other bot blocking the Xeno’s path.

“Tasha, know this,” the Xeno yelled. “The day you’re let go, I’ll be inside you so deep that you won’t be able to live without my seth!”

“Who’s the creep?” Riordan questioned.

Tasha was white as paper. “Some Xeno that doesn’t let me be.”

“That’s why you wanted company?”

“In a way, yes. Two guarding bots are better than one.”

“Tell Marn. Have this idiot eat dirt.”

“That would be pretty difficult. Seeing that he’s Marn’s son.”

“What? I thought you were the one to give your guy an heir.”

“Well, I don’t know exactly what Marn is thinking, but he wants another child, besides Xer.”

“That the asshole’s name?”

“Yes. For some reason, he has it bad for me, and there’s nothing I can do about it. I told Marn, and he just replied that Xer is doing what his age dictates.”

“And by that, he means he has no issues with his son being a total dick.”

“Pretty much, yeah.”

“Tell me again how awesome your guy is.” Riordan grabbed his friend’s arm.

“He’s better than most.” Tasha looked away. “Look, Riordan, on Earth, I was a nobody, okay? Nobody gave a damn about me. Here, at least, I feel like I have a purpose.”

Riordan was about to reply, when he realized they were surrounded by a posse of young Xenos. He tried to look behind and call for the guarding bots, but he was grabbed by a strong tail.

“This one’s old,” he heard his captor complaining.

He drew a long breath and focused. The sudden hit to the stomach took the Xeno by surprise and he dropped Riordan to the ground. He used the breather to try to break free. On his hands and knees, he managed to break the enclosure.

“Kyle!” he yelled. “Call Xana now!”

His bot reacted. Riordan could tell the Xeno was looking at him, and by his body posture, the guy was surprised. He didn’t have time to ponder more, as he was grabbed by his legs and turned upside down, the long garments entangling his body and suffocating him. He could tell there were at least several tails wrapping around his legs, pulling them apart. Soon, one of them was tearing away what qualified as his underwear, and he was certain his ass was now barred to the bunch of perverts.

“His body is nice,” he heard one of his attackers commenting.

“I cannot wait to fill his belly,” another said.

“The redhead’s not bad either,” a third said.

“He belongs to Xer. Touch him, but don’t put your seth in him, or Xer is going to have your tail.”

Riordan struggled. He was not going to get banged by some horny Xeno teenagers. Using his core strength, he moved and reached blindly for anything he could punch. The posse was not that good at dodging, because he heard a grunt.

“I’m going to destroy him,” the one who got hit yelled.

“Destroy who, child?” Suddenly a deep low voice interrupted the ruckus. “I think that’s my bearer you are talking about.”

Xana, baby, good timing, Riordan thought and grunted as he was dropped to the ground again.

“I know who you are, boys,” Xana said. “This will reach your parents’ ears.”

Something between a hiss and a boo was the immediate reaction.

“We have full rights. We’re of age,” one replied.

“Ah,” Xana replied. “Rights come with obligations. If I find my bearer with as little as a scratch on his body, you will have to compensate. What is your most important estate?”

“I don’t have any,” the youth spat.

“So your parents will have to pay instead. Child, don’t make the mistake to aggravate me.”

“Who are you calling a child, Xana? You’re barely two years older than us!”

The sound of something heavy and hard cut through the air. Riordan watched with unhidden satisfaction as the youth grabbed his cheek.

“Counselor Xana Lei for you, child. I’ll see that you, young ones, won’t be allowed to mingle with bearers so much. It is obvious your base nature fogs your minds. One day, provided that you’re worthy, you will have your own bearers. Then you will understand my pain today. Be gone. Your parents will be notified.”

To Riordan’s surprise, the rambunctious group scurried away without another word. He got up from the ground with a groan. Xana was wearing a long black tunic. And he looked damn fine and sexy in it.

“Good to see you.” Riordan smiled at him, but his smile froze when he noticed the deep frown on Xana’s face.

“Order your bot to take you home this instant,” Xana said sharply. “Tasha, I notified Marn. Go to your house.”

Riordan was on the point of saying something, but Xana was already moving away, and he was only left to stare at the guy’s disappearing tail.

“Kyle, what do you think got into Xana?” he asked the bot as they entered the house.

“That is out of my expertise, master Rio,” the bot supplied an answer right away. “I cannot read the master’s mind.”

“Can you read anyone else’s mind then?”

“I can only pick certain intensities. Such as strong emotions.”

“Hmm, not bad then.” Riordan shrugged, trying to hide his own discomfort at the thought that Xana was, somehow, mad at him.

He almost cried wolf as he entered the vast bedroom. Xana was no longer wearing his black tunic and the tip of his tail was nervously hitting the ground. At least he thought that was a sign of nervousness. Kyle, the traitor, made himself scarce.

“So, hmm, thanks for having my back there,” Riordan mumbled.

“I had to leave important things to intervene.” Xana’s voice vibrated through the air.

“Well, you can get back to them,” Riordan said, with a small shrug. “I’m sure I’m not going to leave the house anytime soon.”

“Someone else touched you,” Xana cut his words short.

“Well, it’s not like I invited them to do that.” Riordan frowned.

The air was still. Riordan could hear his own breathing. Xana’s eyes burned and he should have been prepared, but grunted anyway as the guy’s strong tail circled his midsection and brought him forcefully close to its owner. He kept his head high as he stared at his master.

“I don’t take such things well,” Xana said slowly.

“Ah, well, it’s your world. If rape is that common, why are you surprised?”

