Author: Renee Rose
Category: Fiction
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Rok abruptly lifted her from the spanking position and plopped her beside him. Some of the color had drained from his face. “Well,” he said stiffly, “Humans are more fragile than I knew. Not good for punishing at all.”
She hid her amusement. “Most find us extremely good for punishing. The pain of a lesson lasts for a long time.”
His lip curled. “I suppose if you’re training a slave, that’s useful.” He sounded disdainful.
Perhaps she’d taken it too far. He enjoyed delivering punishment and now believed she was unfit for it. She didn’t want him to lock her away until he collected the warrant. She’d have a far better chance of escape if she remained in his chamber as his slave. And she didn’t care to examine that other, small part that might enjoy being near him. Even craved his attention and his touch.
She rose up on her knees and reached for one of his horns. She’d seen how they stiffened and leaned just like his cock during arousal. They must be a sensual part of his anatomy.
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He shuddered when she fisted it, allowing her to tilt his head down.
She pressed her breasts in his face and swirled her tongue around the horn.
Rok’s breath turned ragged. He palmed one breast, squeezing harder when she took the entire horn into her mouth. Though as short as her thumb, it was the same girth as a human cock, and it stiffened and gre
w as she sucked it. His lips closed on her other nipple, tongue flicking it.
Rok looped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer as the fingers of his other hand slid between her thighs.
Surprise flitted through her when she realized how wet he’d found her pussy—it practically dripped, her folds swollen and slick. He screwed one then two digits inside her, making her gasp with pleasure.
“Suck harder,” he grunted and plunged his fingers in and out of her, filling and stretching her.
She obeyed, hollowing her cheeks and sucking as hard she knew how, bobbing her head up and down over his horn.
Rok found the bundle of nerves on her inner wall and her inner thighs trembled. She moaned over the horn. He shifted the arm around her waist to bring a finger to her anus.
She stiffened.
“Keep sucking.” His voice sounded low and gravelly.
She whimpered, but obeyed, both wanting and not wanting him to continue working her with his fingers. It seemed she had no choice—he fingervecked her pussy as he worked one digit into her back hole and vecked her there, too. Her insides fluttered. Heat flooded her pelvis.
He shouted a curse, and she realized he was coming. He withdrew his fingers from her and shoved his sleeping pants down to fist his cock.
“No, don’t stop,” he gasped when she adjusted her mouth. In two pumps, he arrived, ribbons of rainbow-hued seed spurting like a fountain from the slit of his cock.
She continued sucking his horn until he finished and his eyes went heavy-lidded.
He grasped her waist, tossing her to her back and climbing over the top. “Good slave,” he purred. “Very good girl. How did you know about the horns?”
She attempted a shrug, which was impeded by his weight pressing her down onto the sleeping platform. “I guessed.”
“Clever female. You’ve been trained very well, haven’t you?” His cock, though he’d just orgasmed, prodded her entrance.
She rocked her hips up to meet it, desperate for her own release after the incredible fingering.
“If I weren’t still angry with you for stealing my ship, I would let you have my cock right now. I can see how much you need it.”
She frowned at his arrogance and turned her head sharply to the side.
He chuckled. “Don’t think you can hide it, little female. You’re going to be on edge until I allow you to orgasm. Since I can’t punish that pretty little ass of yours, I’ll have to torture you this way.” To her shock, he bent down and took her nipple between his lips, sucking and nipping at it until both her breasts ached and her pussy wound tight with need. “There will be no touching on your part. If you touch yourself, I will whip you again, sore ass or no. The only way you’re going to get satisfaction is when I decide you deserve it, understand?”
She blinked at him. This was not a game she’d ever played. On the surface, it sounded deceptively easy. All she had to do was not touch herself or orgasm? Fine. She never did either of those things.
Yet he had inspired a restlessness in her, an itchy desire that, for the first time, she needed to scratch with something bordering desperation.
He pushed the tip of his cock inside her, and she relaxed. He’d just been teasing. It was some form of joke. But then he withdrew it again, watching her face closely.