Kate was humiliated and so damn angry. She wished she was a hundred feet tall and she could squash Vilka like a bug. But she wasn’t. She was 5’4 and totally at the mercy of the commanding dragon. She couldn’t do anything about her predicament this time either. Being tied spreadeagled on the bed left her totally vulnerable and made it impossible to escape.
She did not know how long he left her there, but it was long enough for her body to calm itself and her tension and struggles against the binds, even the small ones, to cease. She was caught. Totally and utterly and she couldn’t do anything about it.
The door creaked as it opened and her mood lifted as Vilka entered the room. She didn’t want to be happy to see him, she just was. She couldn’t help it, even though it made her feel like a chained up puppy wagging its tail desperately upon her master’s return.
“You’re still here,” Vilka observed, wearing a triumphant smile. “Good. Simple ties can best your ability to disappear from a locked room. Fortunately for you, I have an alternative to having you tied to the bed for years.”
“I’m not feeling fortunate,” Kate said, squirming. She hated the way the position left her sex spread, the bright copper down covering her lips failing to hide the way her body responded to restraint. Just looking at him made her react, her clit tingling as she started to get wet. Her nipples were two taut little buds atop her breasts as well, her belly rising and falling with the faster breaths she couldn’t help but take in her aroused state. Keep reading…
“This does not need to be unpleasant,” Serkan soothed as her clothes began to fall to the floor. “You may find parts of it very pleasurable.”
“I bet you I don’t.”
His hand slid down her naked belly to cup her sex. His powerful fingers were warm against her tender lips and she let out an involuntary moan.
“That’s not fair, Serkan.”
“Take your treatment like a good patient, and I will fuck you like a bad girl,” he growled in her ear.
“Mnnn… that’s even less fair,” she moaned softly, squirming as his hand caressed her pussy. He knew her weak spots all too well. They had only slept together once before, but it had been the best sex of her life and she wanted more.
“Sit on the seat,” he murmured in her ear. “I promise this will feel good. At times, at least.”
Finally, Faith allowed herself to be maneuvered into the seat. Serkan began to strap her legs into the stirrups, wrapped a thick band underneath her ribs and stomach, and did the same for her arms. In moments, she was utterly immobilized.
“Now these will move you into various positions,” he said. “The machine will adjust you as necessary according to my inputs.”
He pressed a few switches and turned a knob. Faith found herself beginning to slowly rotate around on an axis, the seat of the chair moving away from her bottom, leaving her suspended face down over the machine, held in place by the strapping. It was the strangest feeling, to be dangling and yet held securely.
She squirmed a little, testing the strength of the binding, but it held firm. She couldn’t really move much at all. Serkan adjusted her a little more, so her butt was angled up. Then she heard the soft whirring of a motor as, between her legs, a probe rose from the innards of the machine. It was thick, much like a man’s phallus and when she put her head down and looked along the length of her body, she could see that the flared head of it was secreting some kind of gel.
A moment later, the probe made contact with her pussy. It found her lower lips unerringly and began to rub up and down them slowly, spreading the gel along the length of her slit.
“Oh god,” she moaned softly. “Serkan… is this some kind of sex machine?”
“This machine is calibrated for sexual stimulus,” he said. “But it is designed to reward certain mental patterns and punish others. You see the plate near your head? That is taking readings from your brain. Obedient responses will earn pleasure. Rebellion or criminal processes will earn punishment.”
“So it knows what I’m thinking and can punish me before I even do anything wrong?”
“Precisely,” Serkan said. “You have a quick understanding.”
The probe was still running up and down the length of her slit and slowly it began to slide inside her, spreading her pussy around its unyielding synthetic hardness. Faith let out a gasp of surprise and pleasure as she was slowly filled. This was not the treatment she had expected, but it was the treatment she needed. Her bonds kept her firmly in place as the probe slowly slid into her sex and stopped in place.
“One more,” Serkan intoned.
“One more?” Faith gasped. “What do you mean?”
