A Kiss on Kaidava
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Despite the fact that he tended to scowl and growl at others more often than not, he always had a smile for her.
“Enjoying the party, my sweet vonri?” he asked quietly as his tail slipped around her.
Cara leaned back against him and hummed in agreement.
“It’s perfectly lovely. Although I think I heard the girls talking about wanting to see if they could get one of the new security guys you hired to kiss them.”
“What?” Lerix growled.
“Hush. You know those males won’t do a thing with underage girls. They are just talking and fantasizing, as females do at their age. The worst that will happen is that the girls may flirt a little if they even get the nerve to do that much,” Cara said with a laugh.
Lerix muttered under his breath.
Cara turned around in the circle of his arms.
“Maybe our next one will do better,” Cara whispered as she stretched up to nibble on his jaw.
Lerix groaned. “Yes, maybe—wait. What?”
His hands stroked down her belly and his face brightened. It didn’t last long before it fell into a playful glower.
He leaned down to whisper against her womb. “You in there, if you are a female, just remember—no males.”
Cara laughed. For all his bluster, Lerix was a good male who never truly did anything to embarrass his daughters. He just liked to growl a bit… well, a lot. Things hadn’t changed that much over twenty years.
Touching her hand to her grandmother’s pendant, Cara knew that her Grammy had certainly been right. Finding her heart’s match had been worth everything, and she wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world.
Epilogue 2
Mal sat in a plush chair in the underwater kingdom. Twenty years living in a dome beneath an alien sea and he still wasn’t used to it. For the first three years, he fought every step of the way. He’d almost seduced his way into escape more than once, but each time he’d been caught he had to pay the penalties.
A cock cage preventing him from receiving even self-administered relief was one of the worst punishments. Unfortunately, they’d long ago decided to make it permanent. He was forced to wear it unless a female came with the key for it so that he could service her.
To his surprise, as the years slipped by, he stopped trying to escape. The Gida weren’t so bad once he started to obey their rules, although he still shuddered with mild disgust whenever their tentacles slid over him. Especially the long thin tentacle that slid around his sex and would rub against him until his phallus swelled, despite the way his brain initially recoiled from it. He started to crave being surrounded by writhing tentacles as they fucked him and pulled his seed from him.
No doubt about it, at least the females of Gida appreciated him unlike that bitch Cara, or even Mahuura. She couldn’t just enjoy the fuck. If she’d let him go, he wouldn’t have been in this mess. He could have been spending the last several years enjoying a variety of human pussy.
He hated that he had no freedom and that they treated him like a sex slave half the time, but he had to admit they never failed to show their appreciation. All he had to do was ask for something and the females were eager to distribute gifts for their favorite breeder.
And he was a favorite breeder among numerous females of the pod. Sometimes the other males were disgruntled by the preferential treatment he received, but it wasn’t like they’d sired forty sons and thirty-two daughters like he had. Even as he aged, the females flocked to him for his fertile little swimmers.
Mal preened as the guard came over and leveled a frost look at him. The guards for the harem never requested him, which was a shame. He was certain he could make that female smile.
“Oshuv is on her way to see you, so prepare,” the guard snapped.
Mal frowned. Oshuv wasn’t one of his favorite females, but she was probably one of the more generous. All he had to do was sit still while she fondled him and did all the work. He could pretend it was one of the younger females, or perhaps think of a human woman.
Unfortunately, Oshuv enjoyed giving him anal stimulation with her tentacles while she fucked him. It always left him feeling a bit sore afterward.
He shrugged and wondered what sort of treat she brought him. He did hear that she birthed a fine daughter just the month before. She’d certainly want to show her appreciation.
Mal’s breath caught in his throat as Oshuv entered the room, her form large and muscular. Her blood red tentacles curled around her as she looked at him with cold scrutiny.
“Lie on the platform, Mal, and put the cuffs on. Serve me well and I just may have a little present for you.” A smile pulled her ruby-painted lips back from her frighteningly sharp teeth as she pulled out a key.