“You’re a little far away to do anything about it,” she said.
“That’s why you have to come here,” I told her. “No one would ever break into my home.”
“No onewould?” My perceptive little pinup tilted her head, eyes shrewdly narrowed. “They could, but they wouldn’t?”
“It would be very difficult,” I said. “But even if I lived in the least defensible shack on the Eissoi coast, no one would dare.”
“I take it you’re somebody important, then,” she mused.
“I’m someone of consequence,” I said.
Several clicks of silence followed as I debated how much to tell her about myself. If I convinced her to come here and be my mate, she would learn quickly what a dangerous life I led. If I told her now, would she end our call and refuse my messages? Probably.
“What do you do for work?” she asked.
The corner of my mouth tugged upward. “My family is the first name in imports and exports in Eissoi. I’m in charge of personnel.”
“Yiri,” Cora said my name slowly, my cock filling with blood at the sweet sound of it in her accented voice. “You don’t strike me as an HR guy.”
I paused for the translation and inhaled a little more sellah. “Mm. Yes. You’re the only human resource I’m interested in,” I agreed. “But I have very effective methods of managing the daernir who work for us.”
She laughed nervously. “That sounds like something a mobster would say.”
Again, I waited a click for the translation, and when it came, I didn’t break our eye contact. Instead, I waved my sellah cartridge and pressed the button again.
“Do you have any vices, Cora?”
Her lips parted, and she drew in a breath. “Um. Vices?”
I waited, sure that her answer would be better if I didn’t give her any further guidance.
“I…” Biting that juicy bottom lip again, she buried her face in her blankets for a moment before she looked back at me and held my gaze. “Right now, you feel like a vice. Does that count?”
Fixated on her mouth, I shifted. If I were alone, unobserved at that moment, I would have had my hand down my pants, squeezing my cock. With Cora’s eyes on me, the temptation was almost too great to weather.
Slow down, Tiger.
“Oh, I definitely count as a vice, Cora.”
Her eyes brightened. “It’s so strange to hear you say my name. To pick it out of your other words and understand it.”
“Say mine again,” I said, the sellah starting to settle into my head. I gestured for the nexus mod to start a rec, and a click later, I was glad I did.
“Yes, sir,” she said. “Yiri.”
I grunted. She’d said that before.Yes, sir. Something I heard from my soldiers all the time, but never from a female.
“Cora, beautiful,” I said, heavy-lidded as I sank into the sellah’s hold, “those words are my newest vice.”
“You mean, yes, sir?”
I inclined my head slowly.
“Of course you like that,” she said. “You’re obviously a dom.”
A lengthy translation with a great deal of possible nuance filled my head, all of it making my cock stand and tent my pants. I did a quick check to make sure that wasn’t in her field of view.It wasn’t, but there wasn’t much room to move without risking it.
“That’s how you see me?” I asked. The concept wasn’t new to me. I’d seen enough human porn recs, and interacted with other less compatible species off world that engaged in that sort of sexual power play behavior. But among daernir, it was taboo. Heretical, even. Females expected reverence. Addressing a male with an honorific above their own was unheard of, and a female submitting to a male during intercourse simply wasn’t done. Most males were satisfied simply to be invited to a female’s bed.
