by Pixie Moon
His gaze softens. I yelp when he crushes me to him. I calm quickly in his warm embrace. He wouldn’t hug me if he intended to sell me, would he? Hope flares to life deep within me. I’m kind of pathetic but I want to stay with him and him alone.
The sound of Zar inhaling fills my ears. He takes my hand and leads me to one of the couches. Once there, he pulls me into his lap and stares into my eyes. “I’m never going to sell you and right now I can’t see me sharing you.” He looks deeply into my eyes. His eyes start glowing brighter. “Ever.”
His lips take mine in a kiss that has heat circling my groin. As his tongue explores my mouth and makes love to it, my soul absorbs his words. He’s not going to sell me and he doesn’t want to share me. Joy and bliss dance around my heart.
I cup his handsome face as I kiss him back. He growls and his hands shift me so that I’m straddling his legs. I grind my pussy against his growing erection and moan as he takes the kiss over once again.
The sound of the door opening has me freezing. Zar groans and pulls back. His gaze aims for the door and then comes back to mine. “I want you to address Din Lor properly, seema.”
In a heartbeat, I find myself being lifted to a standing position and turned to face his friend. I look down as embarrassment eats me up. Heat unmercifully burns my cheeks. I hope he didn’t get an eyeful of my ass. My damn skirt is too short.
I suddenly realize that the silence has gone on too long.
A slap to my ass has me gasping and looking back at Din Zar. He tilts his head. “Do what’s expected of you, seema.” His gaze darkens. “Unless you want to be punished.”
The memory of being in the Punishment Room flashes through my mind. With fire heating my cheeks, I look up into Din Lor’s silver gaze. I feel dumb for not being able to remember the rules. Plus, this big guy just saw me grinding against his friend’s erection. My hands tremble slightly in my emotional state.
Silver eyes sharpen and then he nods. I drop my gaze immediately. Why do I have to be so different from everyone on this planet? A small part of me desperately wishes I could be more sexually open like the others.
“Looks like you’ve got your hands full tonight, my friend,” Din Lor says to Zar.
A fresh wave of heat scorches my cheeks. I don’t want to be a handful. I just want to be loved by Zar. The realization stuns me. Zar sniffs the air and growls lightly.
Din Lor sniffs the air as well. “This is going to be good, but it’s none of my business. I’ll see you out there once you have this situation under control, TocGar.”
I hear the door open and then close. My gaze stays trained on the floor. I squeak in surprise when Zar turns me around and pulls me down into his lap again. My legs are straddling his once more. I moan as I feel his erection pressing into my hot spot.
His hands cup the sides of my face. “I’ll always be here for you, seema. Once we zaphinian males take to a female, we do whatever it takes to make her comfortable. That doesn’t mean I won’t push your boundaries some times. But it does mean that I’ll work with you as you grow and learn ours ways.”
My heart leaps for joy. He’s taken to me and wants to keep me. Happiness circulates through my veins. Zar inhales and then smiles at me. He then kisses me lightly and rubs his hand up and down my back. It always amazes me that such a huge male can be so tender and gentle.
A serious look enters his teal and silver eyes. This side of him worries and excites me. His vents flare and I know he’s scenting my new emotions.
“We are about to go to our table. You are going to be a good seema by properly addressing my friends. I let you get away with not addressing them the last time you were here. That can’t happen tonight or ever again. Do you understand me, seema?” His eyes harden into his commander stare. So intimidating yet so fucking hot.
I swallow and nod. At his raised brow, I say, “Yes, Din Zar.”
“Good, seema.” His gaze roams over my body.
The pulse between my legs beats faster. He sniffs and growls lightly. I shiver and press my clit harder into his steely erection. I’m so addicted to his touch and all the things he does to me that I doubt I can be happy without him.
“Stand, seema,” he orders.
I really don’t want to but his tone says I better. I press my clit against his hard girth and rock my hips a few times before I force myself to get up and stand before him. His heated gaze travels up and down my body. Need has me squirming and longing for the release he can give me.
He inhales deeply and then commands, “Next time follow my orders quicker. No more stealing pleasure you haven’t earned. Turn around and bend over. I want your palms on the floor.”
I jump at his tone and quickly turn around. The only way my palms can touch the floor is for me to spread my legs wider apart. I do it to make him happy. Through my legs I watch him stand. He circles me and then stops behind me. I feel him rub his hand over my right butt cheek. He caresses my flesh for a moment and then sits back down. My heart sinks. I really want him to make me come.
“Stay still, seema. Your job right now is to let me enjoy the view.” His voice is a mixture of sexy and commanding.
My insides clench as I force myself to stay still. Heat prickles my cheeks as I look into his face and see his lightly glowing gaze trained on my damp folds. His hungry look makes me horny enough for some of my juices to drip down my thighs.
