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The male interrupted him with a dismissive sound. “I will have you and your best security officers at my command. I trust that you can handle any disruptions. It would be inconvenient if you failed, and I had my enjoyment ruined to locate one of my stolen mates.” He smiled and waved his hand toward the nearest viewing screen. “But I am confident that shall not happen. Kaidava will be a glorious start to our Valentine’s celebration. From there we can proceed to the port of Enyo,” Gaix continued as he opened up a chart of the system surrounding Kaidava.
Varik tuned the prince out as he skimmed over it. There were no fewer than twenty destinations, many of which were on primitive planets that boasted both beauty and incredibly dangerous predators. He resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose against the headache he could feel coming on. With the number of officers that he would have to remove from their stations and reassign for these excursions, he would be forced to leave his ship vulnerable numerous times. It was a dangerous wager to make when pirates lurked through every sector of space. Even so, Kadaiva worried him the most.
A pleasure planet attracted the worst sort, and the local Kadesh were more devious than most. If there was even one female who had not been saturated with the prince’s pheromones regularly enough over a long period of time, it would make her a tasty target for a Kadesh male. The chances of it were higher considering that there were more females than the prince could copulate with—and the male clearly had his favorites. He wondered if the isolated group of females had even been touched by Gaix recently. Varik’s vibinum prickled. Everything within him recoiled at the idea of Stacey submitting to the prince’s pleasure, but now there was something else to worry about. There was a good chance that every female in that small grouping were going to be in immediate danger.
And Varik was to be personally responsible for their safety.
He cursed quietly to himself, seething beneath the surface as the prince continued his lengthy explanation of what he wanted for every leg of his proposed itinerary. He wanted to warn Stacey, to plead with her to find some reason to remain on board, though he knew it would be futile. The prince was unlikely to allow it if he wished to flaunt his excess of human mates among the many wealthy males luxuriating on Kaidava. He would simply need to find a reason to be near her at all times without triggering Gaix’s paranoia. If the male got it into his head to have Varik detained, Stacey would be left at the mercy of the fates. And that, quite simply, terrified him.
His resolve solidified as the prince gave him a satisfied smile. “That is everything. Since I was now able to explain it all thoroughly, I will have Athdar sent it directly to your comm so that you can study it further detail.”
“Very well, Shining Star,” Varik replied, his thoughts already elsewhere and in motion as he bowed and abruptly swept out of the room, his gaze sliding only briefly over Stacey as he turned, so not to be tempted once more to look his fill.
A hint of her scent teased him by chance, and he clung to it as he calmly strode from the deck, not allowing any sign of the hostility brewing within him to show until he was fully secluded within the intra-deck transport shaft. His mask fell away, his lips curling back from his dangerous, sharp teeth as rage trembled through him.
The prince was reckless not only with his own safety but with that of his females. It compounded his obvious negligence of his mates to an insufferable degree. All of the Calysii Empire knew that Regent Empress Ganiia was overindulgent of her son whom she ruled in place of until he arrived at appropriate age to assume all duties. Her two daughters were groomed to be mated to powerful males with the strictest of discipline, but her son was spoiled, and as much as his mother tried to gently steer him, he rebelled. It was something that much of Calysii Empire found worrying as he came closer to the age of rule. As far as Varik was concerned, he wasn’t fit to rule. What was certain was that a male of his temperament should never have been allowed to take so many females when he was flaunting Calysii law regarding honorable respect toward the interest of the females.
If Gaix wasn’t going to protect Stacey, then he would. Varik refused to allow some sly Kadesh male, puffed up visiting lord, or wealthy merchant to make off with her. By the gods witnessing, though he logically knew that she was not his to claim, his every instinct told him otherwise. And he itched with the need to escape into a mating hole with her far from where the prince could reach her, and unlawfully claim every piece of her until there was not an inch of her not branded with his pheromones, and not even the Calysii prince would be able to ignore the signs of whom she truly belonged to.
His nosule, the tiny spined frills along his neck, puffed slightly against the strain of his collar, frustrating his ability to display his instinctive mating aggression. The sensation, however, brought him back to himself and Varik’s hand snapped to his collar, an expression of shock flooding across his face.
He groaned softly. His symptoms of mating separation were speeding up after revolutions of stagnancy. His body obviously agreed with the very illegal direction of his thoughts. If he crossed the line, then there would be nowhere that he could hide and keep Stacey safe except perhaps deep within the rebellion itself.
But was it worth risking further attachment to a female whose mind was a mystery to him?
ChapterSix
Stacey feigned a simpering smile as she rubbed oil along Gaix’s upper body, evading his groping hands with little shifts and sways of her body as she worked keeping herself just out of reach more often than not. It wasn’t foolproof unfortunately. She winced as he roughly grabbed her breast, his fingers squeezing firmly as they dragged toward the tip. Fuck, was he trying to milk her?
It certainly felt like it. Like every touch the prince executed, it was clumsy and far too rough for a male who had dozens of mates attached to him. How had he not learned to touch a female pleasurably? Were they all too afraid to protest? Or did Calysii females and those of other species enjoy a rougher touch? She hated it. She was practiced at hiding her disgust, but she couldn’t quite silence her hiss of pain when he pinched her nipple tightly between his fingers and gave it a sharp twist.
It was bad enough that she was practically crushed among the other women pushing their way around him, but she had been forced to take position just behind his right shoulder which had put her more directly within grabbing distance, and his touch was nothing short of repellant. Simply put, it made her sick to be mauled by him. Unfortunately, submitting herself in that way was the best way to avoid further touching or punishment.
