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turned around to face her, he was just as
thirsty as before he drank. Her spicy scent filled the room. His cock hardened
and he slowly walked back over in front of her. She appeared wide awake now,
her eyes clear, her naked breasts rising and falling with each deep breath.
    “Where are the other women?” she asked. “Are they chained up
like this?”
    He hardened himself against the worry in her voice. “They’re
no longer your concern.”
    She leaned toward him, so close he could see the long lashes
that framed those eyes he would see in his sleep. “Are they all right? You can
tell me that.”
    He took a step away when all he wanted was to move closer.
“I don’t have to tell you anything. Your only concern is to please your
Master.” He knew how she could please him. On her knees before him. Her hands
cuffed behind her back. Her mouth taking his cock deep. He shuddered as he
imagined plunging between her wet lips, holding her head steady to make sure
she took him all the way down her throat.
    “Why me?”
    Her words jarred him away from his forbidden thoughts.
“What?”
    “Why does the king of Noria want me?”
    Jarrod shrugged. “I don’t know, but if I had to guess, I’d say
your daddy the king got this other king angry and this was how he decided to
fight back.”
    He could see a little spark of hope light up her eyes. He
knew he had to stomp that down right away. “Even if your father knows Barrus is
behind your disappearance, he’ll never be able to get you back.”
    She lifted her chin in that stubborn way he couldn’t help
but admire. “Why not?”
    “Think, Princess.” The crew had discussed this very thing
during their briefing before the mission. “Vanya doesn’t have the technology to
travel to Noria. We teleported in and out in seconds and were light-years away
a few minutes later. It would take Vanyan ships longer than your lifetime to
reach Noria.” Somehow he was within arm’s reach of her again. He brushed the
backs of his knuckles across her cheek. “Your father should have tried to keep
up with technology inside of hiding from it.”
    “The king…my father wanted to keep Vanya safe by isolating
it. He thought we would avoid trouble that way.”
    “It didn’t work, did it? Your father is helpless. As
helpless as you are.” And damn if her helplessness didn’t call to the dark need
within him. He shouldn’t be so aroused by the sight of her this way. He
shouldn’t crave for her to call him Master.
    She shook her head sharply and swung against the chains. Her
hair fell into her face. “My father will come for me.”
    “He has no way to rescue you. By cutting off Vanya from the
rest of the worlds, your father has ensured he has no allies to call upon who
might have faster ships or trained warriors.” Jarrod brushed her heavy curls
away from her face. “You must accept your fate. It is the only way to survive.”
    Her eyes were shadowed now. His words had burned out the
hope that had started to kindle. He refused to feel guilty. She needed to know
the truth.
    But perhaps he could give her another kind of hope.
    Before he could talk himself out of it, he reached out to
test the weight of one of her fine breasts. She stared at him as it rested
heavy in his palm. He swept his thumb across the sunberry-red nipple and it
beaded tightly from his touch. “It is not a bad life, Princess. You will surely
receive your share of pleasure.”
    “It will be no pleasure if I am chained and at my Master’s
mercy.”
    “No?” There was no cloth as a barrier this time as Jarrod
kneaded the firm flesh of her breast. No excuse to touch her but his own raging
need. He told himself that he wasn’t really enjoying this slave without
permission. He wouldn’t take any pleasure from it. He was simply instructing
her. The king would thank him if he knew.
    He pinched her nipple and rolled it with his fingers. She
gasped and arched into his grasp. She had a responsive body. That would