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New Release: Training Him

Darden engages a pet from the pleasure houses of Nakam more out of boredom than anything else. When the young man is presented to him, he knows something isn’t right. Someone is trying to trick him, and he’s going to find out why and make them pay. But even though Laxus has no training whatsoever, something about him intrigues Darden, most especially his willingness to pretend to be a pleasure slave for a stranger.
Laxus loves sex, and he loves money even more, so he agreed to pose as a pet for the high fee he was offered. But his target immediately sees through his lies, and Darden insists on giving Laxus “proper training” as they keep up the charade to trap Darden’s enemies. Laxus has little choice but to submit to everything Darden has in store for him.
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Laxus sank into the tub and sighed. Darden was so beautiful he’d be able to endure touching him easily—at least until the man shoved his cock into Laxus. He’d been surprised to hear the refined man saying such crude things. Would he really do the things he’d promised? The hand in his hair had been strong and demanding, and Laxus wondered if he’d been cheated. Anything could happen in two weeks, and even ten thousand credits would only help him forget so much if Darden found delight in treating him roughly or causing him pain. He knew some men enjoyed that and imagined the guild might allow things that didn’t do permanent damage if enough credits were exchanged. Everything had happened so fast he was still flustered. He’d thought he would have more time to prepare and do research, and he had definitely been led to believe his encounters with Darden would be much milder. He’d already made several mistakes, and he’d get nothing if Darden was dissatisfied and sent him away.As he cleaned himself, Laxus thought of his mission and the woman who’d engaged him. Darden and the king shared a secret, and Laxus had been charged to find out what it was. Two weeks might be enough time, but what if it wasn’t?Darden seemed like a decent man, though after two weeks of fucking and other indulgences, Laxus knew he might not feel that way anymore. Some people could be very different behind closed doors. His benefactress had said Darden would only fuck him. She’d said nothing about spanking, but Darden had. Laxus frowned as he rinsed the soap from his skin. He already had a down payment, and if he’d been deceived, he could get out and run away the next day. Men who used the guild would never harm their pets. They were far too expensive. Laxus wondered what Nuro had done with the money that had been paid out for him. It certainly hadn’t gone to the guild. Was he keeping it, or would it go to the woman? Perhaps they were splitting it. Or it might be what they planned to pay him with. Laxus wondered if the woman and Nuro were lovers or if they were connected in some other way. He checked the time and got out of the bath. He’d dallied too long looking around the room, and Darden would be coming to him any minute now.As he dried off, Laxus considered how he would act when Darden came in. The man had received him rather coolly, not really seeming all that aroused even when he was telling Laxus what he planned to do to him. Perhaps that didn’t matter. Darden only wanted someone to fuck for two weeks, after all. Laxus had hesitated over the length of time, but Nuro had insisted he would need that long to do his job properly. Laxus examined himself in the mirror. He knew he wasn’t as good looking as Darden, but his dark hair and eyes had always held appeal, even when he was younger and less muscular. No woman had ever complained before, and he’d never had any trouble getting pussy.Of course, Darden wasn’t a woman. The man was beautiful and perhaps used to fucking equally beautiful men. But he hadn’t rejected Laxus. His questions had been unnerving, but Laxus hadn’t been expecting them. He’d been under the impression he’d simply be taken to the man’s bed. Nuro had reassured him all was well, but Laxus didn’t know what to think. He’d simply have to let the man do whatever he wanted and hope for the best. Laxus loved sex, so surely it