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“You like to be vecked?” he growls. “You like my Zandian cock inside you, Danica?”

“Yes!” I can’t think. All I can do is move, my motions becoming frantic as my orgasm approaches. “I’m going to come. I want to come.”

“You ask permission,” he snaps, and slaps my ass hard, once and again.

“Let me come, Master Benn? Let me come,” I urge. And although it’s more a demand than an invocation, he growls his permission.

“Come, love. Come for me. Right now.”

I cry out and let go, allowing myself to tip over the cliff into the most amazing explosion of passion, something that starts in my clit and fills my entire womb, then my entire body. As I lose myself in the waves that come and keep coming, I’m aware that he cries out and comes, too. He stiffens and I feel warmth as he comes inside me. The feeling spurs me into another orgasm, even stronger than the first, and I scream, colors flashing as my entire body is bathed in pure bliss.

Chapter 7

Danica

When I come back to myself, I’m lying on the sleepdisk. Benn bends over me. “Are you all right?” He kisses my hair, my neck.

“Yes.” I stretch, and wince as my ass moves on the fabric.

He frowns and gestures; he’s holding a tube of something in his hand. “Roll over so I can put this soothing oil onto your skin. It will take away some of the burn.”

“Not all of it?” I oblige, the act of showing my ass to him sparking new desire.

He laughs. “Then what good would the spanking have been? You need some reminder of why you were disciplined, Danica.” His hands are strong and gentle on my skin, though, as he massages the slick fluid into my heated ass. It has an immediate effect, soothing the sting until just a warm burn is left. Just enough bite to make me want him again.

“But not too much.” He laughs, then bends down to brush a kiss on my neck. “After all, how can we want such a pretty ass to stay sore for too long? Hmmm?”

Tears come to my eyes and to my surprise, a sob breaks out of my throat.

“It’s not supposed to hurt.” He leans forward. “Does it sting you in some way?” If it’s not helping, I can try another lotion—”

“No. It feels good.” I clear my throat. “Ak — I mean, I’m not used to having any being take care of me like this.” I wipe my eyes. “Thank you.”

Gorde speaks up from across the room. “Zandians always take care of what’s theirs.” His voice is harsh. “Don’t forget that. We’re not like other species.”

Benn’s hand stills on my skin. Stiffens. “You’re right. We’re not.” He sighs. “And speaking of what’s ours…Danica, we need to tell you something.”

I sit up. “What is it?”

He looks across the room, and crosses his arms. “We weren’t entirely honest with you before.” A tendon jerks in his neck.

“About what?” I blink at him. “Is it about the one you rescued?” I glance over at the med pod, which is blinking one green light and one red now.

“What? No.” He looks confused, then shakes his head. He stands up. “It’s about…you.”

I frown. “I don’t understand.”

“So, let me explain.” Benn takes a deep breath. “What we didn’t tell you before, is that humans on Zandia are not slaves. We don’t have the right to take you as a slave.”

“Wait…what?” I jump to my feet. My heart pounds and I grab at the silky covering on the sleeping platform, grappling with it, wrapping it around me, awkward. “So this whole time you kept me, I was actually—free?”

“Well, free—not really. Not according to the galactic accords.” He steps forward and reaches out to touch my barcode, retracts his hand at my flinch. “But Zandian law is that human females are welcome on our planet, and may stay. But not as slaves. As partners.”

“How?” My voice shakes.

“They’re sponsored by one or more Zandians, who claim them as mates to bear young. To help rebuild the planet. Human women are perfect partners to mate with Zandians to carry forward our DNA. Both of our DNA.” His voices rises with excitement. “We don’t have enough Zandian females, so we need humans.”

“But what do they…do? Apart from…breeding?” I shudder and wrap my arms around myself as I sink down to sit on the bed.

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