Stolen by the Zandian (Zandian Brides 7)

I grin. “Like this, beautiful.” I push one of her knees up high, toward her shoulder, to open her to me, then bring my fingers down lightly over her clit in a tiny spank.

She jerks, her flat belly shuddering in and out. “Yes,” she whispers.

I start to do it again, but a strange sound makes me leap and whirl, ready to attack. “What the—”

The little whimmet from the field has jumped onto the cot behind me. I grab for it, and it bites my hand—not hard; its flat teeth couldn’t damage a sheet of silk, but it clearly doesn’t care for me.

“Vecking nuisance,” I curse, wiping my hand along the blanket.

“Don’t hurt Whimmie!” Kailani exclaims.

It takes just a moment for me to quiet my reflexes, and then I boom with laughter. “You brought that creature on the ship?”

“She stowed away in the flower bag. Isn’t she adorable? She’s the one who told me I needed to go out and find you in the storm.”

I chuckle. “Is that so?”

“Yes! Can I keep her?”

I pick the purring creature up and set it gently on the floor, away from us. It protests, gracefully leaping back up.

“I don’t think she’ll be allowed on Zandia, Kai, but I’ll see what we can do.” I pick the silly would-be pet up again and drop it to the floor. “There are consequences for bringing live animals on my ship without permission, though.”

Kailani leans up on her elbows, her beautiful breasts sliding as she moves. “What are they?” Her eyes glitter with interest.

“I’ll show you.” I move back and lift her toned legs, holding both her ankles in one hand in the direction of the ceiling. I deliver a slap to her exposed ass.

Her cry sounds far more wanton than pained. I deliver a few more spanks. In this position, her sex is exposed between her legs, and I can spank her there as well. “Oh! Ow. Ung.” I spank until her ass turns a lovely shade of pink, and then I lower her hips back to the cot. “Roll over, little warrior. Show me that red ass.”

Kailani only looks unsure for a moment, and then she obeys, rolling to her belly and looking over her shoulder at me.

“On your knees, precious.” I pull her hips up, so she rests on her knees. When she tries to rise to her hands, I press my hand between her shoulder blades to keep her torso down. “Just like that.” I rub my cock over her dripping entrance. “Good girl,” I murmur when she relaxes, and I ease in.

“Mmm,” she hums, apparently enjoying the sensation of being filled by me again.

“You take my cock like such a good girl,” I praise. I grip her hips and give her a few short bumps, slapping her ass with my loins on each in-stroke.

She moans, loud and long.

The silly whimmit tries to jump up on the bed again, and Kailani giggles, pushing it off.

I go slowly, with several long strokes in and out, glorying in the sensation of my cock cooling each time it leaves her tight channel and then sinking into her delicious heat again. I press my thumb to her anus and massage it. “When you’re really naughty, I’ll veck you here,” I tell her, my cock thickening even more at the thought. Her back pucker squeezes and flutters at the threat.

“Khrys,” she moans. “Please.”

“You need it faster, my little warrior?”

“Yes, Master.”

Veck. I start to lose control again. I grip her hips and slam in hard, unable to hold back. I thrust into her with such force that she stretches her arms out to brace herself against the wall. I reach around and rub her swollen clit.

She cries out, her muscles contracting around my cock.

It’s all I can take. I shout and pound into her, my balls drawing up tight, my thighs quaking. “Kailani!” Veck. I plow in and out, lights dancing behind my eyes, and then I come with a roar loud enough to fill the entire ship.

My vision goes black for a few moments. When it clears, I find Kailani, gasping and giggling beneath me.

“Sweet little warrior.” I ease out and drop beside her, pulling her into my arms. “I should have known you’d steal my heart.”