Alert

You walk into the bridge.

“Ready for some sleep, Markus?”

He nods.

“Keep your eyes open, there’s no telling what they’ll do next.”

He kisses you with unpleasantly warm lips and heads to the bedrooms. You take a seat, completely unconcerned about Vess and Illiana.

You sit a bit. Then you see them outside the ship. Vess is pure blackness given form. He steps right through the glass and into the bridge. The inhumanly thin Illiana follows in his wake.

“How are you feeling, Mira.” Hisses Vess.

You smile at him. “Really good.”

“You are changing. Very soon you’ll be one of us.”

“I can’t wait.” The moment you verbalize it you know it’s true. You no longer care about the guards. Even Markus no longer matters. Your desire to consume the light is the only thing you care about.

Vess caresses your cheek with freezing hands. Your skin soaks up the little bits of darkness he sheds.

“Let me inside you.”

You allow him to slip off your pants. Illiana strips off your shirt.

Vess bends you over. You glimpse back at his cock. It is smooth and black like the rest of him. He thrusts and it is painfully cold. The pain and pleasure mix, making your knees weak. Illiana begins teasing your nipples with her fangs. Her thin fingers and razor sharp nails caress erogenous zones in your neck and armpits.

You climax. They continue and your orgasm just keeps rolling along. You are exhausted when you feel Vess cum, spraying your insides with his frozen darkness.

You lay still bathing in the afterglow as the two dark figures slip through the window and out into the cold of deep space.

You turn down the lights on the bridge and enjoy the blackness within and without as you wait for Rachel to relieve you.