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That would spoil the meat.

A blow to the head was out of the question as well. Again, Ravnar’s strength would likely kill the animal immediately.

He needed to find some place on the creature’s body where he could punish it without doing any actual damage. He didn’t want to accidentally break any bones or bruise the muscles. He needed to find a part of the animal with enough of a protective layer of fat to withstand his blows.

But the bedraggled little thing was so damn skinny. It looked like it hadn’t eaten in days.

There was, however, one region of the animal’s body that could serve Ravnar’s purpose

The backside.

The critter hardly had a meaty rump on it, but it would have to do. Ravnar curled his fingers beneath the collar on the animal’s neck and pulled it across his lap so that its naked rear was bent and exposed over his thigh.

The creature yelped and barked.

Those cries of distress sounded as if they could be words, but Ravnar figured he must be imagining things. This was not some sentient being like himself. It was an animal. An escaped nith pet that had gotten lost in the woods.

And now Ravnar was going to show this animal who was in charge.

He raised his hand high, preparing to strike…

CHAPTER 5

…and brought it down open-handed on Alyx’s bare bottom. Her body jolted under the impact, which left a tingling hand print on her punished ass cheek. The sharp smack of skin on skin rang through the forest, chased by the high-pitched yelp that came from Alyx’s mouth.

“No!” she cried out. “Stop it! Stop—“

The brute’s hand fell again, even harder this time, stinging her buttocks and sending a shock wave through her entire body. Heat surged into Alyx’s face. Tears of rage and shame sprang into her eyes.

The alien was spanking her, and he was spanking her hard.

“Oh no…”

Again the monster struck her, and again. Alyx squirmed in the giant’s lap, struggling to get away, but a heavy, muscled arm clamped over her torso, holding her in place. Alyx wasn’t going anywhere.

“Please,” she sobbed. “Please, I’m sorry I bit you. I didn’t mean to…”

That was a lie, of course. Obviously she had meant to bite him. It had been her only means of defense at the time.

She had woken up from her faint to find herself hanging upside down with an uninvited face buried between her thighs. And besides that, the creature had bitten her first. His hard teeth had nipped her exposed clitoris, sending a lightning bolt of pain zapping straight into her core.

So yes, she had absolutely meant to bite this motherfucker, even if she was lying about it now.

Not that lying did her any good. This thing, this feral space troll, couldn’t understand a word she was saying. For all Alyx knew, it couldn’t speak any language at all. But it had clothing—primitive though it may be—and it used tools and traps. That meant it was more than just a stupid animal at least.

And now it was making noise above her—grunting and growling menacingly. But Alyx was pretty sure there were syllables in there. In fact, it almost sounded like this thing was speaking nith.

That might be a good sign. If this thing could speak, then perhaps Alyx could reason with it. She just needed to figure out a way to communicate.

For now, however, the monster wasn’t interested in communicating. He was interested in one thing, and one thing only.

Spanking.

His palm came down again and again, striking Alyx’s butt with a steady cadence. The rough impacts seemed to rattle her teeth and loosen her joints. Soon the flesh of her insulted behind was fiery with pain.

Alyx shouted. She begged for mercy and sobbed in shame.

And then, unexpectedly, another sound escaped her trembling lips.