Page 18 of Captive Pet


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My involvement in the Association had taken me away from the space station where I’d spent my childhood. As often as I could, I deposited credits in their account, but it had been some time now since I’d been able to do that.

“I need to find work so that I can help them to make ends meet. My youngest sister is only six and I want to ensure that no one else in my family has to do what I do to pay the rent and keep food on the table,” I explained.

Talking to him felt good. It was as though a weight had been taken off of my shoulders and I felt much better now because of it.

“Was your last ship a part of the Association?” he asked, his brow furrowing with concern and I shook my head.

“No, it was more my cover for the retrieval of a certain document from a rival organizations base. Since the ship got impounded though, I haven’t been able to get in contact with my handler and I’m sure he’ll be displeased with the delay in my progress,” I replied.

Bane’s jawline tensed and I pressed my lips together nervously, instantly sensing the change in his demeanor.

“You aren’t going to be in contact with him either. You’re going to stay here with me. I’ll train you in my work and I’ll pay you so that you can send money home to your family. There will be no more Association for you,” he said firmly, and I just stared back at him in disbelief.

“You can’t decide that for me. People can’t just leave the Association just because they want to,” I replied.

“You will,” he responded, his tone incredibly dark. Dangerous.

I turned away, taking another bite of my garlic bread.

“Enough about me,” I retorted, desperate to change the subject. “You’re Raizor. What brought an alien like you out here to Dryac?” I asked.

“This has been my home for a very long time,” he answered vaguely. He didn’t offer anything else.

I scoffed and took another bite of my meal. Well, this wasn’t going anywhere.

“You’ll learn everything you’ll need to know tomorrow, my little feisty human,” he said softly, and I lifted my eyes to meet his once more. “You know, you look really sexy sitting there in just a towel,” he observed, and I shivered at his words.

He sat back, his eyes searching mine.

“Take the towel off,” he commanded then and a thrill of excitement poured over me. For a moment, I contemplated disobeying him. I wanted to at first, but the more I thought about, the more I realized that wasn’t exactly what I wanted. I’d disobeyed him many times already and I was no worse for wear because of it, except maybe a little sore and very well satisfied. Even now, my pussy clenched tightly as I thought about howhe’d whipped my backside with his belt and then made me come with his cock deep in my darkest hole. With a shiver, I chewed my bottom lip and he just held my gaze as he waited for me to obey him. It was then I realized that I would.

I whimpered quietly before I stood from my chair and obediently draped the towel across the back of the chair. Standing naked before him, my nipples pebbled into tight little peaks and I shifted from one foot to the other, feeling my slickened thighs slide against each other. I gasped, both excited and ashamed of how quickly he could arouse me with nothing but a simple command.

For a moment, his expression flickered with pride and his own pleasure. Then he met my gaze once more, cool and confident and everything that Bane was.

He stood up from his chair and strode over purposefully to me, his towel still taut around his waist. He walked around me and approached me from behind, making me shiver from the dark promise in his movements.

I stood there bare before him, feeling more than aware of my nakedness with every breath. He reached for me then, brushing his fingers along my shoulder and pushed my wet hair to one side. He leaned over me, weaving his arms around my body, his fingers just brushing against my belly and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. One of his hands settled on my breast and tenderly played at my nipple while the other stilled on my throat. I drew in a heated breath, shivering with arousal at his touch.

His palm squeezed around my throat, just tight enough to remind me that he was in charge but not enough to limit the breath rushing out of my lips.

I squirmed in his grasp, arching my back and pressing my ass up against the hard shaft of his cock.

“Naughty little human. Keep teasing me like that and you’re going to end up getting fucked,” he threatened, and I felt my thighs quiver with need at his words.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I replied, my challenge clear in my voice. He chuckled and his hold around my chest tightened.

His arms wound around me and he lifted me from the floor, throwing me cleanly over his shoulder in a single, smooth motion. I squeaked with surprise, my naked ass high in the air and my face down by his hips. I kicked, trying to get away but I knew it wasn’t going to do any good.

His palm cracked hard against my ass, once and then twice in the same spot and I cried out. My pussy clenched tightly and then his fingers ventured between my legs, discovering my wetness for himself.

“Well, well. It appears as though you like it when I spank you, naughty little human,” he said, and I moaned quietly in response as his fingers slid against my clit. The pad of his finger circled my needy bud and I struggled to remain still atop his shoulder.

I didn’t want it to stop.

Eventually, his hand retreated from between my legs and I whined with disappointment.

“Oh, hush. By the time I’m through with you tonight, you’re going to beg me to stop, that you can’t handle any more pleasure, but it isn’t up to you. Your orgasms are mine and I’m going to give you as many as I want to,” he threatened.