Twenty-four-year-old Faith Rockford has been fending for herself for as long as she can remember, but when she steals an extremely valuable piece of technology and attempts to sell it on the black market things go terribly wrong and she ends up barely escaping with her life.
Though it is against the laws of his world to interfere in the affairs of less developed planets, Serkan cannot bring himself to sit idly by while one of the humans he has been studying is in desperate need of help, so he rescues Faith and heals her injuries. But he is certain that the beautiful, feisty young woman will require extensive correction and training to teach her right from wrong, and he starts by baring her bottom and spanking her soundly for her recent theft.
The stern chastisement arouses Faith deeply, and after he brings her to a blushing climax over his knee she is left begging for Serkan to claim her hard and thoroughly. When he takes her in his arms, the handsome alien doctor’s masterful lovemaking proves more pleasurable than she could have ever imagined, and their lust for one another quickly blossoms into a passionate romance.
Once they reach his planet, however, the ruling council decrees that if Serkan wants to keep his human then she must undergo a series of intimate behavior modification treatments, and Faith soon finds herself naked and helplessly restrained as she is both pleasured and punished. But even when her ordeal is over, will this foreign world ever feel like home to her?
Fuck. That. Aria didn’t know what he meant by taming her. She didn’t know why he kept calling her pet. All she knew was that she was going to resist him with everything she had.
“No!” She kicked him as hard as she could, catching him in the knee with a blow that would have made most men crumble. He didn’t even flinch. His grip on her remained strong as he wrapped her in his arms and carried her quite literally kicking and screaming up into the cell.
Once he had her inside the bars, and the door slammed closed behind them, he took to her flight suit with his teeth. She watched in horror as his mouth descended near her collar and he took a bite of the heavy fabric then pulled back, tearing her clothing apart as easily as she could have shredded tissue paper.
Aria was reminded again that these dragons looked human in their human form, but they were anything but human. The power this creature had at his disposal was frightening. Her flight suit fell to the floor in tatters, looping around her boots. He reached out, ran one finger down her squirming chest, and hooked it in the front of her bra. One little tug sheared the garment from her body and let her full breasts hang free.
“Beautiful,” he murmured. “You humans are so stunning, but so very soft.”
He ran his palm over the sensitive curve of her flesh, cupping her breast. His touch was hot, his skin had a strange texture to it, as if it were much thicker and stronger. Closer to leather than skin.
Aria brought her knee up sharply. It made hard contact with his solar plexus, and if she had done that to a man, he would have bent double. This dragon barely registered her complaint. He put one hand on the back of her neck and held her firmly enough to make her gasp.
“Settle, pet,” he drawled. “You don’t want to be punished so soon, I can promise you that.”
His fingertip slid lightly over her stomach and found the hem of her panties. Blue silk with little purple hearts on them. Not exactly regulation, but Aria liked to feel a little bit feminine.
“Pretty,” he murmured. “But I think what is beneath them will be prettier still.”
He brought his finger down the middle of the panties and they fell away from it as if they had been seared. He was manipulating temperature somehow, and in very small locations. The result was an ability to go through almost anything. The silk of her panties was certainly no match for it.
They fell just like the rest of her clothing, ending up in a silken pool around her feet.
“Take the shoes off, pet,” he ordered. “I want to see you completely naked.”
“No!” Aria refused bravely. “I will not be complicit in your torture.”
“This is not torture,” he laughed. “This is preparation for your new life. I have been watching you humans for some time. You hide away when you are naked. Why? Because you are vulnerable. All of you. You are soft, and delicate, and even the thought of being seen for what you truly are is too difficult for you to bear.”
Aria was reduced to silence again. This lizard was smart. He was getting to know his prey, and he was learning fast.
“With me, you will always be naked. So remove your foot coverings, my little human pet, and we will see you for what you are.”
Her resistance took the form of a sullen silence, a refusal to move at all. The dragon solved that problem by lifting her arms up and attaching shackles to her wrists. She found herself with her arms raised high above her head, her body stretched by the position, every part of it more exposed than it had been before.
