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Page 8 of Cozy Prisons (Human Pets of Talin: Origins #4)

Palathum sounded a rumble of amusement. “I don’t want you to.

I mention it because being skilled at speaking and listening to others is still part of your training.

It’s more than any of us have, especially Falkilm.

Nataly might need more care than the other humans simply because she acts as if she doesn’t.

Find reasons to be around her, and the opportunity to help her will present itself, I’m sure.

I’m trusting you with Nataly’s health and safety.

Tell me what you think is imperative for me to know. ”

Daxus sounded a rumble of agreement. “Thank you for this responsibility without requiring me to betray Nataly’s trust.”

Utharium spoke the words even as Palathum thought them. “That’s not the kind of community we’re trying to build here. Officially the humans are owned by us, but in truth, we want them to treat us as their equals. That can’t happen if we treat them as less than us.”

Palathum spoke up to add an important qualifier. “If Nataly rejects your overtures, then honor that. We will figure something else out.”

“I’d never insert myself where I’m not wanted,” Daxus assured them. “But I’m also sure there is reason to be worried about Nataly, so I thank you for the opportunity to help her.”

They talked a little longer about Nataly’s change in behavior in the last ten rotations. She gave Daxus what insights she had on Nataly’s past and her time here before Daxus arrived. He thanked her again for the information, then left.

The door shut behind Daxus. Palathum debated looking over the resupply list or letting Utharium talk her into retiring for the evening.

“I think we—”

She didn’t get the rest of her sentence out because Utharium put his teeth against her neck and bit down. Heat exploded through her body.

She gasped and grabbed the back of his head. She didn’t try to force him away but pressed him down harder. Some of his teeth worked between two of her keratin plates, making pleasure spike through her. Many Talins liked rough sex, and she liked it rougher than most.

The scent glands in her cheeks filled with oil and it started dripping down her face as Utharium worried at her neck like an animal.

“Uthar!” she moaned. “Don’t stop.”

He lifted his head. “I’ll do as I like,” he growled.

She lifted her lips to show off her teeth. “Then do it!”

He grabbed her and stood up. Swinging her body around, he turned her so she faced him.

“I’ll show you who’s in charge, female!” he snarled, thumping her body against the wall with enough force to push the air out of her lungs.

With the speed of a striking animal, he went after her neck again.

This time it was another spot, but it still had the same effect.

Pleasure made her back bow against the wall.

As suddenly as he started, he drew away. She sounded a rattle of surprise, but it was cut off when he grabbed her belt and tugged it off. She didn’t see where he threw it. She didn’t care; she wanted all her clothing off.

She thought to reach for her pants, but he unsheathed his claws and ripped them before she could touch the front closure. His barely controlled violence made her body heat with need.

His claws were still out when he ran them up Palathum’s body. They clicked over the uneven edges of her keratin plates.

“If I were in charge, you’d never wear clothing,” he said, digging his claws into a spot at the keratin crest at her hips.

“I could say the same about you,” she gasped.

He sank down to his knees, putting his face even with her belly. “I’m going to put my mouth on every part of you.”

“I’ll kill you if you don’t!”

Her words made him sound a rumble of amusement. The rumble was cut off when she grabbed his head and pushed his face against the top of her mating pouch.

Unlike humans, Talin females had a faux-phallus for a clitoris. The humans called it a clit-dick and many of the women wished their species had them too. It was about a quarter of the size of a Talin male’s mating shaft and could exude the same kind of substance as the scent gland in her cheeks.

Her clit-dick wasn’t hard enough yet to force the mating pouch back. Both male and female Talins needed to become engorged before that flap snapped back to reveal their genitals. She was close though!

Utharium didn’t fight her hold on his head. He licked a long line across the seam of her mating pouch, then turned his head to rub his bonding oil all over the seam. Some of the viscous liquid worked inside the lip of her pouch, making the sensitive flesh inside tingle.

He brought a hand to her pouch. With great care, he dipped a single claw into the seam and grazed the top of her clit-dick. It didn’t hurt, but the threat made her gasp.

“I want this in my mouth,” he said, running the tip of his claw over her clit-dick again. “I want to suck you into my mouth.”

“You’ll bite me,” she whispered.

“Maybe,” he taunted. “But isn’t that what makes it even more delicious?"

Those words and his slight touch were enough to make her mating pouch snap back, revealing her glistening genitals to his eager eyes.

“All mine,” he growled, then sucked her into his mouth.

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