Her Mate and Master (Zandian Masters 6)

Tomis drew one hand away from her thigh and brought it back with a slap. “Little female, you don’t give orders around here.” He proved it by ignoring her command and applying his fingers to her dripping pussy. He stroked along her folds, sending spirals of pleasure out in all directions from where he touched. He worked one thick digit inside.

She sucked harder, bringing her mouth up and down over his stubby, pulsing horn.

He removed his finger and slapped between her legs, but it seemed his control was limited. “By the Zandian star, Talia. You’re killing me.”

“You’d better stop spanking me, or I’ll bite,” she warned, skimming her teeth over his sensitive horn.

Her world flipped as Tomis threw her to the ground, somehow managing to cushion her fall with his arms.

“Not in charge, starshine,” he growled, picking up her ankles and paddling her ass and pussy with his huge palm.

It felt wonderful. She wanted more of it. More spanking, more fingering. And stars, yes. She wanted that thick Zandian cock he still hadn’t shown her.

He dropped her ankles, and she allowed her knees to fall open, exposing her throbbing pussy. Hands on his hips, he loomed over her on his knees, breath raking in and out of his mouth, eyes dark violet embers.

“Give me orders, then,” she dared him.

He slapped one of her breasts, surprising her with the intensity of his glittering gaze. “How will I survive this?”

“Show me,” she whispered again.

His huge chest lifted and fell, and it thrilled her to know she’d made him short of breath, when she doubted much of anything winded the massive warrior. Slowly, he pushed the front of his pants down and freed his huge cock.

“You wanted to see this, baby?” He gripped the base of his length, causing it to surge forward.

It was her turn to groan because the sight of his malehood fanned her flames of desire even hotter.

Zandian breeding season.

That was the only reason she wanted this cocky, beautiful warrior. Not because they had a special connection. Or because she trusted him to her rescue. She didn’t. Couldn’t. But there was no harm in getting a little pleasure for once in her life. And she’d escape from him on the next planet rotation.

Tomis fisted his long, thick dick, pumping up and down its length. “Get on your hands and knees, starshine. Give me your mouth.” His harsh, guttural command produced no outrage, only desire. She crawled into the position he described, parting her lips for his malehood. He guided it into her lips with a thick curse.

The size stretched her jaw wide as she worked to take him deeper, gagging when it hit the back of her throat.

Tomis wrapped a fist in her hair controlling her movements.

She reached for his thighs, sat back on her heels and let him use her mouth as he saw fit.

“Holy vecking stars, holy vecking—” Tomis snapped his hips forward and back, shoving his cock in and out of her lips. She shifted to take him into the pocket of her cheek, looking up to judge how he liked it.

“You keep looking at me like that, little female, and I’m going to shove this cock so far down your throat, you’ll choke. There’s a limit to my control, Talia, and you are pushing it.”

She couldn’t speak because her mouth was stuffed with his throbbing malehood, but she hummed her agreement.

His fingers tightened in her hair and his movements grew jerky; hard muscled thighs tensed and trembled under her hands.

With a roar, he came, pulling out and pumping his cock as he decorated her breasts and belly with his rainbow-hued seed.

He surprised her again by falling over her, pushing her to the ground and stamping his lips over hers. His tongue delved in, twined with hers as his cock slid into the gap between her legs, along her wet slit.

“Veck.” He shuddered as he pulled away, all the way back to his knees, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “You’ll be the death of me, starshine. I’m never going to survive being alone with you—not even for another planet rotation—without vecking you in every way invented. And a few other ways, too.”

She grinned, satisfied with this new power she wielded over the huge warrior. Proud of herself for pleasing him as much as he’d satisfied her.

She made a show of rubbing his cum into her skin, watching the flare of stark hunger and animal pride in his gaze. “So, what’s stopping you? Do Zandians believe it dishonorable to claim a female without mating her first?”

He tucked his cock back in his pants and settled beside her, rolling her to face away from him and nesting against her backside. “Something like that,” he muttered.