"And how will you do that?"
"What do you mean?" He didn't like where this was going, no, he didn't like it at all.
"You will be busy with carrying the next egg. That will require all your energy."
"Ah, I see. You really want to push the next egg up my chute, the moment this one comes out. Then, let me understand this. If I won't have time for raising my own child, when will I have the time to attend your institute of technology or whatever that thing is called?"
That finally seemed to give Xana a bone to chew, because the impossible snakeman didn't have an immediate comeback to that. "We will see."
"Right. You didn't actually think this through. Your mind is at making babies all day long."
"Are you really judging me for it? Just look at you." Xana began caressing his belly again. "It's a wonder I get anything done these days."
"Well, I'd say you should start pulling your head out of your ass, although you don't seem to have any of those, and learn who the hell wanted you out of power, because that terrorist attack didn't just come out of nowhere." The mention of that horrifying event made Xana clutch him tightly, wrapping his long tail around him until Riordan could no longer feel his body from the waist downwards. "You know you can't close your eyes and say that it doesn't matter. Those guys couldn't have acted alone. Even if Lewis didn't know anything, his superiors must have gotten their orders from someone. And don't you find it disturbing that the bots got the order to kill everyone? I saved Lewis, as you say, just because he didn't know anything."
"I do have enemies," Xana admitted, much to his surprise.
"Who are they? They're other Xenos. I'm sure they are."
"Yes, they are. But I will not tell you anything else since I don't want to put you in harm's way. The less you know, the better."
"Can you at least tell me what they have against you? Or is it the same fight for power as it happens everywhere else?"
"It is about my position on human bearers. We have achieved such an astounding level of compatibility with you that there's no need for us to continue our expansion at the same pace as before. And since there's a high number of planets for us to colonize, we should consider increasing our numbers."
"So," Riordan continued, "that is why you want bearers to become more of a fixture and carry more eggs?"
"His Royal Chancellor agrees with me. On certain points. He has the experience given by age, and I cannot deny that he makes a strong argument."
"A strong argument for what?"
Xana adjusted his position so that he could face Riordan. "Your species might mellow out our species. Without a drive for conquering planets after planets in our quest for perpetuating our kind, what do we become?"
"Ah, I see. You just don't think it cool to turn into settlers when you're used to being the warmongering legions of the galaxy."
"Cool? Temperature has nothing to do with it. Human bearers have an impact like no other species on others. That brings forward changes, and changes--"
"Lead to revolutions. In other words, people who are currently in power might not be in power tomorrow."
Xana rewarded him with a kiss. "I knew you were clever. His Royal Chancellor thinks the same, and, as the most important Xeno governing over us, he can't allow upheaval to take place under his rule. So, he is all for introducing changes at a slow pace."
"It's good that he's not completely against them. But others don't want them at all… or do they want them right now?"
"Xenos have a strong definition of who they are. Who we are," Xana added after a short moment. "The mere idea that a different species might end up turning us into something else… Let's put it this way. A group of very powerful Xenos detests it."
"I thought you guys didn't do emotions and that kind of thing."
"It's not an emotion," Xana replied. "It's determinism. We must evaluate the changes that will occur in our genetic makeup once we allow more and more human bearers in our society."
"You do have other kinds of bearers, too, don't you?"
"True, but, as I told you, Riordan, your kind is addictive."
"Crying much? You're hooking us on your seth, and we can't even leave your planet for ours after that. You're drug lords, basically. And we're paying in solid currency. Ass."
Xana laughed and cradled Riordan into his arms. His tail was uncoiling slowly but only to find its way between Riordan's legs and reach his backdoor. His personal drug dealer seemed very happy with giving him more of the same. Riordan could feel his ass stretched without any resistance while he got pounded slowly with rhythmic moves. Xana wrapped one arm under his knees and pushed his legs up so that his hole was now completely exposed. It looked like the snakeman really liked watching what his tail was doing. Damn, it had to be something to be capable of making your own porn like that. Riordan moaned softly and closed his eyes. He could feel Xana kissing his cheek and then taking his mouth. I will watch you give birth, my beautiful bearer. I will keep you in my arms, and I will give you all the seth you need.
And, in the meantime, he'd be busy pushing their Xenolite out. Was that the reality he should expect? Was Xana right about it, that the egg belonged to him, too, now? Riordan felt pleasure beyond words as his owner teased him over and over, giving him more and more of his tail. He was sure the thing was reaching inside him, checking on the egg, and making him experience that same sensation of fullness from before. Only that now he wasn't scared anymore. If anything, he felt only pleasure. Was it truly supposed to hurt that badly to give birth? He was taking Xana's tail so easily now.
He abandoned himself to the sensations cursing through him. He whimpered when Xana took out his tail, but gasped in renewed pleasure when its place was taken by the Xeno's long cock. The two thigs caused different reactions in his body. The tail was more malleable and Riordan could even sense the smooth scales brushing over the overly sensitive insides of his ass, while the cock was harder and stronger, hammering him in short punishing strokes at times, or pushing him to the limit by getting inside him to the hilt.
When they were both in, like it was happening right now, his mind was blown. Even if seth hadn't been so addictive, Riordan didn't think it possible for any human to return to Earth after experiencing such sexual bliss. There was no comparison to how human intercourse happened. Riordan knew he was doomed, but in moments like these, he couldn't bring himself to care anymore.
He had a life here, as strange as it was. And he would become a parent, something he hadn't believed possible all his life. He would never abandon the Xenolite growing inside him; that was something he would never do.
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