by Pixie Moon
Your clothes are more modest than the females’ you met as well as the ones walking around, my logical side points out. That’s true, but I can’t help but be jealous of all the males around me. Except for a few, they are dressed mostly in fitted pants and shirts. Some are shirtless but most are fully dressed. They are looking sharp.
Din Zar’s hand slides under the material of my skirt and rests at the junction of my thighs. I squirm for a moment.
“Be still, seema. Get used to being touched in public because it’s going to happen a lot here.” He takes a drink and sets his glass next to mine on the table. “The being you just saw is a tasrocian. They make great live-sex-playthings because they love to have sex.” He gestures around with a wave of his hand. “Club Release is a place for warriors to come for stress relief.”
My cheeks heat up when I see a female climb naked out of the pool. In seconds, a male scoops her up and impales her on his engorged erection. I try not to watch but the way the male’s muscles ripple as he takes the female is fascinating.
The female has dark maroon skin and full pink lips. Those lips are forming an O shape at the moment. She seems to be enjoying herself immensely. The purple lighting around the blue pool just makes the scene more sensual.
I like the different hues of purple lights throughout this whole section. My jaw drops when I spot the waterfall at the end of the pool. The plants in the section behind the rain of water makes it look tropical and seductive. This place is amazing. The side view we have allows us to see everything. My gaze is drawn back to the writhing couple.
“What is the pretty maroon skinned being?”
Din Zar smiles at the couple. “She’s a mewmosian. Her kind need to be fucked regularly for them to be happy. That makes them good for business. Most of them are sweet, which is another reason they are so well liked.”
I can’t help but wonder if she was brought here under circumstances similar to my own. “Did you buy her?” I blurt like a fool. My heart races as I wonder if he’s a bad man. I don’t want to fall for a live-being trafficker.
He rubs my thigh and kisses my neck lovingly before he says, “No, little seema. She came to Din Von and asked if she could work here. You are one of the rare beings that were bought. We were on planet Barpol to buy a chip for one of our tech-guys. When we saw that the block was open and heard a commotion around it, we went in to see what was happening. It pays to keep tabs on what other planets are doing. On rare occasions we will buy a being for our club.”
“Buying beings still seems cruel to me.” So does leaving some of them behind. I’m confused on how I should feel. That picture of Von walking away from Gayle emerges from the depths of my mind.
“No, seema, it’s not,” Din Von answers. “The ones that fit into our lifestyle are well cared for.” His silver eyes frost over. “We can’t rescue people who won’t appreciate our efforts. If we did that, Zaphin would be filled with grouchy hateful beings that could easily turn against us. I personally have no intention of risking my life and the lives of others by bringing beings like that here.” His gaze softens as it roams over me. “I’d much rather bring beings like you here.”
Din Zar’s teal and silver eyes start to glow lightly as he looks into my eyes. “I agree with my brother as do the other warriors of Zaphin. Only people like you deserve to be protected.”
Another big chunk of my heart tears free and floats over to him. If he keeps this up, he’ll soon be the sole owner of my heart. When he leans down, I eagerly accept his kiss. As our tongues caress each other’s the world narrows until it’s just the two of us.
He growls lightly and moves me so that I’m facing him with my legs straddling his. I feel his erection pressing into the junction of my thighs. My body goes into sex mode. My hips roll as I grind into his hard erection. Pleasure surges through me. His hands grip my ass as his lips kiss a trail down my neck. I shiver and drive my little pearl harder against his steely cock.
The need to be ridden by him is stoking a great fire in my core. I clutch his powerful shoulders and grind into him. “Can we go somewhere private?”
“This is not a club for privacy. It’s a club for passion, little seema.”
Din Zar’s words bring my need down to a simmer. I don’t know if I can strip naked and make love to him here. Fear that he’ll force me too courses through me.
He inhales close to my neck and then nips my skin. “Don’t be afraid, seema. You can trust me. What are you—”
“Can I speak with you, Din Zar?”
I stiffen as I realize the man behind me may be getting an eyeful of my ass. I reach back and tug on my skirt. Relief washes over me when I find that the shimmery material is just long enough to cover my behind.
Din Zar blows out a breath and then stands. He settles me into the chair and then gives me a soft kiss. “Stay here, we’ll talk when I’m finished talking to Din Tairin.”
I watch him walk away with a heavy heart. Embarrassment keeps me from looking at Din Tairin. Even if he didn’t see my ass, he did see me humping his friend.
I shift in the chair and realize how soft the foamy cushioning is. Touching it, I marvel at how it molds to me. The cushion’s texture is like nothing I’ve ever seen—smooth instead of porous. It seamlessly adheres to the stone chair. Interesting, just like the rest of this planet.
