Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
He kicks off his boots and leggings and follows me in, pressing my back and ass against the wall when his enormous body fills the tube. He hits the button, and the door closes.
I reach up on my tiptoes and grasp both his horns.
“Veck, Kailani,” he groans, palming my ass. His huge erection presses against my belly.
I squeeze and pump his horns marveling at how his cock seems to respond as if I’m squeezing him there. He thrusts against me, his kisses growing even more brutal.
“Take me,” I plead, just before the water covers us both. It doesn’t stop Khrys from kissing me. He hoists me up, lifting my hips to match the height of his, and the moment the water drains from our faces, he thrusts in.
I gasp, and he goes still, buried inside me. He leans his forehead against mine. “Okay, little warrior?”
I nod. “Yes, Master.” The title feels right. If I am to have a master, he’s the perfect one for me. So thoughtful and caring. Protective and kind. Dominant in the perfect ways.
He eases back and thrusts in again.
My eyes roll back with the pleasure of it. He’s in so deep. So far. He owns my body in a way the Kraa never did. In a way that my body revels in.
“Yes,” I encourage, squeezing his horn.
He thrusts again, deep and hard. And again.
“More,” I murmur.
He picks up speed. His movements are powerful. Almost frightening, but the pleasure by far outweighs any fear I might have that he could hurt me.
Besides, I know if I didn’t like it, he’d stop. I believe that now. I can trust him.
“Kailani,” he groans. The sound of my name in those guttural tones makes me just as wild for him as he is for me. I squeeze my legs around his back and use my heels to drive him in harder with each thrust, faster.
The air blowers stop, and the door slides open, but we’re not going anywhere. Khrys pounds into me, his powerful body melding with mine, mastering me, devouring me.
“Veck, I can’t hold back,” he mutters.
“Don’t,” I pant. “Don’t hold back.”
He shouts out a roar and buries himself deep inside me. The heat of his cum fills me as I crest the peak as well, my inner walls squeezing and milking his cock for all his seed.
“Khrys,” I cry out brokenly.
“Kailani. Sweet human. My beautiful, wonderful human.”
Khrys
I carry Kailani to the bunk room and drop her on the bed. “Have you had your medicine?”
She nods, her blue gaze locked on mine, pupils wide. Her face flushes a lovely shade of golden-pink. She looks well-vecked.
Content, even.
I vecking love that look on her, and I vow to put it on her face every vecking planet rotation.
If I can keep her, that is.
I’ll have to petition King Zander for permission to mate her. He may refuse me. She’s very valuable. He may wish her to be mated to more than one Zandian male because her genes may be particularly useful for the future generations.
That thought makes me want to punch the ship wall.
The king may not even grant me a mate after what I’ve done. Although if Kailani’s body provides the answers to heal Princess Kaylar and the other sick halflings, I feel certain he’ll be grateful.
“Did you eat something? Are you hungry?”
She shakes her head. “No, Master.”
Veck. Every time she calls me that, I want to roar my satisfaction to the stars. Nothing has ever sounded more perfect to my ears.
“Good, because now I’m going to claim you again.” I crawl over her and cage her wrists gently, then press them down beside her head. “Tell me something, little warrior. You thought about leaving without me back there, didn’t you?”
Her pupils shrink, and her breath catches. I lean down and do what I’ve been dying to do since the moment I first saw her at the auction—take one of her perky brown nipples into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around it then nip it with my teeth.
“Hmm? You figured out how to start the ship. One command, and you could’ve left me behind.”
“But I didn’t,” she whispers.
I give her a slow, feral smile. “No, you didn’t. Do you know why?”
She gives her head a slow roll side to side.
I settle a little of my weight on top of her, my cock long between her legs. I give her neglected nipple the same treatment. She rolls her hips to meet mine.
“Because you know you belong to me now, don’t you? I’m going to take care of you. I’m your master.”
“I-I was afraid you needed my help,” she admits, and my heart squeezes.
“You were worried about me.” My smile grows wider.
“Yes.”
I crawl lower on her body and push her knees wide. “Here I was thinking a little punishment was in order. But I think, instead, it should be reward.” I lick into her.