The way his dark hair just touches his broad shoulders is another turn on. He’s so fucking handsome. My need for him grows to an almost painful level.
A soft growl comes from him. I start when he suddenly stands and walks around to the front of me. I try to look up but his hand presses my head back down. “Stay put, seema. I’ll let you know when you’re to move.”
“Yes, Din Zar.” When his hands reach out and start massaging my buttocks, I moan and silently beg him to slide his thick fingers inside me. To my rising frustration, he gets close to my pussy but doesn’t touch it.
When I get close to begging him, his hands leave my needy flesh and I hear him unfastening his pants. I lick my lips as I envision his big cock. I squeak when my hair is gathered up in his fist. He pulls my head up. My mouth starts to water at the sight of his cockhead which is right in front of my lips.
Zar inhales and then orders, “Suck me, seema.”
I want to but I remember where we are. I nervously glance at the door. Lor had come in not too long ago. This is not a totally private room. A stinging slap to my ass has me glancing up into his heated gaze. Pleasure floods my system as he gently rubs the spot he’s just slapped.
“Nobody can see your pretty pussy even if they walk through the door. All they’ll see is a good seema sucking her Din. Now do it.”
That commanding tone of his has me opening my mouth wide.
“Good, seema.” He guides his crown into my mouth and groans as I latch onto his sweet tasting flesh.
With his hand fisting my hair, he guides his massive cock in and out of my mouth. Each time in, he goes a little deeper down my throat. I breathe through my nose and close my eyes as pleasure ripples through me. His taste is just as addictive as his touch.
My clit pulses as I eat him up. The little sounds he’s making stokes the fire in me to a higher level. With wild abandon, I suck him deeper and deeper. My tongue swishes back and forth as he fucks my mouth.
Needing to taste his sweet and tangy cum, I clamp down on his thick crown the next time his pulls back. I explore the slit on top and groan when I’m rewarded with a spurt of delicious cream. A tremor rocks his huge body. I love how I can do that to him.
His hand tightens in my hair. I relish the pleasure and pain his grip causes. I raise my hands off the floor and grip his hips. In a smooth motion, I pull him forward and open my throat wide for him. His erection sinks deep. I swallow hard and then hum.
A growl comes from him, he sinks more of his cock down my throat and cries out as he comes. I swallow as fast as I can. I struggle, wanting to taste his seed on my
tongue.
He pulls back and I latch onto his crown and suck. He growls again and soon a burst of creamy seed floods my mouth. I moan as I savor his deliciously sweet flavor that has a tangy aftertaste. Dessert. That’s what his release is. I greedily suck and lick at his fat crown.
Din Zar releases my hair. “Hands on the floor, seema.” A swat lands on my ass. The heat radiates to my core. He slowly walks around me and caresses the spot he just hit. I shiver at the mixed sensations of his rough and gentle touches.
I place my hands on the floor and start to pant as he tucks his cock into his pants and then sits down on the couch. He stares intently at my pussy. I long to demand satisfaction but the look in his eyes says I better not. Not wanting to be punished, I take a few of the meditative breaths we practice every evening.
A smile kicks up the corner of his kissable lips. “Good job, seema. Now stay in your position and come to me.”
It takes me a second to get my hands and feet to move backward without leaving my bent positon but I do it. The promise in his eyes tells me I did the right thing. A fresh wave of lust circulates through my core.
Pretty Eyes leans forward and sniffs my pussy. I moan when his tongue comes out and licks my wet slit. Strong hands grip my hips as he starts sinking his tongue into my pussy.
A moan escapes me when he growls and his tongue curls inside me. This wonderfully strong appendage swirls around exploring my inner walls and then pokes into a spot that has me coming up on my toes.
He growls and nails the spot repeatedly. I start panting and shaking as my climax approaches. His rough hand slides from my hip and glides over the needy pearl between my legs. This time as his tongue hits that sweet spot inside me, his fingers pinch my clit. Stars flash before my eyes. I scream as ecstasy washes over me. My fingertips press hard into the floor as I tremble fiercely in unbelievable pleasure.
As the waves of bliss course through me, I float in the place only Zar can take me. The sounds of him lapping my juices and the feel of his tongue stroking my pussy keeps me floating in paradise for a long moment. I moan and shake as he continues to lap at my pussy lips and gently stroke my clit. He doesn’t stop until I sink to my knees.
In a surprising move, he scoops me up and settles us on the couch. Sometimes I forget how strong he is. “You are so beautiful when you come, seema.” His hand runs through my hair soothing me.
We cuddle for a long while. I relish the feel of his firm body embracing mine. Footfalls walking down the corridor have me stiffening.
“Nobody can enter this corridor except for the owners of this club. You’re safe with me, little seema.”