wouldn’t be so bad. He’d had threesomes before and touched and kissed the other men. He simply hadn’t fucked them or let them fuck him. Kissing a man was different, rougher. He didn’t dislike it, and perhaps once they started touching he’d be able to get lost in the sensations.Laxus massaged his balls and then dressed in his robe. He knew he’d have to get hard faster when Darden came in. Perhaps it would be easier when the man touched him. He let the tub drain and went to sit on the bed. The bedroom struck him as stark. Darden’s study had been paneled in wood and filled with books and wooden furniture. Beautiful fresh-cut flowers had been on his desk. This room seemed utilitarian. The white walls had no ornamentation, the only color in the room the navy comforter on the large bed. The cabinets and chests in the room were all white with silver accents.The door slid open, and Darden walked in. The man glanced to him but then turned away. He began to undress, shedding the purple tunic that marked him as a diplomat. Laxus stared at the man’s wide, muscular chest. He’d wondered if Darden wore anything under the tunic, other shirts or perhaps a bit of padding, as some men of affluence did, but now he saw it was all muscle. Big, strong muscles. Darden turned penetrating eyes toward Laxus and walked toward him.“Get on your knees. I want to test the skills of your mouth. You’ve been lax and sloppy thus far. If you don’t please me, I’ll send you back this very night.” He freed his cock, already hard.Laxus swallowed. He’d get nothing but the credits he’d already been paid if he were sent away, and that wasn’t nearly enough to buy a new ship or even a used one. “Forgive me, sir.” He paused and then tilted his head back. “Use me as you wish. You’re so handsome, and I’d love to taste your cum.”Darden smiled down at him. “And so you shall.” He rubbed his cock over Laxus’s lips and watched him closely.Laxus maintained eye contact, the cock head warm and wet against his lips. The man was twice his size and all hard, solid muscle. Laxus opened his mouth and took the head in. He sucked in half the length and tilted his head to maintain eye contact.Darden rubbed his thumb over Laxus’s cheek. “Yes, that’s better.” He smiled. “You just needed to be taken in hand and made to understand.” He thrust deeper, hitting the back of Laxus’s throat.Laxus gagged but kept sucking. He’d been rough with more than one woman, and they always adjusted. He could too. He used his tongue to massage the vein on the underside and tried to relax to take the head into his throat. Darden gripped his hair hard and fucked his mouth with more force. Laxus relaxed and let it happen. His gaze lowered to the man’s abs, and he watched the muscles there flexing. His jaw ached, and he looked up again. Darden had his head thrown back, his mouth slightly open. He pushed in to the hilt and held there, looking down.“Swallow,” Darden said, his voice husky and low.Laxus did so, gagging again, but he sucked and worked his tongue as much as he could. It felt strange to have the cock partially lodged in his throat, but he kept swallowing, knowing it would feel good to Darden. Then Darden moved again, thrusting roughly. Laxus grabbed for the man’s hips to hold himself steady, and then Darden roared out a cry.The hot cum filled his mouth and gagged him. He swallowed, amazed at how much the man gave him. Some of it ran down his chin, and when he was released, he sat back on his heels and wiped it away. Darden watched him, and for good measure, Laxus licked the excess cum from his hand.Darden yanked him up. “I shouldn’t have had to fuck your mouth so hard. Tell you to swallow. You should have been able to get me off on your own.” He threw back the covers and tossed Laxus down on the bed. “You must be punished.”Laxus didn’t understand. Was this part of their play, or was he going to be sent away? Darden drew several things out of a drawer and set them on the top of the chest. He turned and strode back over to the bed, his cock still free and already getting hard again.