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breeding cycle is done. Your new mate’s first night should go easier,
without those men who’d try their best to approach a concubine for her next
breeding.”
    “My
concubine and my husband are mine, Sir Vorreka.” Nerrita stepped to Getterus’s
side and slid a hand around his waist. “Getterus chose me.”
    “He did.”
Vorreka let his hand drop and he stepped backward. “And I allowed him to do
so.”
    “Vorr,”
Getterus chided.
    “Bring
her,” Vorreka commanded. He turned, and the huge, solid rod of his cock stood
out from his pants. He was so large and he’s stood so near Getterus, that cloth
covered cock must have rubbed against my master.
    The man
left and for a moment, nobody moved. Then, Getterus made a soft whimper.
    “Come,
love. Let me help you. I know how his forcefulness affects you during your
season. But you did not bow to it. You were strong.” She stroked down his arm
with a light brush along his skin.
    A large
shudder rocked Getterus. He turned toward the bed and his chest moved in
powerful lunges as he took in air. Dark purple streaked across his chest and
over his cheeks. His mouth had the same hue and he licked it. His eyes were
glassy and his nipples tight and small. His cock was just as hard as Vorreka’s
had been.
    Nerrita
yanked on the waist of his pants and they fell away, leaving him bare and the
dark purple head of his cock pointed straight at me. He shivered.
    “I will
purify you. And then I will give you what you need.” Nerrita spoke harshly. Not
in a way that held accusal. No, I felt command from her. She took control of us
at that moment.
    “Winna,
help him onto the bed. Then kneel at his hips.”
    “Yes,
mistress.” In no time at all, I’d accepted her as my mistress, the woman who would
take care of me and tell me what to do, yes, but also to appreciate me.
    She gave
me a glance of approval and the sick feeling in my gut over what had just
happened, something I didn’t understand and had scared me, melted.
    Getterus
stretched on the bed with a groan. His large cock lay thick and monstrous on
his belly.
    “Lick his
cock. Suck him while I prepare him.”
    I gulped.
    Getterus
moaned and his hips rose from the bed. His cock nudged against my chin. His
eyes glittered as he licked his lips again. I leaned over him and for the
moment, forced myself to hold his gaze. I licked out and flickered my tongue
along the side of his shaft.
    He made a
choking sound and slammed his eyes shut.
    Freed from
that mental hold, I turned my attention fully onto that cock that had given me
such pleasure before. I wanted to please him and I wanted to help him as he so
clearly needed me.
    The large
thick cock lay against his belly. It appeared much as a human male’s—virgin
before yesterday or not, I’d seen the anatomy before. Except my master’s shaft
had that rich purple hue that matched the color of rest of his body except the
base. But as his eager cock proudly stood, the color shifted and grew subtly
darker as it rose toward the tip. The helmet was filled with blood and dark
purple, nearly black. The veins along the sides bulged and pulsed. A pearl of
white semen gathered on the tip of his cock and dripped down to his belly.
    I darted
forward and licked that small puddle. Getterus’s stomach muscles contracted and
he made a small sound. A hand threaded into my hair. He didn’t push me even
though his other hand clutched the covers on the bed in a tight fist. His taste
dissolved on my tongue and I groaned as my mouth flooded. He was delicious.
Unbelievably so. I couldn’t get enough.
    Gripping
him at the base—my fingers unable to reach around him—I hungrily brought him to
my mouth and suckled the slit at the head of his shaft. His taste was like the
cleanest, clearest water with that hint of minerals that gave it richness. Like
the purest and best of nature slid over my tongue. As if I tasted Earth itself,
new, young, and primal.
    He was too
large to fit easily into my mouth,