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I dropped his first foot and moved to the second. There was less hair on these toes. Interesting. I started massaging his feet, and Chase whimpered, making me smile. There was something about pleasing this human. I shook my head. No. That wasn’t something that I could think about.

“Can I paint your toenails?” I asked. “That is a human thing, right?”

All he did was cry out.

Frowning, I dug my fingers into his foot, and Chase yelped, his eyes shooting toward me. “I asked you a question.”

“Yes.”

“To what?”

“You can paint my toes.”

I kissed his big toe, then went back to massaging Chase’s foot, letting him moan. His feet were so different from what I was used to, and now that I was playing with them, I found the exotic appendages beyond sexy.

My gaze moved to Chase, who writhed on my bed, eyes wide and cock hard. All of him was sexy. That was odd for me. I didn’t often find people attractive without knowing something about them. Most of my secondary relationships or playmates were friends of mine or people I’d known for some time through Tam. I needed to know them.

One exception existed—Tam.

I’d found them attractive from the beginning, even though I’d refused to act on it. Now, experiencing the same thing with Chase was disconcerting. I couldn’t keep him, therefore I couldn’t care about him like that.

Pulling his toes from my mouth, I lowered his foot to the bed. Chase stared at me, questions floating in his ocean blue eyes.

I cleared my throat and growled, “I need to get you ready for Tam.”

seven

This is even more perfect than I could’ve imagined.

I was bouncing after my carriage ride. It had taken me all over the dome, even to the edge, though the surrounding area didn’t have anything worth seeing. Valojor was a barren wasteland of red rock, short shrubs, and a pink sky. The only indigenous life forms weren’t sentient: small reptiles that basked under the unbearable heat.

According to the information docket, when Dome Adventures had purchased this planet to put hundreds of biospheres on it, no one cared. The only concession they had to make to the Alliance was to preserve the natural species of flora and fauna, which was easy enough. The reptiles and shrubs were perfectly content with the huge stretches of land between the biospheres.

I waved goodbye to Ian. He’d been a sweet guide. He was a human in his fourth decade, with graying hair, a round stomach, and kind green eyes, which had drawn me in the second I sawthem, and I’d enjoyed sucking him off. It hadn’t cost much, either. When I’d asked, Ian had agreed for one hundred credits. A bargain. He’d had a thick cock that I’d liked sucking. I wouldn’t have minded him fucking me, but Nyx had placed a ban on my hole. Annoying, but I knew it would be worth it in the end. It always was.

Nyx was waiting at the door for me, and I wrapped my arms around his trim waist, pulling him close and taking a deep inhale. His salty scent soothed me. My coupling. He dragged a hand over the back of my head, and I purred in contentment under his attention. I would never take him or his love for granted; I’d always remember how hard I’d worked to claim him.

“Did you have a lovely outing?” he asked.

“I did, and Ian fucked my mouth!”

He shook his head, but amusement danced in his purple eyes. He lowered and claimed my mouth in a gentle kiss that had me swooning in his arms.

Winning Nyx had been a feat. He’d hated me so very much at first, rebuffing me and refusing to pay me even the slightest attention. But I’d known from the first second I laid eyes on him that he was meant for me, even though he’d refused to believe it. I’d chased him with ruthless abandon for years, and eventually wiggled into the space between his hearts, where he would never be rid of me because I’d set up camp—a whole armada. Nope, I wasn’t going anywhere.

Nyx broke the kiss, and I grumbled—I wasn’t quite done—but he asked, “Do you want your next surprise?”

I nodded rapidly, annoyance forgotten. I did love to be spoiled, and he did such an excellent job of caring for me that it would be a shame to waste it. I pressed a kiss to his chest, and Nyx rumbled. I beamed. “Is it you naked? Because my hole is aching from this plug, and I need to be fucked.”

“It’s not me.”

I frowned. Nyx had shoved this giant plug into me, and it was stretching my hole far more than usual. I was fond of a bit of pain and rough fucking, which Nyx was more than happy to give me, but I was ready to have it out and have something far nicer inside of me.

“Nyx,” I whined, pushing my bottom lip out and widening my eyes in a pout I’d perfected to get what I wanted from my coupling.

“Behave,” he warned, and I nuzzled him.

If I bratted too much, he’d spank me, which I enjoyed, but knowing Nyx as well as I did, he wouldn’t fuck me like I wanted if I misbehaved. Oh, I would spend alright, but he would leave the plug inside of me for who knew how long.