I relax into him knowing he’s right. The footfalls walk passed our door. I inhale his scent and enjoy the calming affects his masculine smell has on me.
He strokes my thigh and then slaps it lightly. “It’s time to go, seema. Do you remember what you are to do?”
“Yes, Din Zar. I’m to properly address your friends.” Heat stings my cheeks when I realize that his friends are sure to smell the lingering scent of sex on both of us.
You’re not on Earth anymore. It’s time you stop being shy about sex, my logical side wisely points out. I know she’s right but I’m just not quite ready for that.
I look up into Zar’s marvelous eyes and know I will be ready to change soon. He’s my future. I have to get with the program.
CHAPTER
29
~ Hallie ~
♥
He stands and slaps the cuff back on my wrist and then on his. I kind of like being attached to him now. It feels right and good—very good. The corner of his lips kicks up and approval lights his pretty eyes.
Warmth heats my veins. I’m falling hard for him.
“We’re going to our table in the wrestling area tonight. Come, seema.” The command in his tone has me melting as I follow him.
I wonder what the wrestling area is. A small trip through the club is all it takes to get to our destination. My jaw drops when I see a raised, padded floor. Different hues of green and some silver lights gently strobe the area. As I watch, a zaphinian male and a pink female, that is the same species as Tling By, step up onto the floor. Zar leads me to a table. His grunt and nudge draws my attention to him and then to the others at the table.
A blast of heat sears my cheeks. I must look like the most naïve seema ever. Smiles and knowing looks greet me. I flush even hotter. Fuck. I hate being so innocent.
Go easy on yourself, Hallie Mead. Every day you learn something new which means you become less innocent. In time you’ll be as educated as everybody else here, my logical side whispers soothingly. She’s right. If I stay alert and learn as much as I can I’ll fit in real soon.
Trying to act like other seemas, I look into Din Von’s silver eyes. His gaze penetrates my soul. I long to look away but know I better not. On Zaphin, looking into the predator’s eyes is how you survive. Relief blasts through me when he nods.
My gaze obediently moves over to Din Ryk’s ice blue eyes. I swallow as the huge male looks into my eyes. When he nods I quickly glance at Din Lor. His blue and silver gaze locks mine in place. I hold my breath as I wait to be released. A slight smile curls the corner of his mouth right before he winks and then nods. When I start at his wink, laughter rumbles from his chest. Damn, I forgot he’s a flirt.
Flustered, I next look at the only female at the low table. Her blue gaze freezes mine. I remember how tough she was in battle the day I came to Zaphin. Once again I hold my breath. When she nods, I release it. I wish I could remember her name. Her leather skirt and top look good on her—sexy yet tough.
My gaze travels to the last person at the table. He’s a mewmosian. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do. Din Zar puts is arm around me and gestures to the female. “Din Treia LarPe, this is Hallie Mead, my seema.”
Din Treia nods, making strands of her black hair brush her wide shoulders. My gaze is drawn to the male sitting next to her. I barely withhold a gasp when I notice that her hand is caressing the male’s erection which is visibly outlined through his black briefs.
“The male with Din Treia is her seema, Lank,” Zar informs me in a formal tone.
My mouth falls opens when I realize that Lank is to Din Treia what I am to Din Zar. A finger pushing my jaw up snaps me out of my shock. Scrambling to find my manners, I look into Lank’s light blue eyes and smile. The mewmosian’s eyes light up as his bright pink lips split into a kind smile.
Laughter pours from Din Treia. “You’ve got yourself an innocent one this time, TocGar.”
Wildfire flames across my face.
“She’s adorable, TocGar. I see why you’re infatuated with her,” Din Treia says as she continues to stroke her maroon seema’s erection. He shivers when she strokes the hard flesh with more force.
Grunting and moaning from the wrestling area has me looking in that direction. As I stare at the couple on the padded floor, Zar pulls me into his lap and starts stroking my thigh. A tremor dances down my spine. I hope he truly is infatuated with me because I’m so attracted to him it hurts.
A whoosh of air coming from the pink female on the padded area has me wincing. I look up at Zar and whisper, “Is he hurting her? What species is she?” I’ve forgotten what Tling By is, otherwise I’d know what the female is. My mind can only retain so much in a short amount of time.
I look back at the wrestling couple. My breath hitches when the zaphinian rolls onto his back and locks his legs around the female’s. He’s got her hands pinned with one of his and is now caressing her nipple with his free hand.
Zar nuzzles my ear causing heat to flare between my legs. His voice whispers across my ear stoking the fire within me. “She’s a petrokian. They love rough sex. Din Noleb FabKe would never hurt a plaything. What they’re doing is normal here and it gives them both the release they need.” He gestures toward his friends. “All of us have played on the mat.”