Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 108211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
“I guess so.” Andi shrugged. Really, it was none of her business what the Zo’rathian girl did with her Manimal.
She shifted on the bed uncomfortably. She couldn’t help picturing the scene Flow-da had described in such vivid detail, but instead of seeing the Zo’rathian girl, she was imagining herself and Cade in that exact same situation. She could just picture the huge Hybrid coming up behind her as she bent over and thrusting his long, thick cock all the way inside her tight pussy and—
Stop it! she told herself fiercely. Stop it right now, Andi! You can’t start thinking like that—it isn’t right!
Just then, a loud clanging bell interrupted her thoughts.
“Oh—that’s the Third Meal bell!” Flow-da exclaimed, jumping up. “Come on—Goodie Tight-azz might be a real pain, but she does put on a nice spread for mealtimes.”
“Uh—is there any Boom-boom juice involved?” Andi asked cautiously, also getting up from the bed.
Flow-da laughed.
“Not unless you ask for it. I don’t care for it myself—even it is this town’s claim to fame.”
Andi was relieved. She didn’t think she could stomach an entire meal that was laced with the spicy Boom-boom juice.
“Come on!” Flow-da motioned for her and then waved at her Manimal. “Hartford, stay with me,” she ordered.
The big Manimal came on all fours to her side and looked up at her expectantly.
Andi thought that it really did seem as though he was very well trained. Which made her wonder again exactly how “accidental” the many breedings and knottings Flow-da had confessed to her actually were.
However, it was none of her business, she decided. She was only here to get by until the moon shuttle came back next week and then hopefully she could contact the Kindred and get some help for Cade.
What about the Sweet Drops though? whispered a little voice in her head. Are you going to let Cade suck your nipples to keep him quiet and docile?
Definitely not, Andi decided firmly. That would be unprofessional in the extreme, no matter how hot it sounded. And besides, what if once they got back to the Mother Ship and found a cure for Cade, he remembered everything they’d done together on Zo’rath Three? Think how embarrassing it would be! And how angry he would probably be with her. No, it wasn’t to be considered.
Besides, I don’t think it’s going to be a problem, Andi told herself. He’s been really good so far. He tried to suck my nipple that one time, but after I told him to stop and pushed him away, he didn’t try it again. I don’t think The Scent affects him quite the same way it affects the Zo’rathian males.
At least, she certainly hoped not. Because if Cade got “all sexed up” and started acting like one of the wild man pack they’d fought off on their way here, Andi was going to be in serious trouble.
18
CADE
Cade sniffed the air as he trailed his female down the hallway. He wasn’t sure what she had been talking about with the other female, but whatever it was had made her feminine scent extremely hot.
Also, the other female had allowed her male to suck her breasts—when would his female allow him to do that, he wondered? He wanted to taste the sweetness he could scent coming from her. The sweet smell called to him—almost as much as the hot, feminine scent of her pussy.
Need to suck her breasts and lick her pussy, he thought, feeling a growl of desire rise in his throat. The need for breeding had been growing in him and the way his female smelled so ready to be bred only made him hotter. But of course, he would need to lick her long and deep before his shaft would fit comfortably in her pussy—he knew that instinctively.
Soon, he needed to taste her and breed her soon, he thought restlessly. When would he get a chance to give her what they both needed?
Cade hoped he didn’t have to wait much longer.
19
ANDI
The trouble started soon after they all sat down to dinner—or Third Meal, as the Zo’rathians apparently called it.
Andi was seated in a chair across from Flow-da, with Goodie Tight-azz at the far end of the table. There was no one else—well, unless you counted the two Manimals who were under the table.
There was a third Manimal in the room, who Andi thought must belong to Goodie Tight-azz, but he was chained in the corner on a very short choke-collar which kept him close to the wall.
He was clearly an older Manimal with thinning hair and a pot belly which hid his shaft, much to Andi’s relief. She really felt like she had seen enough male nudity to last a lifetime in the short time they’d been on Zo’rath Three.
She wondered if the old Manimal was Goodie Tight-azz’s husband and why she kept him chained up, but she thought it would be better not to ask. She didn’t want to offend her new landlady.