by Anna Adler
“You locked yourself in the cage!”
“Yeah. No big deal.” He pushed and pulled at the bars then rattled them casually. “Seems strong. There’s no escaping here.”
“I’m…I’m gonna call a technician to let you out and dismantle this thing. Don’t worry.”
“I don’t need anyone to let me out.”
“But the lock is broken.”
“It’s not broken. I configured it to my fingerprint.”
Holly stared at him. “You locked yourself in on purpose?”
He flashed her a dirty grin. “It’s my cage now.”
His attitude made her panties twist. Holly swallowed. “You…you should come out of there.”
“Why? Isn’t this exactly where you want me?”
Yes.
“No. I don’t want to abuse you.”
“This isn’t abuse. This is consensual. And I can get out anytime.”
“Okay…so you like it in there.”
“What about you? Do you like the sight of me in here?”
Holly liked it, but she couldn’t say it. She felt too guilty about it. She shook her head.
“Should I prowl a little? Act more beastly?” He paced the cage in a soft, predator-like manner, clenching his fists as if trying to control his rage and lust. He snarled at her. Holly’s heart skipped a beat. He paused to lean against the bars. “Or maybe I’ll just stand here, staring at you. I think you’d like that. You’ll be lounging on that bed like the goddess you are, and I’ll be here, staring at you hungrily.”
God, he’s good. Holly licked her lips and swallowed.
“Go on,” he said huskily. “Get on the bed.”
“Chase…”
“I want to see you on that bed.”
Holy nudged off her indoor slippers and climbed on the bed, keeping her eyes on Chase. She reclined against the pillows and tried to relax. Perhaps this was okay after all. If he wanted to play this way, she should indulge him.
A cautious smile found its way to her lips. “I have to admit, you look good in there.”
Her gaze slid down his abs and how his jeans rode low on his hips. He was perfect. Leaning his forearms against the bars, he looked the very thing she had always secretly wanted.
“And you look good over there,” he rumbled.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Be my Mistress. Toy with me, as if I was your pet.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
Holly removed the clips and pins from her hair and shook it down. She combed her fingers through her hair, enjoying Chase’s gaze on her. He growled.
“Good. Go ahead and tease me, Mistress.”
“You like being teased?”
“Yeah, but this time, I want more than just a tease. I want payoff.”
“Oh. You’re a demanding pet, aren’t you?”
“You like it, don’t you?” He paced in his cage, his intense gaze fixed on her. “You didn’t try to turn me meek and quiet during my training.”
“That’s true.” Holly unbuttoned her black jacket and tossed it aside. She played with a button of her white blouse. “I like the beast in you.”
“So I’m gonna get what I want.”
“Mm. Only when I deem it appropriate.”
“Cruel Mistress.” He clasped the bars. “I want my hands on you.”
Holly grinned. “Where exactly do you want them? Under my shirt?” She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, offering him a view of her smooth belly and the black lace bra. She caressed her breasts, giving in to the pleasure. Her nipples turned hard against the rough fabric.
“Yeah, under your shirt,” he growled. “In other places, too.”
“Like here, for instance?” She tilted her head back and caressed her neck.
“I want to kiss you there.”
“Mm. Good. What about here?” She rubbed her hips and her belly. Imagining Chase’s hands roaming over her made her blood run hot.
“Yeah,” he said, his deep voice tense. “And lower.”
“Lower? You mean here?” Holly slipped a hand down the front of her skirt and into her panties. She moaned as her palm pressed against her mound. She was wet between her legs and she rubbed herself, her cheeks turning flushed.
“Take it off,” Chase growled. “I want to see.”
“Mm. I don’t think so.”
Chase rattled the bars. “Take it off.”
Her heart throbbed with wicked pleasure. She loved driving him crazy, having such power over him. She pulled her hand out of her panties and cupped her breasts again. Chase huffed and growled in the cage.
“Take the bra off.”