Picking up my glass, I take a drink and welcome the warming feeling I get. More people are starting to fill this area up. I get a little nervous when I notice that several of the males are watching me.
Before I can ask Din Von about them, a male dressed much like Din Zar, and his friends—in all black fitted clothing and ass kicking boots—walks up and starts talking to Din Von. A second later, he looks at me. “I’ll be back in a minute. Stay put.”
As he walks away, I frown at his commanding tone. Why do these males have to be so dominating? A vision of Pretty Eyes dominating me sexually flashes through my mind. The pulse between my legs lights up causing me to squirm in my seat.
Zaphinian domination is not such a bad thing, I admit to myself. I look through the crowd as best I can. Where’s my dominant?
I don’t see him but I do see a purple male licking his lips as he looks me over. I look away only to see an orange male staring at me as though I’m a meal. I swallow hard as a lump forms in my throat.
Megan and Gayle were dragged off by beings that had sniffed them and licked their lips and stared hungrily at them. Panic crawls over my nerves. I look around for my male or Din Von. When I don’t see either of them I start to freak out. I feel as though everyone is watching me—hungrily watching me.
Balling my hands into fists, I slide from my chair and dash through the crowd. My world narrows as I look for a place to hide. When a hand lands on my shoulder I barely contain a scream. I shrug the hand off and dodge around being after being until I see a door.
I press the knob and when the door opens, I leap inside. Finding a small dark corner, I sink down into it and become as still as I can. With my face pressed into my knees, I close my eyes and breathe the words that I’ve been taught to live by.
CHAPTER
23
~ Zar ~
♥
I frown when I don’t see Hallie where I left her. Von is standing near a corner table talking to an unhappy looking petrokian. The pink skinned beings can be a bit trying at times. Especially, if they haven’t been pleasured in a few hours.
Moving to our table, I inhale deeply.
Zyf! The scent of her fear lingers in the air. Since I just satisfied her last night, I can easily follow my marking scent. Right now, I’m glad zaphinian seed marks its lovers with a special scent that lasts for several days.
With her being so skittish, I need to come in her regularly. That thought has my cock jumping to attention. To calm the beast between my legs, I take another deep breath. Her fear and marked pussy are stronger than all of the other beings scents in the room.
I weave in and out of people until I c
ome to the supply closet. This is just the kind of place Hallie Mead would hide. I open the door and step inside. Her scent penetrates every pore of my body.
Her whispered words carry over to me, “Hide to stay alive.”
Even though I feel sorry for her, I can’t show weakness. “Seema, come out and tell me why you are in here hiding instead of sitting at the table I told you to stay at.”
I hide a smile when she rushes out of her corner and wraps her arms around my waist. She disobeyed you, the warrior in me sternly says in a harsh tone. I know it and I’m sad about it. Her lack of trust in me can’t be overlooked.
With my arms around her, I breathe in her relief. I’m happy and sad all at the same time. I grip her shoulders and push her back a step. Looking down into her big brown eyes, I command, “Tell me what happened.”
Hallie looks over her shoulder as though she’s looking for the enemy. Her gaze comes back to mine and she whispers, “After you left, Din Von got called away. I looked around and saw a couple of beings watching me. One was licking his lips and the other one had a hungry look in his eyes. I thought about how those beings had looked when they’d taken Megan and Gayle.” She looks over her shoulder again and then back up at me. “They had the same look.” She takes a shuddering breath. “I don’t want anyone to eat me.”
My heart melts. She’s so zyfing adorable. “Nobody here would eat you in that way.” My tongue waters at the thought of eating her sweet pussy. Now is not the time though. “Was there any other reason you felt the need to hide?”
Small white teeth come out and nibble on the edge of her lower lip. “You’re not going to make me get naked in front of everyone, are you? I don’t want to be naked in front of all those people.”
Interesting. “You get naked at home,” I prod. I’m curious to see how she’ll respond.
Pink brightens her cheeks. “That’s different. We’re lovers,” she says as if I should have known that.
I hold back a laugh. “What’s your definition of lovers?”
Now her cheeks are red. She snorts out a frustrated noise. “Lovers make love. Regular horny people fuck. We make love.” Her full lips press together and lines form between her brows. Worry scents the air around her. “You’re not just fucking me, are you?”
A strange sensation fills my chest as I’m hit over the head with the realization that she’s right. I don’t just fuck her. I’m not sure what we have but it’s not normal. The strong need to reassure her swells in my chest.
