Kept by the Zandian Read online Renee Rose, Rebel West (Zandian Brides #5)

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Zandian Brides Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 58483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
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“Because I ate with Bayla and Mirelle, this planet rotation.”

“What did you talk about with them?” He’s acting nonchalant.

“Human stuff, I guess. Where we came from. Bonding.”

“Hmm. Anything else?” He’s rolling up his left sleeve now.

I’m mesmerized by his strong forearm as it comes into view. “Oh, I don’t remember. Just random things.”

“Random things. But certainly not what you did on Fonquin?” He makes one last fold of the fabric and flexes. His muscle ripples and my nipples harden.

Oops.

“Ah. You did ask me not to talk about that.” I wind a curl around my finger and let it bounce back.

“Oh, little human, I didn’t ask. I told you.” He rolls up his other sleeve. “Isn’t that right?” He steps closer to me, predatory.

“Maybe. I guess that’s right.” I take a step back, my heart starting to race.

“Your guesswork is weak for one who has such an aptitude for deception.”

“Everyone has an off planet rotation.” I swallow.

“Perhaps that’s true. In fact, this planet rotation your panties are going to have an off planet rotation.” He snaps his fingers. “Take them off and bend over the hoverdisk.”

I squeak and put my hand to my mouth. “Drayk!”

“The correct response”—he goes to a cabinet to fetch something—“is Yes, Master, right away.”

“I need time to learn these new customs,” I argue, continuing to back up. What is he getting?

“You will learn a certain custom right now,” he agrees. “I will help, as it is my job.” He glances over his shoulder. “Take off your clothes, Taisha. All of them.”

* * *

Drayk

I shouldn’t be excited about the prospect of punishing my little human. It should be punishment. Serious. Stern.

But my cock didn’t get the message. All I can think about is baring her.

Completely.

Seeing all of her naked.

Veck, I can’t wait to slap that ripe flesh.

Pound into…

No. I’m not supposed to do that.

And yet Dr. Daneth said punishment without satisfying the resulting need would be cruel.

And I would rather cut off my own balls than be cruel to my beautiful female.

No, not mine.

She isn’t mine for the keeping. I can’t mate.

And that’s where my thoughts get derailed by lust again. I turn around and growl at what I see.

Taisha’s stripped off her clothing. She stands demurely before me. Demurely except for the fingers curled between her legs.

“Don’t touch,” I snap. It comes out way more harshly than I intend.

Her eyes widen and she yanks her hand away.

“Do you think you deserve pleasure after disobeying me?”

She moistens her lips with her tongue and my cock surges against my breeches. “Um… no, Master.”

I take a step closer. “No. Certainly not before your punishment.”

Her tongue darts out of her mouth again. I want to thrust my cock between those lips so badly I nearly groan aloud.

“And if you receive pleasure afterward, it will be at my discretion. Won’t it, beautiful?”

I haven’t called her by a pet name before, and I hear the little catch in her breath at the endearment. Well, how can I not use it? She is beautiful.

Exquisite, actually. Her dark skin glows with health, her full breasts beckon. The nipples are darker brown, steepled. Ripe for the sucking.

“Yes, Master,” she murmurs, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

My cock throbs and it’s all I can do not to throw her down on the hoverdisk and take her long and hard.

Who really gives a veck if she disobeyed me or not? And did I truly expect her not to tell her human friends something of enormous personal importance? If I’m honest with myself, I’ll admit it was a setup for punishment.

But somehow, I don’t think she minds.

Not a bit.

“H-how do you want me?” Her voice is husky and sweet.

“Bend over the hoverdisk, legs spread wide,” I command.

She obeys, offering up her juicy ass, the ripe plum of her dripping sex between her legs.

I lubricate a heavy bulbous plug, used on human females for punishment. I’m going to veck her with it.

“When you’re naughty, little human, you’re going to take it in the ass,” I tell her.

Her head whips around and she takes me in with wide eyes. I rub extra lubricant on the dusky rosette of her asshole, then push the tip of the plug against it.

“Open for me, Taisha. Deep breath.”

She pinches her cheeks closed instead, squirming.

I slap her ass, hard. “Obey me.”

She’s panting. I’m fairly certain it’s not fear, but excitement.

I smack her ass again and kick her feet wider apart. “Open for it. Now.”

She exhales and the tight muscles release. I push the plug forward slowly.

She hums, then squeals at its widest point. When it settles at the base, she hums again.

“Naughty humans get their asses vecked while they’re punished,” I tell her.

“Yes, Master,” she murmurs in agreement.

Her compliance, her enjoyment of this makes me all the hotter. I don’t know how I’m going to keep from claiming her before we’re through.


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