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Tomis slept little, keeping watch over the beautiful female.
He’d had s****l experiences before—mostly paid with human slaves—but nothing came close to the desire this female provoked. Even after she’d sucked him off, he’d been hard as a rock for her. Sleeping beside her was both an honor and an agony. Her scent had him in knots; her soft skin brought him to the brink of bliss.
She’d stiffened when he’d explained why he couldn’t claim her but he couldn’t puzzle out what had offended her. He’d assured her of her safety. Surely she understood how honored she would be back at the palatial pod.
Hell, he fully expected to have their roles reversed, with him groveling at her feet. For now, though, he thoroughly enjoyed mastering her.
Probably too much. His mind flitted to his mentor, Mast