“No, seema. I’m not just fucking you. You’re special to me. Special enough that I can’t let you openly get away with not trusting me. I can work with you not being naked in the club, for now at least. What I can’t tolerate is a seema who doesn’t do what she’s told.” I take the cuffs out of my pocket and slap one end around her delicate wrist and then slap the other around my own wrist.
Confusion and worry scent the air coming from her. “I don’t understand. I trust you. You have to believe me.”
I cup her chin and wait for her chocolate gaze to look into my eyes. “I believe you trust me as long as I’m with you. But, your actions when I left you alone for a few minutes proves that you don’t trust my instincts or my knowledge of the people that come to my club.” I pause for a moment to let my words sink in. “For that, you will be punished.”
“I’m sorry. I should have trusted you,” she says in a high pitched voice.
“You’re not sorry yet, but you will be. I can’t have a seema that doesn’t totally trust me. Come, it’s time for your punishment to begin.” Her fear ruins the air. I can’t let her know how sorry I am that she’s put me in this position. I lead her out of the closet and back to our seat.
I sit down and pull her onto my lap.
“You don’t have to punish me. I promise to trust you from here on out, Din Zar.” Her eyes plead just as strongly as her tone.
“Since you’ve shown your lack of trust in me so openly, I must punish you just as openly.” I change my tone to force her submissive side into obeying. “Spread your legs,” I order in my roughest commanderly tone.
She jerks in my arms and then slowly spreads her thighs enough for me to slide my hand up her skirt. With one hand on her breast and the other between her legs, I caress her until the smell of her arousal coats the air.
Von comes over and sits in his chair. He sniffs and raises a brow at me. “Punishment time?”
“How did he know,” Hallie whispers.
“You know I can hear you, right?” Von questions Hallie.
Her cheeks turn even redder. “No. Well I knew you could hear good but I didn’t know how good.”
“Well I can. Zaphinians have great hearing.” Von’s silver gaze roams over Hallie and then returns to her eyes. “I know you’re in trouble for not trusting Din Zar. I can smell both of your emotions.” Von’s eyes glow lightly. “You forced his hand, little seema, and now you have to pay.”
“Pay how?”
The quiver in her voice attracts the predator in me. “You’ll see soon enough, seema,” I promise her.
As more warriors come and sit at our table, I continue to stroke her lovely body until her arousal is so strong several people at tables near us start fucking. When Hallie arches and moans, I know it’s time to finish this.
“You’re all invited to watch my seema be disciplined.” I set her on her feet and steady her when her knees wobble. When she’s secure, I lead her to the Punishment Room that’s in another section of the club. The others from our table stand outside the wide opening that leads into the room and watch as I guide her to the bed. I remove the cuff from my wrist and leave the other attached to hers.
“Crawl to the center of the bed and stay on your hands and knees, seema,” I command in a harsh tone that gets her moving.
Once she’s there, she looks toward the rooms opening and flinches when she sees everyone watching her. “Can’t we do this in private?”
“No, you openly disobeyed me. Now you will openly be disciplined.” Needing to save her some embarrassment, I order, “Look straight ahead and stay on your hands and knees the whole time.”
Pride in her fills my chest as she looks toward the wall and stays nice and still. I can just make out her pretty pink pussy lips from here. I climb onto the bed and flip her skirt over her ass. She jerks and trembles slightly. Embarrassment and a touch of fear mingle with her arousal. Good, I want her to remember this.
I grab her hips and lower my face to her exposed pussy. As I lick her wet slit, I breathe in her scent. Nothing smells better than her pussy. I poke and prod her pink entrance with my tongue. I don’t stop until she moans. Upping her punishment, I start licking her clit in light strokes. She tries to press back into my face. I slap her ass and hold her firmly as I continue to torment her.
When I feel she’s close to coming, I move on to the next phase. I flip her skirt down so she’ll feel less exposed than she really is. In this position her skirt rides high enough for everyone to see her pretty pussy.
Moving to face her, I open my pants and pull out my cock. I haven’t had her suck me off yet so I’ll have to watch her closely. Will she like my taste or hate it?
CHAPTER
24
~ Zar ~
♥
Holding the base of my erection, I order, “Suck me, seema. Nice and slow. No teeth.”
She looks up at me with wide eyes. “Yes, Din Zar,” she acquiesces softly.
Hallie’s scent is now a mixture of arousal and curiosity. I watch as she opens her mouth and leans forward. The head of my cock slips into paradise. My girth stretches her lips wide. Her tongue tentatively explores my crown. I long to thrust my hips forward, to power into her warm wet heat. Sweat breaks out on my forehead as I restrain myself.