“Get on your knees and face the headboard.” Darden dropped his pants, revealing legs just as muscular as the rest of him.Laxus did as he was told. Darden grabbed one of his hands and pulled it to the corner of the bed. He drew a strap from beneath the mattress and bound Laxus’s hand with it. He went around to the other side and did the same thing. “Stay on your knees and lift your ass for me, your legs spread so I can see your cock and balls.”Laxus obeyed and waited. Darden came back and held something up for him to see. It was a gag, and the part that fit against his mouth had a small dildo on it. Darden rubbed the fake cock against Laxus’s lips. “You aren’t hard yet. I’m very disappointed. I’m going to spank you until you’re aching.” He slid the cock into Laxus’s mouth and secured the gag. “That’s to help you work on your skills.”Laxus nodded, not knowing what else to do. The fake cock was soft and flexible, and he tried to adjust its position to make it more comfortable. He heard a loud thwack behind him and turned to see that Darden held a leather flogger in his hand. He hit his own palm again before he walked over and ran his hand over Laxus’s ass.“You’re not what I expected, but I find you strangely pleasing. Perhaps I needed a change of pace, something to surprise and challenge me.” One finger massaged Laxus’s hole. “I’m going to enjoy sinking in here.” His hand slid down to cup Laxus’s balls.Laxus closed his eyes since he was facing away from Darden. The touch felt good, but he didn’t like being bound. He had no reason to think Darden would harm him, but the man didn’t seem pleased, even though he had come. Darden’s hand moved down more to grasp his cock. That made Laxus respond, and Darden leaned over Laxus.“I want your cock hard. This is your last chance.” He pumped Laxus with more vigor.Laxus moaned at the rough touch. He liked the forcefulness, but he doubted he’d like the flogging. He tried to think about the orgasm he’d eventually have if he endured this punishment. Darden’s strong hand loosened a bit, and the softer touch allowed him to relax. He grew hard, and need began to build in his groin.“Ah, there we are.” Darden backed off and let the flogger touch Laxus’s ass. The thin straps felt cool against his skin. Darden let it caress him a long time, which made Laxus anxious. When the first strike came, it was soft, but Laxus knew harder ones would follow. Three soft blows came, then a sharper one. Laxus gasped, his eyes popping open. Darden made him wait for the next one. It caused him to gasp as well. He’d expected a steady pattern, but Darden kept him guessing. And then he dropped the flogger and began using his hand. A moan fell from Laxus’s lips when a sharp blow was followed by a caress. He went stiff and gazed down. Darden repeated the move several times, and then he came to the head of the bed. He undid the gag and looked down into Laxus’s face.“You like that?”Laxus swallowed and tried to steady his breathing. “Yes.”Darden stroked his cheek. “I actually believe that. Did it surprise you?”Laxus hesitated, but he knew he had to answer. “Yeah.”“Never been spanked before?”“No.”“Why are you here?”Laxus tried to formulate an appropriate answer. “To please you. Service you. Sir.” He cursed inwardly, knowing he’d been forgetting to add the sir to his other responses.Darden shook his head and moved away. Laxus panicked, wishing he weren’t bound. Darden climbed onto the bed, placing his hands on Laxus’s tender cheeks.“They’re so lovely and pink now. And you’re hard.” He smacked each cheek again. “I was going to let you go after the spanking, but now I have to have you.”“I’m sorry I haven’t pleased you, sir.”“You’re about to. I’m going to fuck your virgin ass and make you come like you never have before.” Darden leaned over him and kissed his shoulder. “Why are you pretending to be a pet? You must’ve been very desperate.”With as much confidence as he could muster, he said, “Sir, I’m not pretending.”Darden let four blows fall on his ass, and Laxus cried out, half from pain and half from surprise at how much he liked the pain. “You’re lying, and I’m going to fuck the truth out of you.”“Sir, please. I’m not lying. The guild sent me.” He didn’t know what to do. Bound and helpless, he couldn’t defend himself in any way. He had to convince Darden he was legitimate. The man had obviously suspected the deceit and been toying with him, but maybe there was still hope of escape.

