Deep Penetration; Alien Breeders I (28 page)

Something flickered in his eyes, but
Aeon merely nodded. “Yes, Lord Tariq. I will take excellent care of
her.”

“
Good. When you get to
Niribu, you’re to go directly to Lord Cindar and tell him that I’ve
sent along a delicate beauty who’ll require tender care and gentle
training. If he’s interested, make certain he sees her before
anyone else.”

Again the Aeon nodded. “Yes,
lord.”

“
I also have a special
male breeder. We put Pete in the cabin next to this one. He’s
recovering from an injury and needs special care, as well.” He drew
a credit from his pocket and placed it in the android’s hand. “This
is for you if you see to it that he’d delivered discreetly to Lady
Seana as a gift from me. Tell her that we assessed him as an
excellent breeder and he has a cock that should make him equally
entertaining as a love slave with a little training. If you’re
successful, I’ll give you another just like this when you return.
It’s enough to pay for a woman’s services for at least a
month—each.”

The android curled his fingers around
the credit, his face devoid of expression. “Yes, lord. I’ll see it
done.”

Tariq grinned abruptly. “Don’t bother
trying to convince me that isn’t an incentive. I know you androids
have needs just like us.”

Something flickered in the android’s
eyes, but he merely bowed.

Feeling as if a great weight had
dropped from his shoulders, Tariq left the shuttle and returned to
his quarters to relieve Koryn. He could work from his quarters.
Koryn couldn’t and he was going to have to scramble to replace the
empty pod in his lab. Someone on the crew was in Mylor’s pocket. He
was certain of it.

Chapter Twelve

Neither Tariq nor Koryn could decide
whether to be unnerved or gratified by Emerald’s progress. Granted,
Tariq had hoped that the intense disciplinary sessions he’d decided
on would finally have the desired effect, but he realized he hadn’t
really expected that it would and yet, after only three days
Emerald seemed completely docile.

He was deeply suspicious at first when
he realized that Emerald hadn’t hesitated to do whatever he or
Koryn demanded the moment they demanded it. Even exhausted and
weak, she struggled to comply instantly.

He pointed it out to Koryn
over breakfast on the fourth day, when he finally noticed,
wondering if Koryn had.
“When is the last
time that you noticed that Emerald resisted an order?”
he asked curiously.

Koryn’s brows rose and
then he frowned thoughtfully.
“Not
yesterday,”
he said finally.
“It seems to me that I recall some resistance the
day before, but I’m convinced there was nothing
yesterday.”

“
I was thinking the same
thing, but of course, I didn’t know if you’d encountered anything
during your sessions. I begin to think this might actually
work.”

Koryn grimaced.
“And we only needed to bring in the fucking robot
to accomplish it,”
he said
ruefully.

Irritation flickered
through Tariq.
“It doesn’t get tired or
too horny to think straight,”
he said
tightly.
“It’s the same principle,
regardless, and I doubt she can tell that much difference. It’s
cybernetic after all, real flesh and muscle.”

“
Except that it’s a hell
of a lot bigger than our fingers even when we did four at the time
and we couldn’t come close to matching it in stamina—not at that
speed, or depth of penetration with our fingers for that
matter.”

“
That might explain it. It
keeps her at fever pitch longer, which is bound to be more
effective in wearing her down.”

“
Maybe it’s time to test
it? Put her through her paces and see how she does?”
Koryn said thoughtfully.
“I can spare the time from the lab. I’ll have to be in and
out, checking up on the progress of the new seedlings, but that
still leaves me plenty of time today.”

Tariq considered his own
situation.
“I’ve made it clear I’m working
from my quarters. Of course, they were convinced, the bastards,
that it was a determination to stay with Emerald, but it might not
be a bad idea to continue that pattern. It might help to convince
them that they were mistaken.”

“
It might also make them
suspicious she’s still here. We can’t openly order enough food for
three anymore.”

“
She doesn’t eat much. It
isn’t going to be a hardship,”
Tariq
responded.
“I think I can safely dedicate
today to the project either way. Maybe I’ll break pattern and spend
most of the day at the dig site tomorrow.”

“
I won’t be able to spend
all day here attending her sessions if you do. That’ll look equally
suspicious—besides I have the lab work.”

“
If she does well enough
today when we take her through her paces, I think we could safely
reduce the number of sessions.”

“
You don’t intend to
simply stop when you think she’s ready?”
Koryn asked in surprise.

“
You do recall what
happened the last time I was soft enough to do that, right? She was
worse after a few days than she had been before.”

“
Good point. She might
reach a point where it isn’t necessary at all or very often, but it
would be safer not to try that for a while in case she begins
slipping. I don’t think I could handle having to start over from
scratch.”

“
You’ll have to if we have
to—but I’d rather not chance it myself. That’s why I said if she
does well, I think it would be alright to reduce her sessions,
maybe even drastically, but I don’t think it would be a good idea
to stop altogether—not anytime soon, anyway.”

Koryn pushed his plate
away and settled back in his chair.
“So,
what’s the game plan for the day?”

“
I’ve been giving that
some thought. I think it’s possible you’re right about the robotic
fucker … at least in a sense. It maintains that critical high, but
it’s also drugging. You can see she dreads it and at the same time
craves it. I think the ups and downs of handling it ourselves, or
mostly ourselves, would put just the strain on her that we need to
test her. She’ll be more alert and able to anticipate what’s about
to happen, which I think is the trigger for her
resistance.”

“
Will we rotate? Or go
together?”

“
Rotation will give us
both more recovery time, and I need it whether you do or
not,”
Tariq said dryly.