He moaned, his eyelids fluttering as he arched up into the woman riding him. Bridget bit her lip, looking for all the world like she was enjoying herself—and putting a lot of extra effort into by all appearances. Stacey suspected that she was trying to claw her way into his circle of most favored, so it was no wonder that she had pushed herself forward, offering herself to the prince’s pleasure. She was eager to steal his attention. Not that Stacey had any complaints.
Truth of the matter was that she could have kissed the other woman for saving her since it was Stacey who had been selected by the prince to finish him off for the evening. She was the one pulled into his lap and ordered to mount him. And she had balked. Caught between the terror of the punishment that would come if she disobeyed and an inability to carry it out, she’d been unable to do anything more than stare at his jutting phallus, her stomach turning sickly. His cock had been repellant to her for years, but she’d never felt so physically sick at the sight of it before.
She’d been relieved when Bridget pushed her way in, her body polished with oil and decorated with Calysii body cosmetics. Gaix’s gaze had immediately fastened on her, is tongue stroking over his bottom lip at the suggestive roll of her hips. And Stacey had happily stumbled back when he gleefully surrendered his hold on her so that Bridget could sinuously slide over him and onto his dick. It had been Quin who, with a cautious glance at Athdar, pulled Stacey over and grabbed her hand to pour massage oil into her palm and put her to work serving the prince’s pleasure before the gonsi had a chance to find fault with her lack of performance yet again.
She stroked her oil-slicked hands over his chest and Gaix groaned, his hands fumbling over Bridget’s leans hips, gripping her tightly as he hammered into her. Bridget threw back her head dramatically and she cried out as the prince finally came with whining moan. Her eyes flickered up and met Stacey’s stare. A satisfied smile curled her lips as she gave her hips one last roll, drawing a ragged sound from their mate. She didn’t even wait for Gaix to push her off of him, but promptly slid off him, his cock pulling wetly free from her body to leave a wet trail of their combined fluids against his belly. She didn’t bother to wipe off the seed painting her thighs but stretched leisurely like a contented cat before padding off to retrieve his robe from where it was cast over the nearest alien equivalent of a chaise longue.
Stacey glanced at him from beneath her lashes. He did not even seem to have noticed that Bridget had left, or even her return as she reappeared at his side, robe in hand. He stretched as he stood from the long, angled bench he called his pleasure chair, a smile of satisfaction on his face as he palmed and squeezed his wet cock, easing the last bit of seed from the tip. Only then did he allow her to drape the robe over him as he slid one arm into a sleeve, and then the other arm.
“Would you require anything else, my prince?” Athdar murmured as he leaned respectfully toward him in deference, eager to serve.
“No, I do believe I’m finished. My cock is wonderfully spent.” His gaze lifted and flicked casually among the women standing in a loose circle around him. He flicked his fingers dismissively when Kelly slipped to his side with an ingratiating smile. “I have no more need of any of you. I only wish for silence and time alone to bathe and rest peacefully.”
Kelly gave him a confused look. “You do not want company to help you rest?”
He smirked down at her and flicked a claw over her nipple, catching on a little gold ring there. “Needy pet. No. I got all that I need from you. Entertaining bored females is the opposite of relaxing. Besides, I prefer my solitude when it does not involve my cock’s hunger. As you should well know by now.” His gaze lifted and he made a vague shooing motion as he addressed the rest of them. “Go. Entertain yourselves. The Lorgor won’t harass mated females so you will be completely safe, and the ship is large enough to lose yourself in for a few hours. Or retire to your rooms if you like. I do not care. Just do not disturb me.”
His gaze shifted to Athdar, and his smile grew. “Athdar perhaps you would like to escort my special breeders around and amuse them.”
Stacey just bet he would. Although it wasn’t well known outside the females’ quarters, everyone knew that Athdar had been sterilized long ago so that he could punish and reward, however the situation demanded, at the prince’s command without fear of “sullying” the prince’s mates with his seed. Rumor had it that Gaix had the male’s cock on a leash and likely had implants that controlled the male’s need to rut. She would’ve almost felt sorry for him if not for the fact that Athdar had volunteered for it and took considerable pleasure in his tasks, regardless of whether he was giving pleasure or depriving it while taking his own. Stacey hadn’t been on the receiving end of that particular punishment, just the threat of it, his bare cock rubbing against her, hard with his excitement as he whipped her for displeasing the prince. It had left an impression and one where she worked hard to evade further punishment.
Athdar smiled indulgently at Gaix’s favorites—his breeders he called them for the way they eagerly mounted him with the hope to be bred—and they promptly swarmed around the gonsi with eager smiles. Stacey certainly couldn’t fault them for it. They were treated well and took whatever pleasure was offered. She was certain that one of them was also addicted to a potent drug. She was equally certain that none of them truly liked Gaix or Athdar but were making the best out of the hand they had been dealt. It wasn’t the least bit romantic, which was ironic considering the holiday that prompted their trip out into space, but it was smart. Unfortunately, no matter how much she tried to convince herself, she just couldn’t stomach the prince’s touch, and the cold way he chased his pleasure within her body whenever he was inclined to hunt her down.
Gaix’s gaze landed on her, and his smile grew. “Next time, Bunny. But your hands were magic and pleased me greatly. As did your soft breasts. But next time it will be you riding my cock. Perhaps you will be the first I will take when we reach Kaidava, hmm?”