 

New Release: Under His Beast

Matthew arrives in the land of the prosperous Faeles—a feline-like race—as an indentured servant, thinking he'll be doing nothing but working for the next two years. But the handsome males all react to him in a way no one ever did back home. He once thought he'd never have a chance to explore the desires he's always had, but it soon becomes clear that he's going to be more than spoiled for choice among the exotic Faeles...





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Matthew helped Petyr load the bags of grain into his cart. A male Faeles with golden fur came up to Petyr, clapping him on the back.“I see you finally got some help,” the male said.“Yes.” Petyr beckoned Matthew over. “This is Matthew. Matthew, this is Garren.”Matthew smiled. “Nice to meet you.”Garren’s gaze raked over him. “A pleasure. How long will you be with us?”“Two years.”Garren smiled. “So I’ll be seeing you often. I live in the house across the pond behind Petyr’s. We share some fields, alternating crops each year.”“I volunteered to send him to Geraint, so he’ll be there for a month or two.”“Ah, you should find that exciting. Our sorcerer is … interesting.”Petyr shook his head and laughed. “You’re trying to scare him because you think he’s cute and want to keep him around.”Garren shrugged. “Can’t blame me for trying.” He smiled at Matthew. “If either of them work you too hard, I’ll give you sanctuary.”“I’m sure I’ll be fine,” Matthew said, knowing his face was red.Garren moved off when someone called his name, and he and Petyr went back to loading bags. Once they were headed back to Petyr’s, Matthew finally found the courage to ask, “Do you really think he found me attractive?”“Garren?” Petyr glanced at him oddly and gave him a slow smile. “Your clerics weren’t very thorough, were they?”“What do you mean?”“Humans are as exotic to us as we are to you. But I’m sure you probably never gave that any thought. Faeles males tend to like that humans are smaller and more fragile. Brings out the machismo, you could say.”“So, lots of males might find me appealing?”“Yes, but you can turn them down despite your status here. If anyone tries to tell you otherwise, come to me.” He looked at Matthew seriously. “Especially since it would be your first time, I take it?”Matthew nodded. “Yeah. I’m just surprised. Girls back home were far more impressed by my brothers.”“Because you’re short and not muscular?”“Yes.”“You’d be smaller than most of us even if you were a foot taller and solidly built. Don’t dwell on it.”Matthew wondered how it would be if he did meet someone special. His family would be disappointed, but they just might understand, in time, if he wanted to stay here as a mate. He could find work and send money home if he did that. One of his brothers had already suggested he take work after the two years were over if the Faeles offered him anything.“Ask me anything you like. Geraint is wiser than any of us, but he’s hard to pin down sometimes.”Matthew wanted to ask if Petyr found him attractive, but he didn’t want to seem forward or appear to be fishing for a compliment. “I don’t mean to sound so down on myself. It’s just that you’re all so beautiful.”Petyr smiled. “All of us?”Matthew swallowed. “Yes.”“Then you may have many options if you wish to gain more experience.”Matthew blushed again. “I think the pheromones are starting to get to me.”“Probably. I’m seeing my lover tonight, so I’m a bit … on edge. He’s been away for a month.”“You have a lover but don’t live with him?”Petyr shook his head. “We typically don’t live together until we select a true mate.” He parked the cart and jumped to the ground, coming around to help Matthew down. “Not to reinforce our reputation as wicked decadents, but if you wish, you could spend the evening with us. My lover’s name is Erik, and he’s a very gentle male. We could do anything you wished.”Matthew thought he might faint, though he wasn’t sure if it was fright or excitement making his heart race. He swallowed. “I think that would be leaping without looking, as they say. I just got here, and I am a bit overwhelmed.”