me.”
Rage flashed over Paal’s face, his eyes blazing pure purple.
Good.
She craved his attention, no matter how backward it seemed. After being discarded and locked up all afternoon, feeling his intense arousal gave her a surge of power.
“Mine,” he growled like a primitive sub-species, snatching her from the other warrior’s arms and tossing her over his shoulder.
“Says who?” demanded Tarron, the biggest of the three cousins she’d just met.
Gaining their interest had been child’s play. Too bad she felt none of the thrill, none of the intense attraction Paal drew from her.
Paal hadn’t stopped for a second. “I rescued her. She belongs to me.”
“I’m not sure she knows that,” Ronan, the charming one, muttered.
“I’m going to teach her,” he growled.
For the first time, a frisson of fear traveled through her body. How angry had she made the warrior?
The Zandians seemed like a civilized species, but the doctor had said females bring out a strong possessiveness in them. Could she handle his rage?
He kept her on his shoulder and didn’t say a word on the ride, and she didn’t dare goad him into putting her down and letting her walk.
In his chamber, he dropped her unceremoniously to her feet. “Take off your clothes.”
She hid her fear, and managed not to appear seductive as she obeyed. She kept her movements swift and succinct to avoid further enraging the warrior.
Paal rummaged in the box of implements he’d brought in earlier and produced an animal hide strap. He struck his palm with it as if testing its bite.
Her belly fluttered and pussy clenched. She'd been beaten by far worse implements in her life—by far crueler masters—but something about the angry Zandian had her quivering.
She should do something to diffuse his anger before the whipping. But what? He resented all attempts at seduction.
A challenge, then. She walked boldly forward and shoved her hands down his pants, grasping the base of his cock.
Paal’s horns shot straight out, in perfect concert with his cock. His mouth opened, and he let out a feral growl. “You want my cock?” His words came out raw and rough, voice deepened. “You’ll get my cock, little female.” He backed her up against the wall and lifted one of her thighs, aiming his cock like a thick weapon at her core.
“Yes,” she breathed, wrapping her legs around his waist. It wasn’t a lie or a manipulation, no matter how it had started. She desperately wanted his shaft. Her body hummed for it. Purred for it. She needed him to claim her as badly as she’d needed him to take her away from those other warriors. “Give it to me.”
“I’ll give it to you,” he warned, thrusting deep inside her. “You’re going to get it so hard, you’ll forget your name.” He withdrew and thrust again. “How you got here.” Another hard slam. “Where you came from.” He drove her against the wall, but she barely noticed the discomfort. “All you will know,”—another thrust hit so deep she thought he’d split her— “is who owns you.”
She tried to moan her agreement, but the sounds from her mouth were incoherent. Pleasure and need coiled up together, wrapping her in a net of white hot desire.
“Not enough,” Paal growled.
She opened her lids long enough to see his tormented face, eyes screwed up with effort, like he was trying to hold back the climax they were both hurtled toward.
“Need more,” he growled, fucking her faster now, pumping in and out like his life depended on it. “It’s never vecking enough with you.” He slammed hard and shouted and the heat of his essence filled her.
Her muscles clamped down on his and she climaxed, too, but he cut it short.
“No.” He pulled out, fisting his cock and spilling the last bit of his rainbow-colored cum on the floor. “No pleasure for you. Not when you vecking tortured me out there.” His eyes flashed a warning and he lifted her by the waist and tossed her on the sleepdisk. “Standing on that male’s shoulders,” he growled, picking up the animal hide strap he’d dropped when she grabbed his cock. “Licking his neck?”
She scrambled back on the sleepdisk. “I’m sorry, Master.”
She really was. In that moment, she only wanted to please him. He’d shown her the extent of his passion and need for her and it had far exceeded her hopes.