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“Eight! I will not betray Prince Zander’s trust”

The next one he laid just beneath her buttocks on the backs of her thighs, and her screech and shouted count rang with anger “One ain, so long as you keep your masters happy” He laid the

last welt, hardly hearing her refrain as he spoke over her to release the voice-activated bonds

He tossed a soft blanket around her and scooped her into his ar area of two hoverchairs nested together Her little body trembled, and she hid her face in his neck, but he did not sile, so vecking sweet

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She’d drifted to sleep—not for long, at least she didn’t think so She still lay cradled in Seke’s ar circles over her back Her ass throbbed and burned, but desire also thrummed in her, hot and insistent, as if the pain had been simply foreplay

What about Seke’s punish desires in her, rier than she’d ever been in her life She shifted, squeezing her legs together in an effort to alleviate the ache there

“You’re awake” Seke’s lips were close to her ear, his breath war

She shifted on his lap and winced

He picked her up as if she weighed nothing and adjusted her so her spread legs hooked over the tops of his knees and her bottoe, hard cock flexed against her sacrum

“I smell your arousal, little human,” he murmured in her ear

She tensed, shocked to hear her personal secretions were so evident Zandians had to have a finer sense of smell than humans

“Why are hu up from beside the hover chair

She spluttered “We’re not! At least, I’ve never heard that before…” Where to take her protest? She couldn’t deny her own reaction to his punishiven with humans and discipline

Seke remained silent