“That’s fine,” Petyr said as he threw a bag of grain over his shoulder. “But I wished to make the offer. I think you were afraid to ask, but yes, I find you attractive as well.”Matthew took up one of the bags as well and followed Petyr through a door that led to the pantry off the kitchen. “Everyone speaks of such things openly here. At home, it’s so different. So many topics are forbidden.”They went back outside, and Matthew took up a crate of apples. “I make a pretty good apple pie, if you like them.”Petyr smiled “I do. Thank you.” He grabbed another bag of grain and fell into step with Matthew. “We see no reason not to speak of such things. We try to be understanding of human ways.” He set the bag in the corner and straightened. “But to be honest, you seem curious. I saw you on the ship watching everyone.”Matthew put the apples on the table where Petyr pointed. “I am. As you said, I’m certainly old enough to have lovers.”“I was very curious when I was young. Wild, even. I look forward to having a mate one day, just not quite yet.”“How do you know when you’ve found a good mate?”They brought in the rest of the bags of grain as Petyr explained. “It’s part instinct and part physical chemistry. Sometimes, a lover’s scent strikes you differently. Or it could be something unconscious. My mother knew she wanted my father as her mate when another female’s scent made her jealous.”Matthew followed him back outside. “So you can tell if someone you’re standing close to has been with another?”“Yes. By the time I take you to Geraint, you’ll smell like me a bit. He’ll likely make you bathe first thing. As I said, he’s traditional. Old-fashioned. While you’re attending him, he won’t want to smell another, male or female.” He unhitched the horses while Matthew swept the cart out.“So I’d need to bathe after coming for supplies and things? Or interacting with others?”“Yes, but he’ll explain everything when you get there. He’s thorough. And efficient. That can make he seem kind of gruff and curt, but don’t let it get to you. He’s a softy deep down, just rough around the edges.”“Sounds like you’re setting me up with your cousin or something.”Petyr laughed. “You won’t have to worry about that much. Geraint is more interested in study than in sex. He gave up on romance after a relationship went bad years ago. It’ll give you some time to get used to things here.”Matthew helped him lead the horses into the barn. “He’s not interested in finding a mate?”“Doesn’t seem to be,” Petyr said. Then with a grin, he added, “So my offer still stands. Erik has his own home, but he’ll likely be staying here most nights.”“I’ll think on it, though it may be best for me to take the time to get used to things here.” He took up a brush and stroked it over the horse, soothing her and picking leaves from her mane. “Do many humans take lovers right away?”“Yes, though I hear they often deny it when they go back home.”“They must. I’ve certainly never heard anyone talk about it openly. When I got here, I was intimidated.” He lowered his eyes, knowing he still was. “I was shocked to hear you say the males here would find me appealing.”“The females will as well. They like the gentleness of humans. Get tired of the strutting and posturing.” He chuckled. “We’re a testosterone-ridden race.”“You’re open and warm, too, though. I like it. Everyone in the market was friendly.”“Yes, and many a male eyed you. I had to give them a glare that said you were with me.”Matthew paused in his brushing. “Sounds like I’ll not be going home with my virtue intact.” He smiled to let Petyr know he wouldn’t mind.“You won’t miss it,” Petyr said with another chuckle.

