Surrender, and lose yourself!” Lysander heard a soft tear, barely audible from the sounds of their lovemaking and Shamul’s hissed words of affection, and felt blood trickle into his mouth. Xxnx Anderson! Another crash shook the entire room and sent Lysander scrambling from the bed and into his tunic and pants. Lysander gripped the sheets, hating his traitorous body. I’d hate to imagine the horrors he had to live through with these sick creatures.” A rumble of agreement sounded throughout the room. Other s-survivors! Shamul suckled at his neck, sliding his thick fingers up and down the boy’s cock. He sat up slowly, instinctively glancing to his right to peek at Shamul, only to find an empty space. Lysander’s heart skipped a beat as he recognized human voices. “When we took this vessel… He looked down at his feet, “Err…” Anderson seemed to understand and raised
