He paused. “Are you going to answer me, or should I pick up a switch right now?”
“What was the question?” She’d been focusing so hard on not pleading for him to stop or otherwise embarrassing herself, that every other thought had vanished from her mind. She couldn’t remember two seconds ago.
“Who. Is. Your. Lord. And. Master?” He punctuated each word with a resounding smack.
She breathed hard, trying to stifle the whimper rising in her throat. There was only one way out of this storm: right down the middle.
At least while he was waiting to hear her answers, she wasn’t being spanked.
“Well, you of course.” She spoke slowly. “You are! Kaljeet Perac.”
“Who else?” A light thwack bounced off the top of her thighs.
Adriana gasped. “I don’t know! Do you have a brother or something?”
Kaljeet laughed, dropping a biting smack on her sit spot. “No one! The right answer is no one else is your lord and master. You are mine and mine alone. Say it.”
“I am yours and yours alone. I promise. I don’t want anyone else but you.” Bravery and brutal honesty had their places. This was not one of them. She’d say anything that might appease him. “I promise to obey you.”
“Don’t forget that or you will be here often.” Then he said no more and the only sound in the room was the loud clap of his big hand meeting her bottom. He was strong, too strong for her to fight. She was trapped as long he wanted her in that position.
This was the restart of her life on this alien planet. It was her initiation. And it was painful. He was obviously a master at delivering this type of chastisement.
Was this never going to end? Tears burned her eyes and she hated her mewling weakness.
“Please,” she murmured. “No more. Please stop.”
“Like this?” Kaljeet asked, still holding her hands in the small of her back but, mercifully, no longer roasting her poor tender bottom.
“Thank you.” She sighed and sagged across his knee, waiting for whatever signal would tell her she could get up again.
He twisted away from her and she heard the whistle of the switch. No corresponding blow fell on her bottom.
“You scared me!” she protested.
“I scared you?” Kaljeet rubbed her warm backside, enjoying the crimson stains of his handprints over her white cheeks. He’d never seen skin so white and the contrast between the red spanked area and more fragile, untouched areas was turning his hair black with lust. He was glad she couldn’t see it.
He reached for the switch again. “You should be scared.”
With that he delivered a single cut across her buttocks.
Her body jerked with rage and shock.
“That hurts!” she howled, her voice was ragged, on the edge of tears.
“Of course it hurts. It wouldn’t be punishment if it didn’t, would it?”
She was a starship commander. She was tough and brave, so he had to take her to tears, even if all the punishments that followed for the rest of her life only made her wince with pain. Today had to be the worst she’d ever experience.
She needed to know how bad it could be if she ever defied him again.
His hands were powerful, but the switch would leave stripes that would be felt, maybe even seen, for days. The sting would remind her of this moment every time she sat down. He wanted her to remember what happened to disobedient females on the continent of Senne.
Most of all he wanted her to be ready to be his mate. She’d captured his heart with the first note of her laughter and held onto it with her bravery and intelligence ever since.
It was time to join her to him with a spanking she’d never forget.
He picked up the other two switches and, bundling all three together, cut a new pattern across her rump. Three parallel lines rose, obscuring the first single cut. Then three more and three more after that.
Adriana bucked with the power of a devil, trying to get away from the switch but he kept her pinned in place. Her words slurred into indistinct sounds of pleading.
He laid the switches down and went back to spanking her by hand. He preferred spanking that way, loved the feeling of her fleshy buttocks flattening under his palm.
Then it happened. She hit her peak. All the fight went out of her and she surrendered.
“Good girl,” he said and lifted her onto his lap. She was weeping and shaking slightly. While he didn’t like to think of her as sad, these tears were welcome. They were tears of submission.
Now she could truly be his.
Chapter eleven
Adriana’s body was limp and unresisting as Kaljeet arranged her in a seated position on his knee. While her bottom throbbed with pain, her emotions cartwheeled out of control. An intoxicating mix of overwhelming relief and fiery desire surged through her.
Kaljeet held her close to his chest as he dotted soft kisses all over the top of her head. “You were good, my lady. You were the best. Let it all out now, let go of the fear, the frustration, and the anger. You’ve had a crazy time keeping your crew and craft together. You can jump and I will catch you.”
His sympathy and sudden kindness undid her. She wept for a few minutes, letting her tears soak his shirt, enjoying the marvelous sensation of being free and being captive in the same moment.
“You made me cry,” she protested at last as her sobs slowed. “And I’m an ugly crier.”
He offered her a thick white handkerchief. “You’ve never looked more beautiful to me. You truly surrendered.”
“I did.” She wiped her face and blew her nose. “Like I had any choice in the matter.”