New Release: His Bounty

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Daniel works long hours cleaning his master’s house, telling himself his lot is better than that of other enslaved humans, who are used for sex or made to endure hard labor until they drop. He’s deemed neither attractive enough nor strong enough to fetch a good price, so his master tolerates him as a house servant. When a human bounty hunter takes a liking to Daniel at one of the auctions, his master sells him without a moment’s hesitation. His fate forever changed, Daniel is handed over to a man who has made it very clear that he expects pleasure and complete submission from his new acquisition…

But the bounty hunter has a secret, and it’s going to change both their lives forever.



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Excerpt:  Daniel sat up when the door to his room opened. He didn’t fight as they chained him and led him out to his slab to be displayed. Today, it seemed, they’d decided not to bother with the voice inhibitor. Not that it mattered, since nothing Daniel could say would influence the people who’d soon be filing into the large, open room. He’d been allowed a quick but cold shower earlier, and they’d taken his normal clothes and given him only a short, skirt-like garment to wear around his waist. Part of him wished his current owner, a red-skinned Delenian named Malem, would simply give up and make him a permanent servant. A hundred years earlier, right after Earth had been conquered, humans had been prized commodities. Now, there were so many no one found them exotic enough to be pets, plus lots of other races proved to be stronger and better suited to hard labor. Many humans still wound up as sex slaves, but Daniel had always been seen as too plain for that. Brown hair, brown eyes, average build, with unremarkable profile and complexion. He’d heard himself described with those exact words far too many times. That description was actually encoded on his ownership disc. And since he was no longer a teenager, none of the “exclusive” customers even considered him sexually anymore, which he secretly counted as a blessing.Once his chains had been secured, Daniel went onto his knees on the cushion that had been provided. Nothing else was done to him, and he sat and watched all of the other slaves being prepared. Might as well get comfortable. Today, there were several females up for sale. The maids buzzed around fussing over them and trying to make them look alluring. Most of the males on display stood a foot or more taller than Daniel, and all of them had large muscles. Heavy objects had been placed near them on carts and hoversleds so they could show off their strength when necessary. Daniel had worked with most of them in Malem’s household, and they seemed to be of one accord in their thoughts about him. He was useless, like most humans, because he couldn’t lift as much as they could, couldn’t do all of the grueling tasks they accomplished easily. Daniel did work typically reserved for female servants, but Malem didn’t seem to mind. He wouldn’t let anyone else clean his bathing chamber, in fact. Daniel wouldn’t call it an honor, but it did imply a level of trust. He sighed, as that trust had never helped him in any of his escape plans.Daniel hated to believe that this life had killed his spirit, but the beatings he’d received as a teen had taught a hard lesson. As much as it irked him, he often told himself he was lucky. Most human males his age were molested and raped by their owners, even given to guests for “amusement” or forced to fuck anything that was put before them on command. Daniel had to clean and work in the gardens. He did so fourteen hours a day, but that was still better than the majority of owned humans. He cast his gaze down, knowing that such thinking wasn’t good. The wealthy beings that ran the slave trade throughout all the systems wanted slaves to think that way, to feel that way, so they wouldn’t try to escape or rebel.Yet still, Daniel didn’t want to be sold, unless someone who’d be easier to escape from could buy him. Malem kept too close an eye on everything in his household. Daniel’s escape plans had never gotten past the first couple of steps. He’d been a captive for ten years, ever since being taken from his family at the age of eleven. The slavers had killed every adult who resisted, and though he hadn’t seen it happen, he knew his parents had been killed. The early days of being owned were a blur now, and most days he was thankful. His grief over the loss of his parents had eclipsed everything.Beings of a dozen races had begun to enter, and Daniel raised his gaze to scan them. As usual, at least for the past two years, no one took much notice of him. A few looked him over, but little interest was shown. One pair, however, caught Daniel’s attention—two humans. The female, who had hair dyed green, seemed to be giving the male direction. The man was tall and lean. And dirty. Dust covered his boots, leather pants, shirt, and the duster he wore. His long brown hair was thick but looked a bit greasy—under the dirt. The man was armed as well, a laser pistol at his side and a knife of some kind in his boot. The pair stood talking a long time before Malem approached them. They spoke briefly, and then the woman left. The man stood with Malem a while, and after an exchange, the man started walking around. Malem watched the man go, before walking with purpose over to Daniel.“Straighten up!” Malem said with a snap of his fingers. “That man just might be persuaded to take you, given his tendencies.”Tendencies? Daniel looked at the crowd and saw the man smiling as he questioned one of the female slaves who was dancing to attract attention. She bowed to him and gave an answer that made him laugh, but then he moved on. “What for?”