Training His Human (Zandian Masters 3)

He hadn’t received release the previous planet rotation. She wanted to give it to him now.

“But it turns out I vecking love it, Leora.” He pulled her forward, using the plug as a handle once more. Her bare breasts danced right in front of his mouth, and his eyes locked on them like a wild beast on prey.

“Only for me, though. No one else will ever see you this way.” He spoke the words fiercely, as if fending off the other potential viewers as his competitors.

His jealousy told her he may have been bluffing the previous planet rotation when he’d said he would show her bare spanked bottom and tail plug to the entire pod. She wasn’t confident enough to test him on it, though.

He brought one fingertip between her legs, curling it along the seam of her pussy as he drew her even closer with the plug, plunging the hardened bud of her nipple into his mouth. He sucked—hard.

The sensation shot straight to her pussy, which gave a tug as if an invisible string connected the two. Her knees went weak, and she fell into him, her hands flying to his massive shoulders, catching herself just in time, as he finger-tapped the swelling bud of her clit.

“You’re all wet for me again, Leora.” His voice sounded dark and satisfied. “I won’t use you for my own satisfaction, but it’s within my right, as your master, to decide if and when you shall be offered release.”

She had a feeling he was making up the rules as he went. Apparently, her body vecking loved his rules because her inner thighs trembled. Heat gathered in her core, swirling and pulsing as the simultaneous sensations of the plug stretching her bottom hole, his tongue laving her nipple, and finger twiddling her clit had her dangerously close to begging for release.

And she’d sworn to herself before sleep the last planet rotation never to allow him to pleasure her again.

So much for that vow.

Desire coiled tighter with each powerful suck of his mouth on her nipple, each stroke of her clit. Just as she was about to go off, he stopped.

“Get in your cage, little one.” His deep, raspy voice sent a fresh wave of desire through her, but he removed his mouth and his fingers from her.

“Wh-what?” She couldn’t see straight, dizzy with lust, confused.

“You heard me. One hour in the cage with the plug in your ass. Get in.”

Her mouth fell open in shocked outrage.

“Now, Leora, or you’ll never get that release.”

Her sex clenched at just the mention of a climax. It was a powerful motivator. She wanted his hands back on her almost as much as she wanted to kick him in the shin for his arrogant manipulation. She didn’t want to want him.

But humans didn’t often get what they want in this galaxy, did they?

With as much dignity as she could muster, she walked to the cage and climbed in. The idea of being imprisoned that way horrified her, but it was only an hour. Thank the great Mother Earth he hadn’t forced her in there the previous evening. She wouldn’t have survived it.

Seke placed a plate of food in the cage and shut the door. “Lock cage.” It clicked shut. He glanced at the readout on his cuff. “I will be back to release you in an hour. Be good, little human.”

She ignored him, turning pointedly to the plate of food and picking up a slice of handmade bread slathered in a delicious sweet paste. She took a bite, keeping her concentration solely on the food, but the moment Seke left, she pushed the plate away.

Did he really believe she could go from the verge of an orgasm to eating breakfast?

She supposed the answer was he didn’t know. He only had to eat once a week, which was ten planet rotations on Ocretia. He wouldn’t know about hunger. She wondered what he knew about a human female’s release. Maybe it was completely different from a Zandian female.

No.

He knew. He’d known just where and how to touch her. How to make her scream, how to arouse her in the most wonderful and humiliating ways.

She didn’t want to give him credit for the incredible way he played her body, but she had to. He knew female pleasure.

She rolled onto her belly. There wasn’t enough room in the cage to lie straight, but she fit with her knees bent. With her face pressed against the soft woven rug at the bottom of the cage, she slid one hand between her legs.

~.~

As he walked swiftly to the battle arts studio, Seke brought up the feed of Leora in her cage so it displayed on his arm cuff.

And then he nearly tripped and fell flat on his face.