“There is always choice.” His hand traveled to her breast. He squeezed it gently before teasing the already aroused nipple. Leaning in, he took her other breast in his mouth and nibbled it.
She moaned with pleasure and he bit harder.
When his hand slid between her legs, she spread them wider. It had been too long since any hands but hers had pleasured her. His touch was gentle, such a contradiction to moments ago, as he opened her swollen labia and found her clit.
To her enormous embarrassment she started to orgasm the moment he touched her pearl.
Kaljeet laughed and held her close. “That’s my regent. You’re coming like a true powerhouse.”
The spasms hadn’t stopped when he lifted her up and laid her on her back on the bed. “Pleasure yourself,” he ordered. “Keep that orgasm going so I can enjoy it too.”
Sweeping the switches onto the floor, he tore off his clothes. Then he climbed on the bed, between her legs, and inching closer to her center, licked and nibbled her calves, her knees, her thighs.
Finally, he pushed away her hands and buried his face in her folds, licking and sucking on her clit until she shrieked with delight.
“Now you need the real thing,” he said, drawing himself up and placing his arms on either side of her shoulders as he dragged his cock to the entrance of her sheath. He teased her with it there, drawing it through the wetness that had flooded from her when he’d sucked on her clit.
“Please,” she begged.
“You want me to stop?” he joked.
“I do not want you to stop,” she spoke through clenched teeth. “I want you to deliver me from this edge of madness. I’m having another orgasm.”
He pushed his cock in slightly, then took it out again. The friction sent a shiver of delight through her.
“That’s what you want?”
“No! I don’t want you to take it out again!”
He drove into her, his pelvic bone grinding against hers.
Adriana was defeated. She didn’t care if he was ready or not, she leapt off the cliff of her next climax.
“Good girl,” Kaljeet whispered into her ear as his rhythm gained tempo and his strokes grew harder and faster.
Lost in a kaleidoscope of delicious sensuality, Adriana couldn’t have said whether he climaxed quickly or slowly. All the constellations she’d
ever seen spun around her. Her lips tingled and her toes curled.
There was a heaven. It was here on Devmaer.
When he spilled his seed into her, she would have sworn they were physically connected.
It was the most perfect moment of her life.
Afterwards as they lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, she asked, “Have you decided what work I am to do here?”
“No. That’s something you and I need to decide together.”
Adriana boosted up on one elbow. “I know exactly what I want to do. Well, two things actually.”
“First?” Kaljeet stroked her hair.
She shivered. “I want to complete my mission by overseeing the settling of my crew. I want to work with our scientists to ensure our plant and animal cells are properly reactivated.” She was talking so fast her words jammed together.
After pausing for a breath, she continued, “I accept that the Condor6 will never leave the ground, but I wonder if it could be used as a laboratory? Maybe even as a school where your people and mine might share information and find common ground.”
“Is that one or two things?” Kaljeet asked, tracing her lips with his index finger.
“All that is one thing, the first thing.” She grinned.
“And the second?”
She paused, biting her lip. “I want to have a baby. I never thought I’d have a chance.”
He raised an eyebrow, but his face revealed little more than curiosity.
Her voice thickened as she anticipated him saying no and ending her dream right there. They were two different species. They shouldn’t mix. She knew all the arguments.
But she had to try. “I’m staying here now, yours for life, so, if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like a chance to have the one thing that has been denied to me so far.” Her voice dropped. “I’d like to be a mother. At least once.”
“A baby,” he repeated solemnly. “Hold that thought.” He reached into his bedside drawer and brought out a small pair of scissors.
“Give me your hands,” he said.
When she held them out to him, the scissors cut through the fabric on her cuffs like a knife through silk. Her collar came off just as easily.
Wide-eyed with disbelief, Adriana looked at him. “You said they needed a special cutting tool to be removed.”
“So they do. They needed a cutting tool held by me.”
She didn’t hide her skepticism. “Or could I have cut them off at any time?”
“You could have. It was a test, to see if you’d accept my authority.” Kaljeet grinned. “But I can’t have any baby of mine conceived by a woman in bondage. My child’s mother must be my partner, my obedient but challenging partner.”
He climbed on the bed beside her, his eyes dancing. “I’ll give you a baby. The most beautiful baby that Devmaer has ever seen.”
He dragged her back to him and, for the first time, kissed her on the mouth. ” The Condor6 can wait. Let’s get busy on the Baby Project.”
The End
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About the Author
Libby Campbell’s romance novels feature strong, self-reliant women and the powerful men who love them. Romantic by nature, she writes the stories she wants to read, which means they always involve a spicy power exchange.