“No, I think I’m going to keep it on,” she said lightly.
She caressed herself, her movements slow and sensuous, enjoying her increasing arousal and Chase’s increasing frustration. She arched her back and wiggled her hips. After giving her breasts thorough attention her hand plunged into her panties again. Her breathing turned into panting as she drove herself higher and higher.
Before she reached a climax, she realized she hadn’t heard anything from Chase for a few minutes. She cast a look at him and saw him stroking his bulging crotch while watching her. Holly pulled her hand out of her panties.
“Stop that,” she ordered. “Hands off your cock.”
Chase obeyed. He clasped the bars again, his gaze dark and feverish. Holly jumped up from the bed. She strode over to him, slid her hand through the bars and roughly cupped the front of his pants, causing him to grunt with surprise.
“This is mine,” she declared huskily. “You don’t play with my property.”
The flash in his eyes told her he liked that. His cock was rock hard against her palm. She slid her other hand up to grab the back of his neck and brought his mouth down on hers. He let out a satisfied rumble as she kissed him.
“I want you out of the cage,” she said as she broke away. “Now.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he rasped out. He reached out of the cage to put his thumb on the keypad. It flashed green and the door opened. “What else do you want?”
Good question. What do I want? He’s all mine to play with…
Holly backed up to the bed and sat down on the edge. Despite the voice of impatience inside her urging her to simply tear his clothes off and throw him on the bed, she leaned back against her hands and gave him a slow, deliberate look up and down. “I want you to take your clothes off.”
Chase grinned and kicked off his shoes. His hands went to the front of his pants. Holly watched as he wrenched them open, a flash of heat going through her at his rough movements. He dropped the pants and kicked them aside. His cock stood long and hard, its head glistening wet. His tense muscles bulged and his broad shoulders rose and fell with his breathing.
That’s for me, Holly thought, heady glee pulsing inside her. That’s what I’m doing to him.
“And then?” he demanded, stepping closer.
She leaned back and wiggled her foot suggestively. “Take off my socks.”
Chase dropped on his knees before her and grabbed her left foot.
“Wait,” she said in a forbidding tone. “Bad pet.”
Chase froze and snapped his gaze to her.
“Show respect when undressing your Mistress,” she explained, nudging her foot free from his grip.
A glaze of increased arousal appeared in his eyes. “Of course, Mistress.”
Gently, he took her left foot in his hands and removed her thin, black sock. Then he carefully picked up her right foot and did the same.
Holly smiled down at him. “Good pet. Now, my panties.”
Chase’s breathing turned hoarse from excitement. His big hands slid up her legs and thighs, going under her skirt. Holly lifted her butt just slightly to ease his task. He hooked his fingers in her panties at the hips and pulled them down her legs. Her heart leaped when he kissed them reverently before putting them aside.
“Very good,” she purred, hot ple
asure dancing inside her. “And now my skirt.”
Chase shifted closer. He opened the zipper on her right hip and pulled the skirt down her legs. She was pleased how respectfully he behaved, despite his arousal. Holly kicked the skirt aside, freeing her ankles from it. She was now only wearing her bra and a blouse that was open at the front. Chase’s eyes were almost on level with her pussy and he was staring at it, his nostrils flared and his breath coming hard. Holly grinned and parted her legs for him, inviting him closer.
“You said you wanted to kiss me,” she said, tracing his jaw with her fingertips. “I want you to show me what your mouth can do.”
He swallowed hard, not taking his eyes off her pussy, as if barely able to hold himself back. “Respectfully, or—?”
“Any way you like, pet, as long as you make it good.”
Chase let out an excited growl from his throat and dove between her thighs. Holly could only gasp as his mouth descended on her, hot and eager. His large hands roamed over her hips and thighs, his fingers digging into her ass, and Holly found herself melting into the sensations. His tongue felt deliciously big and rough as he licked between her folds.
