If Ander hadn't been looking directly at Mitch Sr., he would have missed the consternation and something that looked a lot like fear which flitted across his face. Ella nuzzled into Ander's chest, and he tightened his arms around her. Since he'd woken up he'd been confused, agitated, and a bit angry. Now, with Ella in his arms, some of that was soothed.Whatever had happened down on Earth, he instinctively knew that no matter what, he had to take care of Ella. It wasn't logical, he didn't know - or at least didn't remember why - but that was what he felt.It was like a sensory memory, something that he just knew.Mitch Sr. turned to the doctor, the man that Ander had been talking to. He could only assume the woman who had come into the room with Ella was another doctor. Their furious, whispered conversation wasn't entirely audible to him, but he realized that he was picking up much more of it than he would have thought possible. Almost as if he was used to listening in to conversation

It was sick, so sick, but he liked the stiffness of Ella's body as his finger first pierced her anus. He loved the surge of power that came when she didn't protest, when her slick pussy tightened around him and she gave herself over to pleasure instead. Accepting him, all of him. Fox had shown him that there were some ways in which they were similar, but if she'd told him no, he would have honored that barrier.That was how they were different.And Ander clung to that.But he couldn't deny the effect it had on him when she didn't tell him no.His finger went deeper into that hot, tight channel, his thrusts becoming harder as she arched beneath him, crying out. The tremors of her pussy became spasms as her inner muscles clenched, trying to milk his cock. Ander groaned, cr