“Beautiful,” he murmured again, running his warm, strong palm down the sway of her back and the flare of her hip. “You are so like us in our wingless form, and yet you are so very tender, so very soft. It is a wonder you have survived at all.”
He slapped her bottom lightly, then slid down her frame to remove her socks and her boots. She would have kicked him in the face, but he was wise to her aggressive attempts to hurt him and he kept the remains of her flight suit around her feet, effectively hobbling her. Once the last vestiges of clothing were gone, he closed the lower shackles around her feet. They were heavy around her ankles, hardly comfortable, but that was likely the point.
The dragon kicked her clothing into a pile, took a deep breath, and snapped his fingers in front of his mouth. The result was a plume of bright flame, much like the effect one might get from a lighter and a can of hairspray. Her clothes caught alight immediately and were soon reduced to a smoldering heap at the edge of the cage.
“There,” he said, turning back to her. “Now you can no longer pretend that you are anything other than a soft human at the mercy of a much more powerful creature. The shackles will remind you of your place. They will tell you that you are owned when you try to tell yourself that you are free.”
“Asshole,” Aria hissed.
“Do not worry, pet,” he said in soft tones that utterly failed to soothe her. “Once you are domesticated, I will have no need of chains for you. You will know you are mine with every breath you take.”
When her plane goes down near the front line of the ongoing war between humans and dragons, Aria comes face to face with one of the enemy, and then the terrible beast transforms before her eyes into a huge, devastatingly handsome man. Taken captive and brought back to the dragon’s lair, she quickly discovers that he intends to keep her as not only his prisoner, but his pet.
Her captor wastes no time in stripping her bare, placing a collar around her neck, and putting her shamefully on display. Aria’s attempts to escape are sternly punished, but even with her cheeks blushing and her bottom burning both inside and out, she cannot hide her helpless arousal as her new master takes her hard and thoroughly, enjoying her beautiful body in every way he pleases.
After she learns the truth about the cause of the war, Aria is forced to question everything she was taught, and soon her former enemy has claimed her heart as completely as he has conquered her body. But when the need arises, will she do what she must to protect the one she loves, even if it means being branded a traitor to her own kind?
He gripped her easily, one large hand around her hip, the other around her thigh.
“Easy, pet,” he drawled. “There’s nowhere to run.”
His words turned out to be true. He held her in place and began to speak as he continued his examination of her sex, his fingers stroking her outer labia with a gentle touch.
“You are a fine specimen,” he murmured. “Unlike many creatures from your planet, or women on this one, you are fertile twelve times a lunar year and able to become aroused at any time. In fact, unlike the women of this planet, whose cycles are linked to a slower sun and who only become interested in intercourse once in a very rare while, you are hyper-sexed. Before the tragedies which befell Earth, it is almost certain you would have been mated well over a hundred times by now, likely by several partners.”
He spoke in scientific terms, but there was nothing scientific about his touch. It was animal and it made her feel more animal too.
“You must be so frustrated,” he murmured. “To be in the bloom of your womanhood and to have never been touched this way before. It’s not fair, is it.”
“I have touched… myself.” She used her words for the first time to make the admission.
He chuckled softly. “I imagine you have. I imagine you have rutted against everything you could, pushed toys inside yourself perhaps, but nothing as wide or as satisfying as the hard male flesh you need to spear between these lips.”
Tara let out a little moan, her legs spreading for his touch.
“You need to be played with, don’t you, pet?” His large hand stayed between her thighs, two thick fingers brushing lightly over her lower lips, coaxing the liquid of desire out from within her. It was a gentle and skillful stimulation which did not overwhelm, but rather enticed her toward further arousal. His words were like a song, delivered in a soft growl which put her into an erotic haze as his fingers found the little button at the apex of her lips and began to roll softly around it. She was wet, and he was using her juices to pleasure her.
