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His smile faded.
To elitists like Gerwin, my growing wealth and power were insulting. Mutts should be grunts. My success further highlighted Gerwin’s ineptitude and failures. He had no accomplishments of his own; he lived off the success and wealth of his father’s clan.
“Glad to hear it,” Gerwin said, his eyes falling to Grace. He licked his thick lips. “You’ve brought additional entertainment. How generous of you. I wouldn’t mind a better look.” He turned to the other Braxians. “How about you?”
“She looks like a nice piece,” Toran said.
“Yeah,” Jarvis said, “I wouldn’t mind seeing how fluffy that tail is.”
Pattel pursed his lips but said nothing. Grace’s eyes weighed heavy on me. I ran my hand through the silky strands of her hair. She was trembling. Her fear should have pleased me, not put a nauseous cramp in the pit of my stomach. Keeping my face neutral, I ran my thumb over her lips. My eyes warned that I wouldn’t tolerate disobedience.
“My friends want a better look at you, Grace. Why don’t you show them what a lovely pet you are? Go on, they won’t hurt you.” I unhooked the gold chain leash from her collar.
Grace swallowed and her hand clenched around my ankle before she rose to her feet. She was statuesque, with legs for days, perfectly round ass, flat stomach, impertinent perky breasts, flawless luminescent skin, and the face of a goddess.
My woman…
I couldn’t help puffing my chest at the Braxians mesmerized expressions. Braxians considered human women willful, independent creatures, but beautiful nonetheless. Human women wanted nothing to do with Braxians, both because they considered us too ugly and demanded equality. I couldn’t blame them, but they’d never get that on Braxia. To own a human female, obedient, submissive, and as gorgeous as Grace, was considered a great feat and a great source of pride.
Grace approached Pattel and stood facing him for a few seconds before slowly turning so he could admire every side. Once she completed her rotation she looked at him for his permission to move on. He lifted a massive hand and caressed the length of her upper arm with his knuckles. He dropped his hand and reclined in his plush chair. A slight nod indicated she could go. His touch had been gentle but watching her before him made me understand her plea earlier.
My whole life, I despised women as selfish bitches. You could say I had mommy issues. Like Grace, my mother indentured herself to my father to get out of a bind. Three months into the one-year contract, she became pregnant despite her contraceptive implant. Once my father found out, he forbade the termination. As she was under contract, she had to obey. I was born premature, three weeks before the end of her contract. In exchange for bringing me to term, my father released her early. I never saw or heard from her.
Now, looking at Grace moving towards Gerwin, I couldn’t even fathom how my mother had managed to take my father, to begin with. Braxiansweretoo big. How did he not split her in two? Like with Pattel, Grace stopped before Gerwin and rotated. As soon as she had her back to him, Gerwin placed his hand on her ass. His hand was so big, it almost covered it fully. I clenched my teeth so as not to tell him to unhand her.
“Hmmm, very nice,” Gerwin said, rubbing his hands over her body.
Grace bit her lip but otherwise withstood his attentions stoically. He grabbed one of her breasts and gave it a rough squeeze. She winced. I watched her face for further signs of distress but there were none. Gerwin’s hand was on the move again. It slid over her stomach before forcing its way between her legs. She needed to part them to accommodate its size. Her eyes flew to my face, but I only spared her a quick look before focusing on how the bastard was handling her.
“How tight are you, little slave?” Gerwin asked, rubbing a thick finger against her pussy.
My hand gripped the edge of my seat’s cushion, fighting the urge to rip his arms off. He roughly pushed a finger inside her and she yelped in pain.
“Careful!” I snarled. “I allowed you to look, not damage her.”
“My apologies,” he said, smirking. “I assumed you had stretched her already. But then, it is true you don’t share a true Braxian’s girth.”
I ignored the chuckling from Toran and Jarvis.
Gerwin pulled his finger out of her slowly, then licked it. He didn’t break eye contact with me. I gestured with my head for Grace to move. She didn’t hesitate. Leaning back in my seat, I crossed my legs and dusted non-existent lint off my pants. I cast a swift glance at Toran who clumsily caressed her legs as she turned around for him, before setting my eyes back on Gerwin.
“I realize that until this moment, you’ve never touched a human female, let alone fucked one,” I said. “Having bedded more than my fair share, I can tell you unless you intend to tear them, you have to start gently until they adjust to your girth.”
“To hell with gentle!” Gerwin spat. “After her offense on Jeruna, she should be begging for any sliver of kindness she gets. Any true Braxian would have fucked her cunt to a pulp for the disrespect she showed your clan, then stuffed her throat full of his cock so she never speaks another insult again.”
Grace’s eyes widened, pausing mid-rotation in front of Jarvis. She blinked, her forehead wrinkling in concentration as she tried to piece the clues together. She still hadn’t figured out what she had done. How could anyone be so clueless of the harm they caused others?
“It would have been too bad to wreck such a pretty pussy,” Jarvis said, rubbing his thumb over her slit. “She must be nice and snug. Her throat though, why didn’t you silence her like Darla? You could still enjoy fucking her mouth.”
Grace slapped a hand over her mouth, her eyes bugging in horror. At last, she remembered. Now, the real game of retribution would begin.
“The answer to your comment,” I said looking at Gerwin, “and question,” I continued, looking at Jarvis, “is the reason whyIam the one who built the Hive empire, and not either of you.” I gestured to Grace. “Come here, pet.” While she approached, I turned back to Gerwin. “I could take your approach and break her in one night like a rabid beast. Or, I could take mine and get to fuck the sexiest pussy you’ve ever seen, every day, anytime I want, any way I want, and wherever the hell I want.”
Once Grace stood before me, I rested my arms on the backrest of the couch and spread my legs just enough for her to fit between them, never breaking eye contact with Gerwin. She got down on her knees and reached for the magnetic clasp of my pants. I couldn’t repress the mocking smile stretching across my lips when Gerwin clenched his jaw, spite burning his muddy brown eyes.
“You see that, Jarvis?” I asked, waving at Grace sucking me off. “You don’t mess with a mouth like that. Not only does she give the best head this side of the galaxy, but she’s also got decent pipes on her. Once I’ve had my fill, and she’s completed her vocal training, she’ll be the hottest ticket on this bucket.”
I fisted my hand in her hair while she bobbed up and down on my shaft with the energy of despair.
