Recipe, whispered a little voice in Penny’s head and a hysterical giggle rose in her throat like a bubble. She swallowed it down hurriedly, aware that letting it out could mean her death.
Get hold of yourself, girl!
“How can you be embarrassed about your role in promoting the Glorious Cause?” the Glorious Leader demanded. “There is nothing wrong or immoral in what we do here! This is a holy breeding, you are asking your Forever Mate to perform on you! Do all of you understand that?” he asked, raising his voice and addressing the other brides.
“Yes, Glorious Leader! Oh, yes.” They were all nodding and staring at him with wide-eyed devotion—it was enough to make Penny sick to her stomach.
Her revulsion must have showed on her face because V’rex gave her a little shake. When she looked up at him, he had a stern look on his dark, sharp features and his pale gold eyes were filled with warning.
“Do it right,” he growled, so softly only Penny could hear him. “Unless you want to end up in deep shit.”
Penny looked at him in surprise and then narrowed her eyes.
“Are you threatening me?” she breathed, keeping her voice down too.
“No—warning you. This is no laughing matter, little girl.”
“I’m not—” Penny began but then the Glorious Leader raised his voice again.
“Let’s take it from the top, brides,” he said and glared directly at Penny. “And this time, I want you to all look up into your Forever Mate’s eyes and recite your vows like you mean them.”
The cold look in his icy blue gaze gave Penny the ice cube in her throat feeling again. Clearly this was her last chance.
Straightening her shoulders, she looked up…and up and up into V’rex’s pale gold eyes.
“Forever Mate, I give myself to you,” she recited along with all the other brides. “Please use my body as your own property. Thrust…” She swallowed hard, her heart pounding as she struggled to go on. V’rex was looking at her impassively, but she could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks as she spoke the ridiculous, embarrassing words.
“Go on, sweetheart,” he muttered to her. “He’s watching.”
“Thrust your shaft deep inside me and…and fill-me-daily-with-your-seed,” Penny finished in a rush, not daring to look at the cult leader for fear that what V’rex had said was true and he was staring at her in disapproval.
She breathed an inward sigh of relief. Well, at least she had gotten through the awful vows!
Not quite.
To her horror, the Glorious Leader continued.
“My breasts are filled with sweet nectar for you. Suckle them daily as you thrust inside me. Mark me and make me yours always, my Forever Mate.”
Oh my God, is he serious?
Penny didn’t know if she could do this. It was hard enough to look into the eyes of a perfect stranger and basically beg him to breed her in front of a large crowd, but this was going too far.
Still, she could feel the gaze of the Glorious Leader staring directly at her and she knew she had no choice.
I hope you choke on a chicken bone, you cult leading asshole! she thought at him fiercely. Then, her cheeks burning with embarrassment, she looked into V’rex’s eyes and recited the vows.
“My…my breasts are filled with sweet nectar for you. Suckle…”
Penny took a deep breath. God, if only the big Hybrid wouldn’t keep staring at her like this—though of course she was staring at him too. But looking into his eyes while she said these X-rated things was so shameful and intense. Still, she had to go on.
“Suckle them daily as you…as you thrust inside me. Mark me and make me yours always, my Forever Mate,” she finally got out.
Once again she felt hyperaware of her bare breasts, which were thrusting out of the long strands of colorful billix grass and her tight nipples, which were, indeed, leaking the sticky-sweet nectar.
But to V’rex’s credit, he didn’t even glance down at her naked breasts. He only gave her a tiny nod, as though she’d passed some kind of test.
“Very good!” This time the Glorious Leader looked pleased. “And now for the males. Please look into your new bride’s eyes and repeat after me, gentlemen: ‘You are my bride. You are mine.”
V’rex looked at her so intently Penny felt like his pale gold eyes were seeing into her soul.
“You are my bride, sweetheart,” he murmured, staring down at her. “You are mine.”
“To do with as I please, at any hour of the day or night,” the Glorious