Bacoj picked up the
bottle of bohut they’d brought to the room and filled a glass. He sat in the chair
and stared at Japohn.
The Nobek went on
the alert, energy almost visibly snapping around his muscled physique. Vax
hoped he wouldn’t fight too hard for dominance, if it came to that. Bacoj
needed to be the one in power at this early stage, or Japohn wouldn’t stand a
chance of being clanned.
Bacoj’s evaluating
inspection turned to Vax. The Imdiko’s heart raced as his lover’s expression
took on a deliciously scary darkness. Bacoj’s exacting attentions drove him
crazy with lust, and Vax could only imagine what he planned for them tonight.
Bacoj’s tone was
pure Dramok when he spoke. “My first command is for you to strip naked,
Imdiko.”
“It is, huh?”
Despite his flippant reply, Vax was quick to pull his clothes off.
“I do appreciate a
Dramok who goes for what he wants.” Japohn’s gaze raked Vax greedily as the
Imdiko exposed himself to their scrutiny.
“Then you’ll
appreciate my next order. I seem to remember you have a preference for a
well-spanked ass. I enjoy that as well. Sit on the mat. Put yourself over his
legs, Vax, and submit to discipline.”
Vax’s cocks, already
plump with eagerness, jerked as excitement coursed through his veins. While
he’d prefer spanking Japohn—that gorgeous ass would look amazing glowing from
punishment—it could set up a power struggle between the other two men. If
Japohn was right for them as their Nobek, such scenes had to be avoided. For
the moment, anyway.
He did as he was
told, draping himself over the rock-hard thighs. He waited, feeling Japohn’s
erections poke him in the ribs. Relax. Don’t tense up. Relax. Don’t tense
up.
“With your
permission, Dramok?” The Nobek’s voice was comically breathy and happy.
“You may begin.”
As he’d been with
the paddle the night before, Japohn was thorough with the spanking. His palm
was damned near as firm as the wood had been too. When the gasping Vax couldn’t
help but writhe violently, Japohn held him down, his huge paw pressing the
middle of the Imdiko’s back. The damned bastard didn’t seem to expend any real
strength to do so, either. No amount of kicking or twisting could free Vax from
the constant splashes of pain against his throbbing rear, from the steady
smacks that echoed throughout the room. All the while, Bacoj sat watching and
sipping his drink, smiling with pleasure.
Preparing for war. Fending off a vengeful
stalker. It’s the perfect time for romance on Kalquor.
In
one day, Dramok Bacoj realizes his cherished dream only to have it snatched
away. Then he meets the perfect man, Imdiko Vax. Unfortunately, Vax is a firm
believer in career before love, so he’s unavailable for courtship. Or is he?
Fending off a vengeful stalker, he turns to Bacoj for help, and discovers a
romance he can’t easily set aside.
Nobek
Japohn is all the protector a clan could hope for. However, the young warrior’s
personality isn’t geared toward working well with others. Yet when he sees the
handsome pair of Bacoj and Vax in the sort of trouble only he can save them
from, long-shattered hopes rise anew. Maybe he can be part of a clan, if
they’ll only give him a chance…
…and
if a lunatic bent on murder doesn’t kill them first.
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