The tip of the tail shut him up, instantly feeding him seth. He mumbled and tried to push the thing away, but the instant response was pooling heat in his groin, and his eyes were just rolling in his head. The pleasure took over, and his sounds of protests soon turned into moans.

“No one but me is allowed to see you like this,” Xana began speaking, his voice strained.

Riordan coughed as the tip finally withdrew and seth poured freely down his chin and chest.

“I know you’re almost always in the mood, but can you like give me some hint beforehand?” he asked as he brushed his hand over his mouth.

“No. I own you.”

“Bastard,” Riordan murmured and expected a flick of the tail over his mouth, or at least a verbal reprimand.

He was just pushed on the floor and stretched wide, his clothes ripped from his body, leaving him naked, exposed, and vulnerable. There was no point in denying the bastard. Xana was doing a good job at pouring that slimy lubricant everyone loved so dearly down his ass crack.

“What did they say to you?” Xana hovered over him, his hands on Riordan’s chest, pinching his nipples to the point of pain.

“Nothing much. Only that they were going to rape my ass. Of course, not in these words,” he replied, talking with difficulty, as the hot appendix he now knew to be Xana’s sexual organ impaled him in one go, making his breath hitch in his chest.

“Their exact words, Riordan,” Xana demanded.

“Are you deaf? I don’t know. Something about filling my belly. You know, your usual Xeno perversions,” Riordan moaned and grunted and hissed out the words.

“I see.” Xana smiled and this time, he looked vengeful and strange.

He felt himself flooded. A sensation of bliss was growing inside him, as Xana moved in short bursts, hitting something there, deep down, over and over again. He could feel his lower abdomen expanding. It was so much, so fast. It was like he could not keep anything in, yet, he could feel it.

“Xana,” he called feebly, trying to ignore the strange, feel-good sensation, stretching, engulfing him, almost suffocating. “Too much,” he complained.

“No. I am the only one to fill you up.”

“You know you are. Do you really need to make me burst to prove that?”

Xana withdrew as quickly as he attacked him. Riordan moaned at the loss. His own cock was rod stiff and neglected. He rolled on one side and touched his lower belly.

A small horrified sound was all he could muster. The bot wheeled into the room, probably called telepathically by Xana.

His owner grabbed him and made him stay upright. There was confusion written all over him, yet Xana didn’t seem to care. It took Riordan a little while to realize what was going on.

Xana embraced him from behind and cradled his belly in his hands, towering over him. He could not do a damn thing, his legs wobbly and his throat parched. When the screen flicked, Riordan closed his eyes.

“Just to be clear, young men,” Xana said slowly. “This bearer belongs to me. I am the only one allowed to touch him. And, if any of you touches a hair on his head, I will use all my power and my influence to destroy you.”

There were some murmurs from the other side of the screen. Riordan kept his eyes shut.

“I will need a confirmation,” Xana’s grave voice.

“Counselor Lei, we can assure you that our sons will learn to behave from here on out,” a voice replied. “Congratulations on finding a bearer to your liking. Be it that his womb will carry your egg and deliver your heir without any problems,” the same guy continued.

“Thank you. I will, however, bring to everyone’s attention at the next congress that our youths need more control. Their rights to frequent the shopping district for bearers is suspended for now.”

“Don’t you think that’s a bit rash, Counselor?” the voice now expressed consternation. “They need to be used to bearers and their physical appearance.”

“There are plenty of brothels where they can enjoy the company of humans,” Xana cut the other short. “Bearers are precious and I should not feel forced to repeat this. All these young men want is to engage in sexual acts for gratification only. Bearers have the noble mission of carrying our eggs. Don’t belittle them. I do trust that even if you already have an heir, lord Eria, you do understand the gravity of the situation. Your son,” he emphasized the words, “should learn proper decorum.”

“You know there’s an instigator,” the other Xeno protested.

“I know everything. The Head Chancellor will be promptly informed about his son’s shenanigans.”

The connection was cut. Riordan was still feeling like standing up without Xana’s help would have been a trial of strength. But he opened his eyes.

“What the fuck, Xana? You show my naked ass to that bunch of perverts on your own accord?”

“I never showed them your ass. I showed them your filled belly.”

“That’s worse,” Riordan commented. “What are you going to do next time? Invite them to rape my sorry ass?”

“They have been properly warned. They won’t try a thing like this again.”

“Not them, but others will. There will always be others, right? Plus, it’s a big ass planet. I suppose there are many other Xenos.”

“Yes, they are. But I am powerful here, on this planet. My word is law.”

“Whatever, I’m not leaving the house until I deliver your frigging egg. Then I expect you to pack me up and send me back to Earth.”

The hands keeping his belly tensed, making him wince.

“You are not to return to Earth,” Xana said sternly.

“Yeah, I’m addicted to your filthy slime. Kyle told me.”

“Who’s Kyle?” Xana asked, his voice growing colder.

“The bot. My guardian angel,” Riordan spat. “I had to call him somehow.”

“Him?”

“Yeah. He has more consideration for my wellbeing than you and your fellow Xenos combined. He’s pretty much human like that.”

“It’s programed like that.” Xana relaxed and chuckled softly. “If I program it to give you a good spanking every day, same hour, you’ll change your mind about its humanity.”

“I bet he’d be apologetic about it. And I’d still know you’re the asshole that gave the order.”

“You’re such an out of the ordinary human, Riordan.” Xana laughed.

“Do you still need me present, master Xana? Master Rio went through a lot today. I advise rest,” the bot suddenly began talking.

Xana seemed a bit taken aback. Despite having a belly on the point of bursting, Riordan didn’t miss the opportunity to pull his owner’s leg a little.

“See? Kyle is my homeboy,” he said cheerfully.