“Some pets can be left for a long time without much in the way of attention. But not you. You need to be mated often. You need to reach climax daily to truly blossom. And you need to be filled here…” his index and ring finger parted her lower lips and the pad of his middle finger found the wet entrance to her body.
Lord Kyren Cirrus has spent years collecting unique and interesting creatures from across the galaxy, but the moment twenty-year-old Tara Dyrek is delivered to him he knows she will not be just another specimen to study. This beautiful, feisty little human will be much more than that. She will be his pet.
Tara is none too pleased to have been captured, caged like an animal, and taken to a far-off world, but her protests are ignored and soon enough she is blushing crimson as she is thoroughly and intimately examined, then brought to a shameful climax by Kyren’s skillful ministrations.
Her new master makes it clear that he will expect obedience from his pet, and when she attempts an escape he quickly proves more than willing to bare her bottom for a painful, embarrassing spanking. The strict punishment leaves Tara burning with need, and Kyren wastes no time in claiming her and mastering her body completely.
It isn’t long before Tara begins to enjoy her new life, but when she catches the eye of a powerful government official and he tries to take her for himself, will Kyren do whatever is necessary to keep his beloved pet?
Loved this book. The premise of two alphas of different spirits mating to the same human is unique. Especially when neither had thought of sharing prior to meeting Addie. Also the way that they share is very different from the typical menage story. It is well written and the characters all had great personalities. A hot sexy read that will leave you wanting more.
Adam slammed his clenched fist onto the table, making the remaining cutlery jangle and dance.
“You mated with her. In my bed. While I was sleeping!”
“Yeah,” Armel said. “I did.”
He didn’t deny it. He certainly didn’t seem to be ashamed of it.
“You… fucking snake!”
Armel laughed. “You had her in your home for a full day before I came. It is not my fault she did not want to mate with you.”
Adam narrowed his eyes even as his lips curled up into a smile. “Do you really think I didn’t take her, Armel? Do you think I didn’t fill her with my cum over and over?”
Perhaps the bear had been in denial before, but now Adam saw the realization hit Armel between the eyes, a brief flash of the same anger Adam had felt when he’d smelled Armel’s scent all over her.
“You were the second choice.”
“After you failed to satisfy her,” Armel replied swiftly. “She needed me for that.”
Adam’s anger rose as swiftly as Armel’s had. “I should have left you naked in the snow and had my pack hunt you down.”
“I should have finished you off when you came to my cave to take her the first time,” Armel growled back.
They were nose to nose, snarling and growling with fury when Addie shuffled past with a blanket from the bed wrapped around her.
“Is there coffee?”
She followed her nose to the stove where the coffee pot was still warm. Without commenting on their aggressive stances, or the stare down taking place in from of her, Addie poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table between them. She took a sip, then looked at Armel, then Adam and back again.
“So are you guys going to kiss, or what?”
After an unexpected snowstorm buries her campsite, twenty-five-year-old wildlife researcher Addie Spencer is left scrambling for survival in a remote valley in the Alaskan wilderness. Exhausted and desperate, she takes shelter in a cave, only to witness a series of events so unbelievable that she promptly writes them off as a dream.
Addie awakens in the home of a man who introduces himself as Adam. Her handsome rescuer explains that since the snowfall has made the journey out of the valley impossible, she will need to stay with him until spring. Irritated by his commanding tone, Addie responds rudely to Adam, but to her shock he pulls her over his knee and spanks her bare bottom soundly.
Despite her fury at being punished in such a shameful fashion, Adam’s dominance ignites desires in Addie that she never would have expected, and soon she is begging for more as he takes her long and hard. Addie’s situation becomes far more complicated, however, when a huge, ruggedly attractive brute of a man named Armel confronts Adam and attempts to claim Addie for himself.
As events unfold around her, it eventually becomes clear to Addie that what she saw back in the cave was no dream. Adam and Armel are both shifters, one a wolf and the other a bear, and they both want her as their own. Will Addie be forced to choose between them, or can the two fiercely dominant beasts find a way to share their headstrong little human?