“No concern of yours.”“Mine more than anyone else’s.”Malem crossed his arms and let his breath out in a huff. Daniel could tell he’d have been slapped any other day, but anything that might leave a mark would never do today, especially with a customer showing interest. “If you can’t keep that tongue in check, the vocal inhibitor goes back on. On the highest setting.”Daniel bit his lip. The highest setting would shock him if he so much as cleared his throat or coughed. Getting a case of the hiccups had nearly killed him once, and he had a small scar on his throat to prove it. After a moment, he nodded.“Good. Now try to look appealing.”Daniel hesitated, but then calmly said, “Appealing how? The other men are all stronger. I wouldn’t stand a chance, so what do you mean?”Malem raised one eyebrow. “You want plain talking? Fine. He’s looking for someone to fuck whenever he chooses. He’s a bounty hunter, and he travels and works alone. Whores get expensive over time.”Daniel eyed the man again. He’d fucked other slaves, males and females, but those encounters had been attempts to forget, to banish reality. Being forced into sex was the one thing he’d escaped, but it looked like that might change. And soon.“If you want plain talking, I’d rather scrub your floors until the day I die.” The bounty hunter wasn’t ugly, and he might even look good cleaned up, but Daniel felt sick at the very idea of being kept for that purpose.Malem tapped his foot. “And you do a fine job, but males are always expensive, and honestly, you haven’t been worth it. Not a good investment at all. I’d expected to sell you quickly, but instead I’ve been feeding you for ten years.”Daniel looked down, knowing almost anything he said would get the vocal inhibitor put on him. Normally, he’d have given a snarky answer about being set free, but he didn’t dare with so many supporters of the slave trade around. Malem started to speak again, but then the man approached. He nodded to Malem and moved to look at Daniel. He examined Daniel’s face more than anything, his intense gaze making Daniel nervous. After looking at the card on the side of the slab, he asked, “What’s your name? Birth name?”The card said “Erof”, a common slave name, but Daniel had never stopped thinking of himself by his real name. “Daniel Flynn,” he said softly.“Not bad. I like human names,” the man said, and Daniel watched him closely. His mouth had twitched ever so slightly when Daniel had spoken. Daniel had learned to pay attention to every detail of body language and facial movements. It had saved him from a beating more than once, when he’d been able to hold his tongue, that is. Did this guy really like his name? Or maybe his voice? He’d been trained to speak quietly to potential buyers, the punishment for doing otherwise being too painful to think about.“You may inspect him more closely, if you wish,” Malem said. “I’ve had him ten years, and he’s not violent.”The man took Daniel by the chin and looked into his eyes. “I’m Gaelen.” And then he began to inspect Daniel, as customers had in the past. Daniel had always found it degrading, but he’d learned to live with the feeling, if just barely. Gaelen ran his fingers through Daniel’s hair, even tugging it a little. “His natural color?”“Yes,” Malem said. “The eyes as well. No surgical alterations have been made to him.”Gaelen worked his hands over Daniel’s shoulder, his grip firm but not rough. “How much can he lift? I need help at times and can’t trust hired men with valuable cargo.”“He can lift about forty pounds.” Malem had started shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Daniel thought it was more excitement than nerves. No one had been this interested in him in a long time.“And you say he’s never been fucked?” Gaelen asked.“No. He’s had some dalliances, but he always dominated.”Daniel’s face grew hot. He’d known Malem had been aware of his sexual activities, but he felt stupid for not suspecting he’d literally been watched.“Is there a fee for examining him there?” Gaelen asked.Now Daniel went pale. Dozens of beings milled around, many of them watching Gaelen inspect him, amusement on their faces.“You may do as you like, no charge.”Gaelen knelt behind him, and Daniel tried not to gasp when a hand slipped between his cheeks. Gaelen massaged his hole, even testing it with one finger. Then the hand slid over his hip and grasped his balls. The man gave a light squeeze before wrapping his fingers around the flaccid shaft. He began to pump, his rough hands stimulating Daniel in ways he hadn’t expected. Gaelen leaned in and whispered, “Let’s see how long you are when you’re hard.”Daniel’s cock jerked at the whispered words. The guy knew what he was doing, working the underside and changing the pressure and rhythm just right. Daniel bit the inside of his cheek to keep quiet. Gaelen hadn’t exposed him, but everyone watching could tell what Gaelen was doing to him.

New Release: Different Stars

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When Janne’s ship crashed, he never expected to be rescued, especially not by a gorgeous, virile man like Kitan. He thinks his long denied desire to be with a man might soon be satisfied, but Kitan seems to think of him as nothing but a kid, dismissing their mutual attraction as infatuation.

Kitan fell for a beautiful face before, and he doesn’t intend to do so again. But Janne’s beauty and sweetness prove hard to resist. And when he agrees to help Janne complete his mission, he knows it won’t be long before he gives in to the temptation that the young, eager man offers.


 
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