Zandian Pet (Zandian Masters 7)

She wanted… more. She wanted all of it. Everything this male could give.

The Zandian grunted behind her, taking her hard, his fingers bruising on her hips, thrusts rough and deep.

Her pussy clenched on air. She wished he could give her his cock there, too.

Tears stung her eyes—not from pain, not from anything definable. They just accented the intensity of the experience. Being taken so thoroughly. With so much passion. Having her desperation match his. Her need and desire swallow her whole.

The room tilted and swooped. Her vision blurred. Shouts and screams echoed off the walls, but she hardly realized they came from her until her throat grew raw from crying out, calling over his roar.

He pounced over her, shoving her all the way to her belly, covering her body with his larger one as he came. She must have orgasmed too, or maybe hers had happened earlier, it was hard to tell with his cock stretching her ass and nothing in her pussy. All she knew was that she was floating somewhere. Nowhere. Existing beyond existence. Soaring.

She was pleasure embodied. Satisfaction.

The Zandian molded his body over hers and forced a hand under her hips. The moment he cupped her mons, she came again. She bucked, anus tightening painfully around his huge cock, pussy squeezing and fluttering against his fingers.

So this was what she’d been missing.

“I’m sorry, sweet Mina,” he murmured in Zandian in her ear. “I’m so vecking sorry. I didn’t mean to take you like that.” His lips brushed her jaw. “I’m going to get you out of here. That’s a promise.”

Warmth cascaded through her chest, along with a sense of safety she hadn’t felt since she was a child. But no. Safety was an illusion she had to fight.

She couldn’t wait around on a stranger’s promise, even if he had the same skin color as she did. No, she’d stolen his ring. She’d make her own escape.

~.~

Erick wanted to keep his body wrapped around Mina’s forever, but his time was up. The lights flashed to red, warning him he’d gone over.

Besides, if he stayed any longer, he was going to end up with his cock buried in her again, and he’d already shamefully defiled her twice.

Veck, Master Seke would chop his balls off if he found out what Erick had done.

He eased out of the soft, pliant female beneath him, wishing he had a blanket to wrap her in, a way to tend to her. But instead he had to walk out of her cell, leaving her naked and abused, with the eyes of two dozen males watching her. Maybe even—his fingers curled into fists—getting in line to have the next turn with her.

He shoved his dick back into his pants and stalked out without a backward glance, mainly because he knew if he looked back it would be impossible to leave. Nothing stopped him as he strode purposefully out of Prium’s, knocking past other beings without seeing them. How mu

ch money was he carrying on the ship? Not enough, he feared. But he’d negotiated hundreds of deals over the years. He’d convinced beings to take far less than they wanted for their goods. This would be no different.

Except it was different. He’d lost all the indifference within him, the cool, manicured calm that allowed him to broker deals. Never negotiate from desperation. It was his number one rule. Always be willing to walk away.

But there’d be no walking away from Prium’s. Not without Mina.

He already stood to lose the 750,000 steins on the galactacarriers. He wouldn’t go home without something infinitely more valuable to all of Zandia. A female.

Wait— veck that. This bargain wouldn’t be for Zandia. It was personal. He’d had a taste of Mina, and he’d never be able to breathe again without her by his side.

Of course, she may want nothing to do with him once she had her freedom. To imagine her undying gratitude after the way he’d held her down and vecked her senseless would be idiocy. Her ass, no less.

What in the stars had he been thinking?

He hadn’t been. He’d turned into a beast with no brain at all.

But he’d make it right. He’d find a way to get her out of there. He entered his ship and pulled the soft animal-skin bag filled with Zandian crystals out of the safe. These were rough crystals, used mainly for laser gun technology rather than as jewels, but he might be able to make Prium believe otherwise.

He shoved them into his pocket and… No.

Behn’s crystal ring and talisman were gone. He must’ve lost them from his pocket while claiming Mina. He’d never been careless in his life. He always kept his mind and eye on things of value, but apparently not around her.

Served him right.