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inner muscles clenching, seeking the thick hardness of his fingers. Reaching for him, her

fingers closed around his wrist.

He exploded into movement. With a forceful but gentle move, he pulled free of her

hold. He grabbed her and lifted, flipping her onto her stomach in a smooth motion. She

found herself staring at the floor, her belly pressed against his thighs before she could

even think of struggling.

With one hand braced against his thigh, she pushed herself up until only her hips

rested on his thigh. She heard the crack first, then felt heat flare over her right buttock.

His hand landed on the opposite cheek only a moment later. She gasped and began

squirming and fighting. His hand pressed against the small of her back. It stayed there a

warm unyielding pressure that offered no hope of escape until he released her.

She gulped in gasping breaths. Resentment rose, but even that didn‟t dim the

hunger she could still feel curling inside her. When his hand moved between her thighs,

she knew he wasn‟t going to let her forget it.

His thumb stroked across her clit. She tensed and drew in a stunned breath. The

sharp sensation from that simple touch was so intense that she felt it all the way to her

toes. She could still feel it rippling through her, building her arousal. She moaned and

her hips arched into his touch.

“You will obey orders given for your safety immediately.”

She tensed expecting another swat to land on her ass. When his palm just cupped

her left butt cheek, her skin tingled where his hand molded to the curve. She felt a

trickle of moisture seep from her pussy. Her body went wild. She trembled knowing

that she was on the edge of a huge climax.

His hand lifted and landed in a swift swat, rose again and delivered another open

handed crack to her buttocks. She clutched at his thigh, her muscles quivering. In a few

more moments, she‟d probably beg him for release.

He lifted her off his lap and in one swift move stood. “You will stay in this room

until I get back.”

She nodded, not trusting her voice when her body was screaming with need.

“This is punishment. You will not touch yourself. You will not give yourself release.

I‟ll know if you do and you won‟t like the results.” His hard brown eyes locked with

hers.

She nodded again. She‟d absolutely love to flout his orders just to prove that she

could. He didn‟t seem inclined to see her side of the story. She hadn‟t done anything

wrong by helping the boy. That apparently didn‟t matter. He wasn‟t playing and she

didn‟t know if she could take more of his punishment. It wasn‟t the pain. The smacks

on her buttocks had stung, but it was the arousal and the delay that were uppermost in

her mind. She didn‟t know if she could take another wait, but she‟d try. She was certain

that if she did disobey he would begin again.

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He left the room and she stood. She walked over and pulled one of Jarritt‟s shirts

out of the closet. It was large and roomy. She couldn‟t even think about putting on one

of her own shirts. It would be too tight. Her breasts felt too sensitive for the pressure.

Even the loose, soft fabric of his shirt felt almost rough, abrasive. She couldn‟t stay still.

Unsatisfied sexual energy swirled inside her. The urge to slide her hand down her body

kept gnawing at her. She clenched her hands and kept them stiffly at her side. Being

ordered to stay in this room certainly didn‟t help matters. She needed to find some way

to keep busy but the room was clean. Nothing for her to do.

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Jarritt left the
marrohl
and headed into the forest. If he stayed in the
marrohl
, he‟d be

tempted to go to her. For the punishment to be effective, she needed to feel the

frustration build. His cock ached, pressing tightly against the laces of his pants. Leaving

her like that hadn‟t been easy. He‟d wanted to fuck her, if only to reassure himself that

she was safe.

When he was well away from the building and knew he was alone, he stripped off

his clothes and changed forms. He cast a look back to the
marrohl
before springing

forward. His large paws made little sound as he ran deeper into the forest.

She would remember this lesson. He didn‟t want to have to go through that again.

Animal and man were united in this purpose. She wouldn‟t risk her life. She would

obey him. Her safety was an absolute priority and she would remember it.

He ran, trying not to think of her luscious scent and her sweet body. The exercise

taxed his body but it didn‟t push thoughts of her from his mind. He‟d never expected to

feel this strongly for her this soon. The connection between them had been strong, but

he‟d believed that deeper emotions would take time to build and form.

He forced his thoughts onto the pirates and ways to make his clan safe. Motion

detectors wouldn‟t really work. For the most part, other
Aridi
would set the alarms off

as they ran through the forest. As long as the threat of pirate attacks remained, he‟d

have to station lookouts at points around the clan holding.

He slowed his pace and began making his way back to the
marrohl
. Hopefully, Lisia

would be waiting as he‟d instructed. Sometimes, he didn‟t know what to expect from

her. She could be wild and defiant one moment and then soft and undeniably feminine

the next. He knew he‟d never completely control her. It went against
Aridi
nature. They

were a wild breed. He didn‟t want a slave. All he wanted was to keep her safe. He

didn‟t expect her to appreciate that just yet. From the little that he knew, she‟d been

surrounded by the protection of her family until that incident at the spaceport.

He got his clothes and dressed.

Entering the
marrohl
, he headed straight for the door to his section. The door

opened and he climbed the stairway. He paused outside the room. Her scent was faint

and mixed with his own. He knew that she hadn‟t stepped out of the room since he‟d

left her. Opening the door, he stepped into the room. She sat on the bed, her eyes

narrowed on him. She was naked, but he saw one of his shirts on the bed near her. The

scent of her arousal hung heavy in the air.

“How are you doing?” Jarritt asked walking over to the stand in front of her.