Koryn uttered a snort that
lacked true amusement
. “Don’t feel
inadequate on my account! I need it as much or more than you do.
Which brings me to the question of how much punishment am I going
to have to take. If I need it, is it going to be a problem to get
her to mouth fuck me?”

“
It isn’t a problem as far
as I’m concerned—as long as most of the focus is on her. I won’t be
doing it, but that’s because I plan to begin breeding her and I
want my sperm count as high as I can get it.”

“
Speaking both
scientifically and as a fellow horny layman, I doubt that’s going
to be an issue. You’re a virile man to start with and you’ve been
doing a hell of a lot of ‘saving up’ in the past couple of
weeks,”
Koryn retorted dryly.

“
Maybe, but it’s too
important to successfully breed her quickly for me to want to take
any chances. If I miss this fertile period, I might not get the
chance at another. I wouldn’t worry about it if it wasn’t for the
situation, but ….”

“
We do have a
situation,”
Koryn finished for him.
“I’m sure as fuck not going to quibble—wouldn’t
even if not for the dangers since I can’t get my hands on her until
you do. You
do
still hold to that? As soon as you’ve bred her I can fuck
her?”

Tariq’s expression
tightened.
“I gave my word. When have you
known me not to keep my word?”

“
But you don’t like
it,”
Koryn observed.

“
I never did. I like it
less now, but I also see that you’re entitled by more than the word
I gave when you’ve invested just as much effort, and risk, in her
protection as I have.

Koryn was surprised and it
showed, briefly. His relief was more profound. He knew Tariq had
grown extremely attached to Emerald—at least as attached as he
was—and that made it more difficult to consider sharing her. He
supposed it was just as well they’d had to share the responsibility
of training her. He didn’t think either of them would have become
quite so attached if they hadn’t had to invest so much time in
disciplining her, but he also thought it would’ve made it far more
difficult, for both of them, to accept sharing her.
“Shall I take the lead? Or do you want me to
wait?”

Tariq hesitated.
“You take lead today. She’s given you far more
trouble than she has me and she’s very alert right now. I think we
should challenge that.”

It irritated the fuck out of Koryn for
him to point that out. Unfortunately, he knew it was true—probably
because he wasn’t the authority figure that Tariq was.

Tariq cupped Emerald’s face in his
hand and tilted her head so that he could see her expression. “Go
get in the bed, baby. Koryn is going to handle your first session
this morning.”

Something flickered in her eyes. Her
hands tightened on him, but as soon as he released her she scooted
off his lap and moved to the bed. When she lay down, she lifted her
arms above her head and drew her knees up, planting her feet
wide.

Ignoring the urge to leap to his feet
and rush to the bed, Koryn simply studied her for several moments.
It was as important that she have time to feel anticipation as the
actual stimulation was. Without that, she wouldn’t have the chance
to consider what might be done and begin to feel dread. He leaned
down after a moment and pulled his boots off. “Anything in
particular you’d like to suggest I try this morning?”

Tariq pretended to consider it.
“Actually, there is. It seemed to me that the ice was very
effective in cooling her down and helping her to feel more. I want
you to see how many times you can take her to the top, maintain it
briefly, and then cool her down and start over.”

Oh hell
, Koryn thought, swallowing convulsively! He merely nodded,
however, and got up to strip. When he’d discarded his uniform, he
strode to the refreshment center and got a glass of ice.

To his surprise, Tariq had carried a
chair across the room and settled in it beside the bed. “Don’t mind
me. I’m merely observing.”

A little disconcerted, wondering if
Tariq still thought he was undermining his efforts, Koryn looked
around for a place to set the glass. Tariq took it. Shrugging
inwardly, he studied Emerald, trying to decide where to start and
what would test her most. He needed to thoroughly stimulate her to
get her to the top to start with, but take it slow? Or push it? He
decided he wasn’t up to slow and began to alternately massage her
breasts and her clit with purpose as soon as he climbed into the
bed. He began to lightly pinch her nipples and her clit as soon as
they began to swell with the blood flow, waiting for them to reach
maximum sensitivity before he brought his mouth and tongue into
play. He decided she was ready when tremors began to run through
her with her efforts to remain still and her breathing had
increased to short pants. Running a finger along her cleft, he
found her entrance and pushed inside, slowly thrusting in and out a
couple of times to see how wet she was and how close to peaking.
The muscles along her channel were already quivering and tightening
and relaxing against his finger.

Leaning down, he took her closest
nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. A hard shudder went through
her in response and the convulsing muscles in her passage grew
stronger and more rapid. He slipped a second finger inside of her
and increased the pumping motion while he pulled hungrily at the
nipple he’d trapped. Instead of moving to the second when he
released it, he changed positions on the bed and settled between
her thighs, capturing her clit. She hit her peak almost instantly.
He kept pulling at her clit with his mouth and driving his fingers
into her frenziedly for several minutes and then abruptly stopped
and sat up.

Reaching for the ice, he took a piece
when Tariq held the glass out and applied it to her clit. She
tensed all over, gasping hoarsely as he stroked the ice around and
around her clit and over it until it melted. Reaching for another
piece, he repeated the process with each nipple and then pulled
away to study the effect. Deciding she hadn’t cooled completely, he
continued until her teeth began to chatter.

He could feel the jolt that went
through her when he started massaging her again, but other than a
whimper that escaped her, she held herself rigidly still. He took
her to her peak four times, held her there briefly and then cooled
her with the ice before he started again. She was quivering all
over by the time Tariq called the time.