Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 126848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 634(@200wpm)___ 507(@250wpm)___ 423(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 634(@200wpm)___ 507(@250wpm)___ 423(@300wpm)
I’ll do it in a minute, Iyanna thought, rolling over on her side. It had been a long day and her eyelids were heavy. She would just take a little nap and then she’d wake up and finish the job, she promised herself.
So thinking, she dropped off to sleep with one of the leaves still clutched in her hands.
FIFTEEN
Dra’vik woke in the middle of the night. Sitting up in his sleeping platform, he rubbed his eyes—he couldn’t believe what he’d just seen! He couldn’t believe the little female’s boldness!
Had she actually used the voice coin he’d sent to pleasure herself? Yes, she really had—pressing the silver disk to the underside of the leaf that she was rubbing against the slick folds of her inner pussy. Apparently the vibrations the coin produced were pleasurable to her soft little cunt.
He’d thought the dream last night was hot—watching her getting fucked by the male pods of the pleasure blooms had been intensely erotic. But it was nothing to watching her moan and rub her pussy while she obviously knew he was watching her.
Was she taunting him in some way, he wondered? She was too bold for her own good! Watching her moan and writhe in the middle of the sleeping platform as she came for him was almost more than he could bear.
He had half a mind to go to her suite right now, put her on her hands and knees, and thrust his shaft deep in her soft little pussy. She still had enough of the pleasure pods secretions and the compounds of his own saliva to help her open for him, despite their size difference. He could just imagine his thick shaft entering her, spreading her hot little slit to the limit as she moaned and writhed under him until his Bonding Knot swelled in her honey mouth, tying the two of them together as he bred her over and over…
But what about your Breeding Barb? whispered a voice in his brain. Is she ready to suddenly find herself pregnant—her belly swelling with your baby the moment you bond her to you?
Dra’vik had no idea about that, which cooled the fire in his blood somewhat. He would never bond an unwilling female to him and any female he chose would have to be willing to subject herself to his Breeding Barb and find herself immediately pregnant with his child. There was no coming back from that, so any female he chose would have to be really certain she wanted both a lifetime commitment and immediate motherhood.
Besides, you’re assuming she’d want you if she saw you standing there outside her door, the little voice whispered. You know she wouldn’t—she’d be frightened half to death if she saw you in the light. Better to keep your distance, Dra’vik.
Which was true, but he couldn’t help remembering the way she’d arched her back and moaned, the way she’d called out that she was his “good girl” as she came for him, teasing him even though he’d asked her to stay out of his dreams!
Well, it didn’t matter now, he reminded himself. Because he was never going to see her again.
He had no idea how very, very wrong he was.
SIXTEEN
“Ah, Dr. Washington—thank you so much for coming.” Chief Commander Rarev nodded her inside his office, gesturing courteously to a chair across from the desk which appeared to have been grown out of a smooth-grained wooden plant in the center of the room.
“Of course.” Iyanna sat down, noticing that there was another chair beside her own, though it was considerably larger, as though made to hold a much bigger person than herself. Was someone else coming to the meeting? If so, who?
She had a lot of questions and she just hoped she could hold still and concentrate on whatever it was the Monstrum commander had to say because her pussy was still swollen from the effects of the pleasure blooms’ secretions.
That was because despite using the damp leaves that the mysterious Drake had sent her before bed, during the night some of the male pleasure blooms that she had inadvertently planted in her mattress the night before, had apparently found her.
Iyanna hadn’t even noticed it happening. She had a vague memory of taking off her robe, dimming the glow blossoms, and slipping under the green coverlet. Shortly after that, she had fallen back asleep—this time sprawled on her back.
She almost always slept on her side, except when she was really tired. But sleeping on her back had never produced such disastrous results before. When she woke up and pulled back the coverlet, she’d found dozens of spent male pleasure pods lying limply between her legs.
“What in the world?” she had murmured as she looked at the thin blue ribbons—all that was left of the spent pods. And then she’d realized that she felt incredibly wet and slippery between her thighs and remembered that she’d had erotic dreams the night before—dreams that a huge stranger with burning yellow-gold eyes was stroking her pussy gently and putting his fingers deep inside her to fingerfuck her…