We, Hunters of Mayhem, preferred tents with beds made of fur, but we’d adjusted to Alpha Beast Jamie’s beast way of life here on Earth. It meant tech, raised beds with thread-counted cotton sheets, and wooden doors that didn’t flop or flap as we walked through them. Meh. My recliner and I rested on the dais as hunters lined up along the sides of the ballroom, five steps below my feet.
Out of seventy-five, fifty-four of my hunters were in attendance. I surveyed my court, looking for males with pale eyes. Excited males thought with their dicks, and hunters were given orders to mute their mating instinct during the auctions in the same way we muted it during a hunt. Mating instinct was dangerous and distracting during the hunt. There was a time to hunt and a time to look for a mate. This was hunting time sans action. We hunted for human females who wanted us harmed. The last thing I needed was one of my males recognizing a mate, and then said mate killing him in his sleep or poisoning him with a breakfast muffin.
“Master Mayhem,” my human servant said. “May I get you a drink while you wait?”
“You may.” I dismissed her with a flick of my wrist and continued wallowing in self-pity. When I accepted my role as Keeper of Earth, a title made up by Alpha Beast Jamie when he asked me to hunt down Men of Earth, I judged the chore an easy one. After all, I’d hunted for a living back on Tineya.
As soon as we’d made the deal, I got to hunting. Seven community raids later, I didn’t have any news to report back to the base ship in the sky, and Jamie was becoming impatient. The raids gave me little information on Men of Earth, so I changed tactics. We’d figured out that the mates who’d killed their beasts worked for Men of Earth, so I announced public auctions meant to draw out Men of Earth, have them come to me with females to offer. I figured an open auction would give us a chance to catalog the women we accepted into our lives, monitor them, and also uncover the girls Men of Earth used as assassins.
I didn’t worry about the possibility of my mate showing up at an auction, mainly because nothing ever simply came to me. I had to go after it, fight for it, shed blood for everything in my life. She wouldn’t just land in my lap. The mere thought of my future mate made me smile.
I stroked the handle of my knife, musing about her. She would have big tits. And a big ass. She would be as sweet as sugar, and wouldn’t dream of harming me, her Master. That was why I didn’t worry about having to question the assassin they sent us, because she couldn’t possibly be mine.
My cousin Lore approached and leaned against my chair. “It’s like getting a batch of new toys,” he said. “I’m gonna sink my tongue into every pussy that comes through that door.”
Lore wouldn’t disobey the mating-instinct muting order. I trusted him with my life, so I didn’t object to the placement of his tongue. “There’s a basement full of pussy,” I said. “This auction isn’t about pussy.”
“My entire life is about pussy.”
“So I’ve heard.”
“It’s too bad they’re not taking the bait,” he said.
“I know.” Men of Earth weren’t falling for my trap. Maybe they were cautious; maybe they hadn’t heard of the auctions yet. The only good thing that came from these auctions was a stockpile of human females. Not that they’d serve me anyway, but they’d serve my males. I’d rather put my dick into a chastity contraption than dip it into a pussy that wasn’t my mate’s. My dick was pure so it could be worshiped. When I collared my mate, she would worship my dick and me. No stray pussy for me. Yes, yes, I was a one-hundred-and-fifty-year-old virgin.
“Lost faith in your auction plan?” Lore asked.
“Maybe. After this one, we’re going back to Texas, and this time, we’re bringing everyone.”
“Like the old days,” Lore said.
“Like the old days.” In the old days on Tineya, the entire tribe moved as one so we didn’t leave the few beast bitches and babies behind. We kept them with us as we crossed our vast home planet looking for a place to settle. But we never settled. Jamie’s father, Alpha Nie, always found us. “Jamie won’t give me New City if I don’t deliver the bodies he’s looking for. That was the deal.” Jamie had promised me New City, a land to claim as my own for my people and myself.
After my father died at his father’s hand, his father took away all our land. My aunt saved me and escaped. Jamie’s father has been hunting us since. Years later, when life on Tineya got unbearable, and when I saw I had led my people nowhere, I called in my favor with Jamie.