She dropped her head back and closed her eyes. “Yes! Oh, yes, yes, yes that’s so good…”
“Good” was an understatement, but her reeling mind failed to grasp the right word.
Heaven.
Chase burying his face between her legs was better than all her hot alien-fantasies put together. His mouth enclosed her pussy with ease, the stubble on his jaw scratching the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs. He let out savage grunts of pleasure as he licked and sucked. Curiously, she could tell from his lack of technique that he probably hadn’t done this often, but what he was missing in terms of experience he made up tenfold in sheer masculine enthusiasm. He sucked her entire pussy into his mouth. He explored every part of it. His raw passion and his greedily lapping tongue drove her out of her mind.
My savage beast. My incredible male.
She gasped whenever his roving tongue flicked her clit.
“Mm, yes! Use…use your fingers, too,” she instructed breathlessly, barely in her senses.
He growled. One of his hands ceased to grip her ass and next she felt him sliding two thick fingers inside.
Oh god.
She was so wet her pussy seemed to suck them in and she cried out, her back arching, pushing her pelvis against his mouth. Chase rumbled and kept working her pussy. His fingers felt thick and rough inside her, adding to the stimulation.
“Chase! Oh!”
The pleasure was building quickly and intensely, catching her unaware. Holly clutched the bed covering in her hands, her gasps and moans turning into breathless cries.
Damn, he’s good. Oh, he’s so good…
And then she saw stars. She screamed his name as the climax hit, her body pulsing around his fingers. Chase pulled back to watch her, his chest heaving, his eyes burning with lust and astonishment.
“You just came on my fingers. You’re fucking amazing.”
Holly gasped for breath as her orgasm subsided, her cheeks flushed. She gave him an ecstatic smile. Then she dropped flat on her back on the bed and lifted a leg on his shoulder.
“Do it again,” she demanded huskily. “Make me come again.”
He chuckled darkly. “Fuck, yes.”
He put his mouth on her and curled his fingers inside her. Holly cried out. She grasped his head with one hand to press his face harder between her legs. The other hand she brought to her mouth to bite on her fist.
“Mmh, Chase…”
He let out a satisfied rumble and sucked on her clit. Holly screamed and shuddered as she came again, her muscles clenching so taut it almost hurt. She went limp. Her heart raced. She was exhausted and dizzy, warmth coursing through every part of her body.
That was…incredible.
She wanted to collapse, but she knew it was Chase’s turn. He wanted payoff and he deserved every bit of pleasure she could give him. She squirmed higher on the bed so they could both lay down comfortably and wiggled out of her disheveled blouse and bra. He crawled over her and kissed her passionately. A rush of lust set her on fire when she felt his erection press against her belly. She wanted to tumble him on his back and climb on top, but because of the wounds on his back, she decided against it. She twined her arms around his neck, pulling him down on her.
“Come here.”
“You’re so beautiful,” he rumbled.
While parting her thighs and lowering himself on top of her, he kissed her again, but this time a yearning seemed to join his lust. Holly noticed his breathing was fast and hoarse, his large, strong hands trembling as they caressed her.
“What is it?” she asked as she broke the kiss. “Nervous?”
“Mistress, you have no idea,” he chuckled. He fixed his gaze on her, his golden eyes burning with desire. “This is like getting to fuck a goddess.”
Holly’s heart glowed. He was so big and powerful, and yet mindful of his strength, making her feel safe and cherished. She wiggled in his arms. “This goddess wants you inside her.”
Emotions flickered on his face, adoration mixed with passion. He lined up his cock to her entrance and pushed inside, letting out a deep growl, his white teeth bared.
“Oh fuck, that’s good.”
Holly moaned. His size sharply stretched her, but she loved every inch of it, letting the pain turn into immense pleasure. How long had it been since she last had sex? Too long. And she had never before had sex with a hybrid. She didn’t even know what to expect. His long cock seemed to fit inside her in a perfect angle, pressing at and reaching unfamiliar places. Amazing…and then he began to move.
