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Chapter 56: Spacebound Secrets

Author: Ubee
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 20:51:39

The private jet had been replaced by something far more sinister, a modified Gulfstream with blacked-out windows and reinforced bulkheads. Alex had lost track of time. The drugs kept him in a haze of forced arousal and exhaustion, his body no longer his own. The collar and chain remained locked in place, a cruel anchor to the life he had chosen with Damian. His mother, elegant, merciless, visited him every few hours like a high priestess performing sacred rites.

This time, the ritual had escala
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    The cave system had become a living nightmare. Bioluminescent fungi pulsed in sickly blue rhythms along the walls, casting long, writhing shadows that seemed to reach for them with every flicker. Alex leaned heavily against Damian’s side, one hand cradled protectively over his swollen belly. The hybrid child inside him had grown impossibly fast—now the size of a full-term human baby after mere hours, the skin stretched tight and fever-hot. Every kick sent waves of alien pleasure-pain through his body, making his cock throb and leak despite the exhaustion. The fertility drugs and artifact’s influence had turned him into a vessel of constant, humiliating need.Damian’s arm was locked around his waist, supporting him as they moved deeper into the twisting tunnels. His own body was tense, cock still half-hard against his torn trousers from the signal’s lingering effects. Blood streaked his temple from a graze, but his eyes burned with fierce determination.“It’s calling them,” Alex gasped

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 61: Hybrid Horror

    The forest was alive with unnatural sounds. Branches snapped in rhythmic patterns that mimicked footsteps, but the rhythm was wrong—too synchronized, too purposeful. Hybrids. Dozens of them now, moving through the undergrowth like a living tide. Alex stumbled over a root, one hand pressed to his rapidly swelling belly, the other clutching Damian’s arm for support. The alien child inside him kicked hard, a powerful flutter that sent jolts of unwanted pleasure through his core. His cock, still painfully hard from the artifact’s lingering influence, bobbed with every step, leaking steadily down his thigh.“Keep moving,” Damian growled, voice raw. His own erection strained against his torn tactical pants, the hybrid signal affecting him just as viciously. Sweat glistened on his chest, tracing the old scar and newer wounds from the station fight. He fired blindly behind them three shots, a hybrid’s unearthly shriek cutting off mid-howl.They burst into a small clearing beside a narrow stre

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 60: Hybrid Horror

    The pod’s hatch hissed open under the Nigerian night sky, releasing them into humid savanna air thick with the scent of wet earth and distant smoke. Cities on the horizon flickered with unnatural patterns—streetlights pulsing in hypnotic waves, car horns blaring in synchronized bursts. The alien signal had already begun its work. Alex stumbled out first, still naked except for the collar and chain, his body burning from the artifact’s aftereffects and the fertility drugs. His cock was painfully hard again, leaking steadily, every nerve screaming for touch, for release, for Damian.Damian followed, gripping Alex’s arm to steady him. His own erection strained against his torn tactical pants, the alien influence affecting him just as brutally. “The signal’s spreading,” he growled. “We have minutes before the hybrids wake fully.”They ran bare feet on grass, bodies still buzzing. The nearest village was two kilometers away, lights already going dark as the mind-control wave rolled through

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 59: Invasion Intercept

    The tension in the command chamber was thick enough to cut with a blade. Alara’s eyes darted across the blinking consoles, each second feeling like an eternity. The alien signal, now fully active, was broadcasting a sinister frequency that threatened to breach the station’s defenses and perhaps beyond, into the galaxy itself.“Time’s running out,” Ryen said urgently, pounding his fist on the console. “We have less than five minutes before that signal hits critical mass. If it completes”“I know,” Alara interrupted, voice tight with panic. “We have to shut it down. Now.”Outside the viewport, the stars shimmered with an unnatural glow, the distant nebula pulsing in rhythm with the alien transmission. The station’s core trembled again, a reminder of how fragile their situation truly was.A flashing alert drew Alara’s attention to a secondary console. Her eyes widened as she saw the countdown literally ticking down from 300 seconds.Three minutes.“Ryen,” she gasped, “the signal’s synchr

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 58: Alien Allure

    The Cradle station’s emergency lights flickered red as the alien artifact pulsed in the center of the medical bay. It was no longer dormant a jagged obsidian shard the size of a human torso, floating in zero-G, veins of glowing blue energy crawling across its surface like living circuitry. Alex drifted nearby, still naked except for the collar and chain, his body humming with residual effects from the fertility drugs and the artifact’s first activation wave. His skin felt electric. Every nerve ending was raw, hypersensitive. Even the faint brush of recycled air against his cock made him twitch and harden again.Damian floated beside him, one arm hooked around a restraint bar, the other steadying Alex’s hip. His eyes were wide, pupils blown.“What the fuck is this thing?” Damian growled, voice rough.The artifact answered for itself.A low-frequency hum filled the chamber. Blue light flared. A wave of energy washed over them—visible, tangible, like warm oil sliding across bare skin. Al

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 57: Cosmic Collision

    The station shuddered violently, metal groaning under the relentless assault of cosmic debris and system failures. Sparks erupted from damaged conduits, casting flickering shadows across the dimly lit corridors. Alara’s heart pounded in her chest as she sprinted toward the control room, her fingers fumbling over the damaged console. The alarms blared ceaselessly urgent, insistent, impossible to ignore.“Damn it, we’re losing power everywhere,” she muttered, voice strained. “If we don’t get these repairs done, the station will be torn apart in minutes.”Behind her, Ryen was already working on a panel, sweat glistening on his brow. “The main reactor’s stabilization systems are failing,” he said through clenched teeth. “We need to reroute power fast.”The station’s outer hull was punctured in multiple places, glowing with the aftermath of near-misses from rogue asteroids. The damage was catastrophic, but what neither of them knew what no one had suspected was that the chaos was only just

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 25: Framed Fugitive

    The first sign something was wrong came at 07:14 a.m. local time, six days into our exile on the atoll.I woke to the sound of Damian’s phone vibrating against the nightstand, once, twice, then a third insistent buzz that dragged him from sleep. He reached for it with his good arm, squinting at the

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    Ten years after the warehouse.The villa overlooked the Amalfi Coast—white stone walls, bougainvillea spilling over terraces, the sea a glittering sapphire below. We’d bought it five years ago, after my second book tour ended and Elliott’s consulting firm became a remote operation. No more city noi

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    The warehouse district smelled of rust and old oil—rain pooling in cracked asphalt, sodium lights buzzing overhead like dying insects. Elena Thornton stood in the center of the abandoned loading bay—black coat open, silver hair loose, a sleek pistol dangling from her right hand. Behind her, two hir

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