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“How do you think I‟m doing? My body‟s burning, I‟ve been sitting here unable to

find release because of your damn order. I guess I should be in a great mood.” Her

voice had a definite biting edge.

He smiled. Her words didn‟t bother him. In fact, he expected it. It gave him

encouragement. The anger he could deal with. Most of it would fade as soon as she

found her release.

“What do you think of your lesson?” He didn‟t move, just watched her face.

“Have you ever actually liked a lesson?” She bared her teeth at him.

“I can‟t say I did, but I learned from them.” He sat down on the bed beside her. “So

did you learn anything? Are you going to obey or will you need another lesson?”

“I can‟t predict how I‟ll react in a situation like today. I‟ll do my best to obey your

orders. I can‟t ever see myself turning my back on a child in trouble. If I know there‟s a

warrior there to help him, I‟ll be happy to let him handle it.” She took a deep breath and

looked him in the eyes.

He was more satisfied with that than if she‟d agreed completely to everything.

She‟d actually been thinking about it, about what might happen in the future. That was

what he‟d hoped would happen.

“If you do break the rules again, you will be punished.” He stood and began slowly

taking off his clothes.

She looked over at him, her eyes running up and down his body as he peeled off

the last of his clothes. “Are we actually going to do something or are you going to

torture me some more?”

“Is that what you think it was? Torture?” He gently gripped her arms and drew her

to her feet.

“What would you call it if I excited you and then left? All the while having no

intention of fulfilling that desire?” She questioned with a baleful look. She crossed her

arms over her chest and turned a little away from him.

“I can see your point, but it was intended to be a lesson, not torture. I want you to

remember this.” He gently uncrossed her arms and put them around his waist.

She let her arms fall back to her sides. Jarritt smiled. Apparently, she held a grudge.

He could handle that. Making sure her mood improved would be just the kind of

challenge he‟d welcome. He pulled her close to him until her hips snuggled against his.

She stood stiffly in his arms.

“You achieved your aims. I‟ll definitely remember this.” She pushed against his

chest. “Let me go.”

“I would if I didn‟t intend to hear you screaming my name.” He slid his hands

down her back, cupping her buttocks.

She looked up at him. He saw the hope in her eyes and her body relaxed against

him.

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“What, I‟m not supposed to wait for the rest of the day to pass so that I‟ll remember

it?” She didn‟t seem to entirely believe he was serious.

“If I intended you to stay unsatisfied through the rest of the day, I wouldn‟t have

touched you when I returned. There‟s such a thing as taking a punishment too far.”

Jarritt‟s fingers flexed and he lifted her against him. “It‟s not as if all I did was take

away something of yours.”

She tilted her head and her hands slowly rose brushing over his ribs. He smiled,

crawled onto the bed and lifted her into the center of the mattress. Gently his body

came down over hers. The feel of her smooth skin felt so good. He wanted to lift her

thighs and ease into her tight wet pussy. He knew she still wanted him, but he needed

to know she was ready for him.

“I didn‟t want to leave you.”

She stiffened beneath him.

“I‟m not going to ignore what happened. You were punished. It‟s over.” He cupped

her cheek.

“I don‟t want to talk about it,” she said. “I want to make love now. If we have to

talk, we can do it later.”

She frowned at him, but her eyes followed him as he moved down her body. He

took the time to taste and caress her beautiful breasts. He drew her nipple into his

mouth as his other hand squeezed and fondled the other full globe. She gasped and her

back arched, pushing her breast up into his mouth. He chuckled loving her reaction. He

could feast on her breasts all day long. He loved the taste of her skin, the feel of her

nipples as he drew them into his mouth. After tasting each breast, he moved even

lower. Trailing nipping kisses down her belly, he focused on getting to her wet pussy.

Those lovely hairless lips glistened with her slick juices.

“I‟m going to enjoy tasting your sweet pussy. Do you want my lips and tongue on

you, my
liana
?” Jarritt‟s tongue circled her bellybutton before trailing down the slightly

curving slope of her belly.

“Yes.” The word hissed out on a harsh exhalation.

His teeth nipped at her hip. She wriggled, a thrill of her excitement shooting

through her. He chuckled, his tongue swirling over her skin. Her thighs widened and

she tilted her hips up. A clear sign that she needed more than the teasing nips.

His lips trailed lower. He dropped a kiss on the top of her mound. She quivered

with anticipation. He could smell the heightening of her arousal. He wanted to see, to

taste more. He wanted to feel her inner muscles clenching around his cock.

He drew his tongue up the slick lips of her labia. She moaned. Her hands clenched

in his hair. A purr rumbled through him. He loved the feel of her fingers in his hair. Her

delicious taste and smell filled his senses. He parted the pink lips and lapped at her

hard clit. He flicked the nub, enjoying the way she wriggled and writhed beneath his

tongue. Her hands tugged him closer.

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Sweat glistened on her forehead and red tinged her cheeks. His mouth moved

lower. He lapped the juices spilling from her pussy. He traced his tongue around the

opening. She gasped. Her body bowed as the tension stretched even tighter. He slipped

his fingers into the clenching channel. Hot juices surrounded his stroking fingers. He

watched his fingers slide into her pussy. Just watching her body become hotter made

him so hard for her.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked, lifting his head.

She moaned, reached for him, pulling him up to her. He didn‟t even try to resist.

Her thighs closed around his hips as he moved over her. There wasn‟t anywhere he

wanted to be more than between her legs, deep inside her.