Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
She had chosen the bathroom for this endeavor for two reasons—first, it was the only place in the house that wasn’t bugged. And second, the damn nectar that was leaking out of the porous Chastity Devices was messy and sticky. Mia felt like her breasts were covered in a thin layer of honey. She wanted to stop and wash it off, but she couldn’t—she was in too much of a hurry to get the nectar to flow out of her breasts before Sev came home—which could be any minute.
“Shit!” she muttered again, as she thrust the brush handle into herself with one hand and tried to stroke her swollen clit with the other. But every time she touched herself, a wave of guilt so strong that it nearly canceled out the overwhelming desire came over her.
Dirty girl—you dirty, filthy, sinful girl! whispered a nasty little voice in her head. How dare you touch your forbidden parts—those parts are only for your husband’s use and you know it!
Mia pulled her hand away abruptly as guilt overcame her. But the next moment the tingling in her clit and nipples grew so strong she felt like she was just about to come—if only the brush handle was bigger and she could stand to stroke herself for even a moment…
Suddenly she heard the sound she’d been dreading—the front door of the domicile opened and a deep, familiar voice called,
“Mia—I’m home!”
THIRTY-EIGHT
SEV
Sev knew something was going on the minute he opened the front door of their domicile. There was a scent in the air he hadn’t smelled since he’d left his home planet—the scent of a female going into heat.
It was a phenomenon unique to female Dae’mons—part of their mating cycle and it usually only happened once a year. When it did, the clouds of pheromones coming from an affected female acted as a mating call to any unmated Dae’mon males in the vicinity. Unless, of course, she had already been marked by another male’s scent—as Sev had marked Mia. In which case, the mixture of male and female pheromones was like a loud and clear “Keep Away!” to everyone else in the area.
Some scientists had speculated that the female Dae’mon’s Heat Cycle was the reason they had developed the Dominant/submissive sexual culture. During a female’s Heat Cycle, she had to be bred or she would overheat and expire—it was literally fuck or die. Which wasn’t usually a problem, as there was always a male around to help.
But sometimes a female’s brain chemistry would go into a heightened state of hyper-arousal, causing them to fight their cycle and refuse to be bred. In such circumstances they would only listen to a true Dom—one who spoke with authority—who ordered them to stop running and be still for the needed breeding.
Breeding was supposed to be a private thing but once or twice, when a female was fighting her cycle and running from her need, Sev had seen this happen. He’d watched as a Dom ordered the female in heat to drop to her knees—to hold still and spread her legs for his shaft. He’d seen the frightened female moaning and crying in pain and pleasure as the Dom had crouched behind her, gripped her hips firmly to keep her from escaping, and filled her pussy with his cock—giving her what she so desperately needed, though she didn’t want to accept it.
Usually after a few minutes of being deeply fucked, the female in heat would settle down and stop trying to escape. Sev had watched this too—had seen how a female finally submitted to her Dom by spreading her thighs wider and dropping her head to her arms. This raised her ass higher into the air and gave him better access to her pussy as he fucked her.
It was a signal of surrender—a sign that she wouldn’t try to escape the breeding she so desperately needed. Then the Dom could loosen his grip on her and concentrate on breeding her long and hard and filling her pussy with his seed multiple times in order to try and swell her belly with his child.
This “unwilling breeding” as it was called, wasn’t considered rape in Sev’s culture—though he was well aware of what the Kindred would think of it. But in Dae’mon life, it was a necessity. Otherwise the ten to twenty percent of females who lost their minds during their Heat Cycles, would die. It would have decimated the Dae’mon population and eventually, their whole species would have died out. It was considered a necessity which everyone just accepted.
Usually after a female came back to her right mind, she wasn’t upset about what had happened—she might even thank the male who had bred her for saving her life. Often, if the two of them had been previously unmated, the unwilling breeding would result in a long-term mating between the two of them. It was a point of pride for a Dae’mon male to raise any child he had fathered—even if he hadn’t known the female he had fathered it with beforehand.