The magnitude of his size and actions caused Holly to cry out, and Chase halted, worried he had hurt her. But she wrapped her legs around his waist and panted with impatience.
“No, no. Don’t stop!”
He began to thrust again, and she lost herself in the sensation of him moving inside her. He glided in and out of her, spreading a wave of heat inside with every thrust. Mine, she thought, a heady sense of possessive power rushing through her. Mine. All mine.
Chase increased his pace, snarling and panting. “Fuck…fuck!”
His body stiffened into solid muscle and he came with a roar. Simultaneously, Holly gasped and threw her head back as she was swept away by a third climax, so deep and intense she couldn’t even scream. Her muscles simply tightened and she arched into him, lost in bliss. As their joint release faded, he slumped on top of her, heaving enormous breaths.
Holly returned to her senses slowly, her heartrate finally slowing down to normal. Her entire body ached in the sweetest possible way. She was too exhausted to move, enjoying Chase’s warm weight on top of her, his cock still inside her. Their gazes met, and Holly discovered she couldn’t speak. She opened her mouth to praise him, but no words came out. Chase seemed beyond words, too, only gazing at her with such open intensity in his eyes she thought she could see directly into his heart.
Incredible.
The depth of gratitude and devotion he wordlessly communicated took her breath away. He pulled out and rolled off to lie on the bed next to her. A second later, his arms came around her and he pulled her close.
Chapter 11
Lying in Holly’s sunny bedroom among the tangle of dark sheets that smelled of her perfume, Chase’s world was perfect. He had found the perfect woman. He had his arms around a beautiful female who cared about him and desired him. Her naked body felt so soft and graceful against his, her skin smooth, like warm silk. He ran his fingers over it in wonder. And she could be just as wicked and possessive as he had dreamed. The sex they had just experienced confirmed it. Coming to Silenia was the best decision he made in his life.
Chapter 12
Holly woke up, the length of Chase’s muscular body against her back and his big arm around her. She frowned, raised her head and pushed her fingers through her hair.
Whoa,
I fell asleep?
She checked her wristband for the time and discovered it was one o’clock in the afternoon. Sleeping had been troublesome for the past ten years and she never napped, but now she had fallen asleep without noticing. She felt warm and comfortable, Chase’s calm breath in her hair. A smile curved her lips as she remembered what they had done. She still couldn’t find the words to describe it, even to herself.
Magical?
She relaxed and admired Chase’s arm hanging over her waist. Cords of muscle under bronze, masculine skin. He had broad, strong hands with thick fingers. The veins stood out on the back of his hands, as well as on his forearms. She took his hand in hers and noticed for the first time that the skin on his palms didn’t feel like human skin. It looked normal, but it was stiffer and strangely ridged, resembling Lizardian skin. She found the effect pleasant.
A warm blush rose on her cheeks as she remembered how his fingers had felt inside her.
Chase was still sleeping and she didn’t want to wake him. She slipped out of bed and put on her black silk bathrobe. She noticed he was lying diagonally on her bed, his big frame taking up almost all the space. His body was curled as if to protect the spot where she had been lying a moment earlier. The sight of him made her heart ache.
If only…
Holly strode to the VR monitor in her office. She went through all her finances and did every possible equation, but it didn’t help. Her current account balance was nowhere near large enough. Her job paid well, but for ten years she had spent her extra money on all kinds of secret sabotage projects to protect the pets. Thankfully, Director Stone didn’t know about her situation. He wouldn’t have allowed her to take Chase with her if he suspected she couldn’t pay for him.
Now, she applied for bank loans, but she wasn’t surprised when the bank portals rejected her login attempts. She had seen this coming. She stared at the screen, a hollow dread in the pit of her stomach. They had not only fired her, they had put a mark on her record. She was considered a troublemaker. Banks wouldn’t give her loans, and finding a new job would be difficult. She wouldn’t even be able to sell her apartment.