Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
The truth is, I am happy she is here. Not that she almost got herself killed, but that she cared enough about me to follow me. In a sense, I am punishing her for loyalty. Dammit, this woman manages to make my thoughts twist like crazy.
“You are too important to be wasted on a stupid death like this,” I lecture her. I am not going to soften right now. I am going to ensure that she learns a lesson today, even if I’m not entirely sure what lesson I’m trying to teach.
“I just wanted to help you!”
“I don’t need your help!” I thunder at her. “I need your obedience.”
“Well, you’re not going to get it,” she sobs, wiping her nose on the back of her sleeve. “I’m never going to leave you to just maybe die alone. I don’t care how much you beat me. I don’t care. I don’t care!”
Her defiance is remarkable. She is small and she is weak. She cannot help that. It is how she was made. I could easily beat her into submission if I wanted to. She knows it. Maybe she thinks I am trying to do that.
I haven’t even begun to command her submission.
“You better start caring,” I warn her.
“Or what? You’ll whip me? I don’t care. You don’t know how often and how badly I’ve been hurt,” she says. “You don’t know what happened to me before I was on this stupid planet, or that stupid ship. You think I’m nothing more than a cleaning lady. Well, I’m a cleaning lady and a lot more.”
I feel my arousal growing with every word she throws at me.
My anger at seeing her here, and realizing that meant she did not hesitate to disobey me, has begun to break down into its composite parts. Mostly, there is fear for her safety. I have been the alpha of the saurian underworld for a very long time, and though I would say there are those who are loyal to me — none of them followed me aboard the human’s ship. She did.
She would give her life for me, and I have given her practically nothing.
Even when punished for her disobedience, she is not ready to abandon me.
I do not know what to do with her. This small, strong, brave little human of mine, who is so disobedient, and so willful.
There is only one thing to do.
I pick her up, and I kiss her.
Deeply. Passionately.
“You are a very bad girl,” I growl when the kiss is broken. “A very, very insolent, disobedient little human brat, and your disobedience is going to be punished.”
She looks at me with more than a little confusion. “I can’t tell if you’re mad at me or not.”
“I am mad at you,” I say, holding her under her sore butt. “I am not pleased with your disobedience. And I am absolutely going to discipline you for it. But I also love you more than I knew I was capable of loving anyone or anything. Remember that when I am punishing you.”
I smack her ass her while I am holding her against my body, making her writhe against my cock, which is hard as it has ever been underneath my pants.
Now that the initial shock has worn off, there’s something about surviving death that makes me want to fuck her long and hard and fill her up with my seed.
“Ow!” she gasps in my ear, her little sounds of pain making me throb.
I know exactly what to do with her. I know exactly how to teach her a lesson, too. I let her know what I have decided to do with her, every word making her blush more intensely than the word before it.
“You are going to suck my cock, and I am going to fuck your human pussy, and I am going to fuck your ass. There is not a hole of yours that will be spared my cock. You will serve me like an owned thing, because that is what you are — mine.”
Allie writhes against me as I keep spanking her, alternately rubbing between her legs, knowing how wet she will be getting beneath this fabric. Her hips jerk back and forth, grinding that little clit of hers against me.
I free my cock and let her feel it. She is wearing a dress, which is the perfect garment for a woman like her, one who does not wear underwear very often. Her skirt has already ridden up out of the way by merit of the way she is squirming against me, and now my cock is pressed against her bare sex.
I have always been careful with her. I want to pull her pussy straight down on my dick. I want to make her cry out in pain. I want her to be sore, and sorry, and I want the very notion of disobeying me to be something she will never, ever consider again.