“You wish for me to be the dominant?” I asked. It was a first for me, however the idea was appealing. To see her apprehension mix with growing curiosity, then my cock altering her expression to bliss…
Gripping the base, there was no way I could resist stroking it from root to tip. A pearly gleam of seed oozed from the slit. I caught it with my thumb.
“I need your help,” she said.
“I know,” I agreed. “I will help you. Your pleasure is my–”
“Not with that. Although…”
“Although?” I prodded. Reaching out slowly and carefully, I returned my now seed-soaked thumb to her mouth and spread the liquid over her plush lower lip.
Her eyes fell closed and she whimpered.
Rushing footsteps pounded down the hallway outside my office. Her eyes shot open and she startled, retreating back beneath my desk.
Whoever was coming this way was in a hurry.
Two guards came to a halt outside my door. I wheeled my chair forward to hide my cock from their view. Servicing a female, anytime and anywhere, was not uncommon, but perhaps not at my desk.
“Sir. You sent for us?” Faolan and Peadair stumbled into my office. The first stood at attention. He was a good soldier. The second moved as if intending to sit in one of the chairs across from my desk. I caught his gaze and shook my head. He froze, then moved to stand next to Faolan.
“What, exactly, is going on? What triggered the alarm?” I asked, adding authority to my tone.
“General, there was a breach in the transporter bay. A female arrived unscheduled and without an assigned escort.”
I flicked my eyes down for a moment, past my bare cock to see the female’s panicked gaze pinned to mine. I didn’t know why she was concerned about transporting. Females in high positions–government and commerce–traveled frequently.
“Did any of the warning systems detect weapons or illicit or illegal substances entering with this breach?”
“No, sir.” Faolan shook his head.
“Then why the fuck did you fire your weapon? Why is there a gigantic hole in the corridor wall?” I’d walked through shattered crystal on my way to my office. “And why did I just receive a report of damage to the transport control systems? I have to call in a tech team to fix it. They’ll be lucky to have it operational forour transport window tomorrow.” These idiots hadn’t just fired their weapons once. They’d wrecked the entire area.
Faolan looked straight ahead without responding. Which meant he wasn’t the one who’d discharged his weapon.
“Faolan, did you open fire?”
“No, General.”
I turned to the other idiot, ready to punch the smug look off his face. “Peadair, why did you open fire on an unarmed female?”
“I was following orders, General.” Peadair’s gaze met mine. Held. He was under the mistaken assumption that whatever he’d done was authorized.
“You shot at an Insuri female without cause?” I asked, my voice booming with the command I’d earned. Why would he fire upon this female? Even from the briefest glimpses of her, I knew instantly she was not a danger. I had no idea whose orders he was following. Not mine. If anyone at this facility issued that order, they were gone. I’d send them to the far reaches of the planet, to the smallest outpost I could find.
A small, feminine hand on my leg had my muscle flexing. What the fuck was this female doing? Was she still playing her game? Was she afraid? Or was she simply trying to distract me?
Both soldiers shifted uncomfortably. With their mid-level ranks indicated on their epaulets, they should know better.
“I have shoot-to-kill orders,” the brash one said.
“From whom?” I questioned with a frown. “Not me.”
“Queen Alienor.”
Of course, he did.
The mystery female’s hand slid higher, as if learning my thigh and distracting me. Then it moved higher still toward my–
