Page 45 of The Dalgur’s Pet

“Yes!” she gasped, tangling her fingers in his dark hair. “Like that.”

He nodded, thrusting her against his mouth as his tongue pulsed, her moans growing louder with each movement. She could barely breathe, her heart thumping so loudly that it drowned out his muffled slurping, arousal winding around her center and building quickly.

Thase was still at her breasts, curling his tongue around one nipple, a tentacle circling and pinching the other. So many sensations happening at once and they were overwhelming, but nothing more so than the air of affection that surrounded all.

Before she knew it, her climax hit, a garbled groan emanating from her chest as she rocked her hips into Vrix’s face. He gripped her tightly, holding her against his unceasing tongue as swells of pleasure washed over her, bliss tingling her skin.

When he finally stopped, she released a great sigh, her eyelids heavy.

“Fuck, Giselle, you are so beautiful,” Thase muttered, pulling her into his arms.

“So beautiful,” Vrix said, crawling up the sandy ground and laying on her other side, his arm slung over her waist.

Her heart still raced, anticipation prickling her skin, but it seemed they were content with just pleasuring her. She eyed the abandoned collar on the ground and though a part of her was eager for more, she was happy as the suns finally dipped below the waves, glowing stars peeking through the pastel sky.

Another time, maybe.

Vrix held her hand as they wandered the streets of Biarus, the nearby town. It had been a short trip on the Starlet, and Giselle had gasped in awe when they landed on the sun-drenched plateau.

All the buildings were made of that strange crystal-like material, transparent and glazed so it was difficult to see the interiors. There was a towering obelisk in the center of town, a great milky white spire that shot into the sky. Thase had told her it provided the energy for the entire village, much like the panels on the roof of their home on the beach.

She had not missed the way every Dalgur stared at her, some with mere curiosity, and others with something more sinister. They were all deviants here, after all, though neither Vrix nor Thase ever went into much detail about what exactly that meant.

Apparently, Occaro X7 was not far from the Dalgur homeworld. The planet had no intelligent species, so it was the perfect place to send Dalgurs who did not abide by the moral code. There were no prisons or jails on their home planet; exile or extermination were the only punishments.

A harsh world.

Thase was busy haggling for a piece of tech that he wanted for the Starlet, so she’d followed Vrix as he escorted her through the town. He led her down a winding alley away from the main thoroughfare, the gentle grip of his hand steadying her as she tried not to be overwhelmed by all the new things she’d seen. He’d been awfully quiet, not his normal, talkative self, but the walk was pleasant all the same.

Suddenly, he pressed her against the wall of a building, a rare shaded area in the bright town. There were no others around and she swallowed hard, but there was no malice in his eyes, just sadness.

“Giselle, I am so sorry for hurting you.”

They hadn’t truly discussed the incident since it had happened, but she’d thought she’d made it clear that she trusted him again. She was the one who’d asked Thase to remove the collar, wasn’t she?

“I forgive you,” she breathed, looking up at Vrix hunching over her.

He ran a hand through her hair, a touch that always soothed her, tingling the skin of her scalp. His other gripped her waist, a less subtle touch, one that sent a tug of arousal to her core.

“I knew you were delicate, and I did it anyway. I was not in my right mind, but that is not an excuse. If anything would have happened to you…” he trailed off, his eyes wet as if he were about to cry.

“Nothing happened, Vrix. I’m fine,” Giselle said, biting her lip. “And besides, I… like being hurt. Sometimes. Just… not that much.”

Being strangled half to death while he fucked her was horrific, but some unhinged part of her had loved it, loved the power he had over her, the way he made her tremble with fear.

The pleasure she experienced from pain and humiliation was undeniable, and she couldn’t imagine anyone delivering those things better than Vrix and Thase.

Vrix smiled, a devious grin that revealed his fangs.

“That can be arranged, my sweet. We’ve missed using you.”

It was true. Since he’d had the collar removed, all they’d done was argue over who got to “kiss” her cunt each evening. She saw the way their muscles strained with their own need, but neither had tried to push her farther, focusing solely on her pleasure. She’d enjoyed it, certainly, but there was something about resigning herself to being used like a toy that was more arousing than anything else.

“Tonight?” Giselle asked, her voice hitching with hope.

He chuckled, leaning in close so his face was inches from hers.

“If that is your wish.”