that I had tried but they…”
“They what?” I said.
“They knew that Esther was going to die, and they were devastated. They couldn’t even look at me. I’d failed them and I’d failed my sister. She died two weeks later. She died because of me. Six months after she died, I ran away from home. My parents were barely talking to me, they were consumed by grief, and every time they looked at me, they didn’t see their daughter anymore. They saw the person who had killed their child.”
“Sadora, no.” I cupped her face and made her look up at me. “You did not kill your sister. The Draax rejected you because you were too young. No Draax would ever sleep with a female so young. There was nothing you could do.”
“I could have tried harder,” she said. “I could have tried to look and act older. I could have tried not to be so afraid.”
“No,” I said. “Ellis, what happened is not your fault. Your parents should never have asked you to do this.”
“Esther was dying. They were desperate, and I don’t blame them for -”
“No,” I repeated. “Do not make excuses for your parents, my sadora. What they did was despicable and wrong and to use you in such a manner to save your sister is beyond comprehension. They should never have put this burden on you. Your mother could have easily bargained herself to the Draax, but she chose not to. She chose to send her child in her place.”
She stared at me, the shock in her gaze made it evident she’d never thought of that. “I don’t… why didn’t she do that?”
“I do not know,” I said.
“All this time,” she whispered, “I believed it was my fault because I was ugly. I believed I killed Esther because I wasn’t pretty enough or smart enough to trick the Draax into being attracted to me.”
I kissed her cold lips and said, “You were only a child yourself and too young for what they asked of you. Your parents were supposed to protect you, not trade your body and your innocence for a cure for your sister. Esther’s death was not your fault, Ellis.”
She stared blankly at me before bursting into loud sobs. Her thin body shook, and I cradled her to my chest, kissing the top of her head and murmuring soft words of comfort as she buried her face in my neck and cried.
* * *
Galan
I woke to the feel of Ellis’s soft lips kissing a path across my chest. I reached down to smooth her hair back from her face. “Sadora, what are you doing?”
The pet name Draax gave their mates had just slipped out. I blamed it on only being half-awake.
“You were so sweet to me earlier,” Ellis said. “I want to be sweet to you now.”
She licked my flat nipple and I groaned, my hand cupping the back of her head. “You do not have to do this. It is late and I know your evening was difficult and -”
“Galan?” She kissed my sternum and moved lower down the bed. Her bed was too small for the two of us and she was mostly lying on top of me, her perfect tits rubbing against my stomach, her thighs spread around one of mine.
“Yes, sadora?”
“Shut up and let me suck your dick.”
I laughed and she grinned up at me. Krono, she was so beautiful.
I arched when her stiff nipple brushed against the head of my cock. She wiggled down and kneeled between my open thighs, her soft hands stroking my inner thighs and her mouth hovering over my aching dick.
“Your cock is so beautiful.” Her warm breath was both torture and pleasure on my cock.
“Ellis, please,” I said. Begging wasn’t something I normally did in bed, but the little female’s mouth was so close to my cock and I couldn’t stop thinking about how good it felt the last time she’d sucked me.
“Do you want my mouth, Galan?”
“Yes, sadora,” I said. “So much.”
A smile crossed her face and I cried out, my hands gripping the sheets in ecstasy when her wet mouth slid over my cock and she sucked in a hard rhythm. Krono, she was so good at that.
I pulled her hair away from her face in a loose ponytail. Her hair was like silk against my palms and I watched as she sucked at my cock. She cupped my balls and tugged gently, swallowing quickly when precum spurted from my dick in response.
“God, I