Canadian by birth, she also lived in Australia for a couple of decades. While living there she overcame her aversion to saucer-sized spiders and, as a condition of marriage to her Aussie Prince Charming, she swore a lifelong allegiance to the Melbourne Football Club.
When Canada’s glorious West coast called, she and her husband packed up and moved. They now live on a rocky island close to beaches that once were frequented by smugglers and rumrunners.
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Glossary
Devmaereans – the colonizing people who arrived on Devmaer two thousand years ago. They renamed the planet, previously called Kedranz, to honor their status as a conquering force. A blue-skinned, amethyst-eyed, tall race. Their hair changes color when emotions are intense: normally blue, it changes to black for lust, red for anger, and yellow for fear.
Hump-backed equids – draft-horse like beast with a single hump and a triangular face.
Incomers – human arrivals on the planet, CE 3817.
Kedrants – the original people of Devmaer whose ancestors all possessed magical talents, including the ability to heal, grown certain crops, and, in rare cases, read the thoughts and feelings of others. This is the least populous race on Devmaer, its numbers are falling while its magic gifts are disappearing. Kedrants have different colored eyes and extremely curly tiger-striped hair which cannot be dyed.
Opticscreen – small viewing screen used for navigation and scientific research.
Patchers – root vegetables, a cross between a potato, a yam, and a beet.
Rickleberries – berries that set from late spring until mid-fall. A cross between strawberries and blueberries.
Swavbird – small domesticated foul, prized for their moist flesh
Technology – access to technology is restricted on Devmaer. Only the most senior government and ruling party members have access to it.
Vildehair flowers – large, dahlia-like flowers whose perfume is a natural relaxant.
Wickdogs – aggressive, ferocious killing machines, these wild animals are about the size of a small Shetland pony and inhabit every continent on Devmaer
Alpha Blue
Tiegan Clyne
About Alpha Blue
A military pilot on a routine patrol makes a discovery that she never expected: three gorgeous alien men intent on taking her back to their world. She has a secret, even from herself, and they know what it is… and they’re going to reveal it, whether she wants them to or not.
Chapter 1
Captain Danitra Hallman settled into the cockpit of her F-22 Raptor fighter jet and clicked her harness into place. Sergeant Patrice Green, her crew chief, gave her the thumbs-up signal, and Danitra returned the hand sign. She donned her helmet and fastened the oxygen mask and chin strap, putting her microphone in place.
The tower officer spoke in her ear. “Alpha Blue, this is Alpha Base. Prepare for takeoff.”
“Alpha Base, this is Alpha Blue,” she replied. “Preparing for takeoff. Clear runway five.”
“Runway five is clear.”
“Roger that.”
She waited for the ground crew to get out of the way of the jet’s wings. Once they were safe, she taxied her plane away from the squadron bay and around the corner to the assigned runway. The sky was clear with only a few puffy clouds. The sun was bright and the morning stretched out ahead of her with welcome. It was a perfect day to fly.
“
Alpha Blue, this is Alpha Base,” the officer in the tower said. “You are cleared for takeoff.”
“Copy that. See you in three hours, Alpha Base.”
The officer chuckled. “Roger, Alpha Blue. We’ll have the coffee waiting.”
Danitra smiled and hit the throttle, sending her fighter streaking down the runway. She felt the forces of lift and resistance doing their usual complicated dance around her craft, and with a surge of speed, she left the ground. Her stomach felt light and fluttery as the excitement of takeoff filled her. She loved nothing more than forcing gravity to loosen its grip and let her soar.
Her patrol took her on a long circuit of the American desert southwest, flying over the deserts of Utah and Nevada. She was to keep the airspace above the base clear of commercial traffic, and to make sure no civilians were getting too nosy about Area 51. There were things in there that she didn’t want to know about, and she didn’t want any civilian conspiracy theorists to know about them, either.
She was an hour into the patrol when she saw a glint of light ahead, high above the altitude where she was traveling. Danitra radioed back.
“Alpha Base, this is Alpha Blue. Do you copy?”
“Alpha Base for Alpha Blue. Go ahead.”
“I’ve got a bogey at one o’clock. Can you identify?”
There was a hesitation, then the officer said, “We see nothing but you.”
“Roger that. I’m investigating.”
She banked toward the strange light, which sparkled like a diamond in the sun. The illumination was blinding white, and as she got closer, could see that it wasn’t one light but three. The two flanking lights changed color to blue, and by doing so, the power of the light dimmed enough that she could make out the shape of a craft like none she’d ever seen before. It was shaped almost like a stingray that had lost its tail, with a flat center and wings that curved downward to the sides. The blue lights were at the terminal points of the wings, and the white light, much larger than the other two, was in the center.
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