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Natesa smiled at that. “Please, join us then,” she said, removing the strap-on, then stretched out seductively on the bed. “As long as Zorian approves.”

Zorian searched Dante’s face, not completely convinced of his motives. Why after all this time… “All right.”

Dante moved over Natesa, kissed her, slowly, with such tenderness Zorian felt a ping of jealously. Dante massaged her breasts and slipped a hand between her legs. “I see you’re nice and wet. Zorian has other skills besides disciplining and training.”

“Very true.” She rocked her hips matching the rhythm of his strokes.

“Has he pleasured you yet?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s see what I can do.” He removed his clothes and climbed on the bed and began to suck Natesa’s breasts and then moved between her legs. In a matter of moments, he had her writhing and screaming in another orgasm.

Zorian sat back on the bed, feeling like an intruder. He knew it, Dante was here to fuck Natesa. He got up to leave. He’d go and take a walk. When he got back maybe they’d be finished and gone.

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As Zorian started to leave, Dante grabbed his arm and pulled him down. “Where are you going?”

“I thought you’d rather be alone.”

Dante smiled and shook his head. The look he gave Zorian made his insides soar. “I told you, I came to see you.” He pushed Zorian down on the bed and knelt between his legs and then took his cock into his mouth.

Oh, God.
Zorian sighed at the heated pleasure that flowed through him as if the rough seas of Anartia had instantly stilled. “Yes,” he breathed. And Dante took all of him. He felt the tip of his cock rubbing the back of Dante’s throat. He gripped Dante’s shoulders. “Man, you’re going to make me come soon.”

“Not yet.” Dante got up and checked out the bowls on the table, found what he wanted and coated his hardened cock with the gel.

“Don’t you want me to go down on you?” Zorian asked. It was almost a plea.

“Another time. I heard from the doorway that you like it hard and rough. Let me see what I can do.”

Zorian didn’t need further instructions he got on his hands and knees, anticipating Dante’s attentions. Natesa lounged on pillows at Zorian’s side, stroking his cock.

Sliding his hands over Zorian’s hips, Dante turned Zorian so that he could stand behind him. He spread his ass cleft wide and positioned his cock at his opening.

Zorian’s body quivered and ached for Dante’s cock.
How was this possible after all these
years? Why now? He didn’t want to think, just wanted this.
“Do you want me to be rough?”

“Yes,” Zorian whispered.

“No mercy?”

“Yes.”

Dante thrust his cock into Zorian with a grunt and the Disciplinarian cried out.

Natesa gasped.

Gripping Zorian’s hips, Dante pulled him against each thrust to get even more penetration. Zorian felt himself stretch, nearing uncomfortable limits, but the slap of Dante’s balls, the thickness of his cock enraptured him in a mindless need. Just the idea that Dante finally wanted him like this, dared to admit his desire to Zorian, even to a slave girl and would also fuck him with such force as if he’d been denying his needs for so long and couldn’t bear to wait a moment longer was such a turn-on. A sweet triumph. “Fuck me, Dante,” his voice was hoarse, almost desperate.

“Hmmm,” Dante replied as the rhythm of this thrusts increased.

Someone was jerking him off too. It took him a moment to realize it was Natesa and not Dante.

Natesa positioned herself next to Zorian so he could lean down and kiss her mouth, suck her breasts. “This is so hot to watch,” she said as her hand moved down his chest and found his shaft. Both of Dante’s hands continued to grip his hips tightly. Any moment Zorian would climax. The sensation was building quickly in his groin but he 106

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bit his lip to fight it back. He’d waited for this moment for over a century and he didn’t want it over within a few thrusts.

“I’m going to come, man,” Dante said. “I can’t hold it back.”

Zorian’s chest swelled, knowing his lover was reaching his breaking point too.

“Yes, go for it. Take me hard.” And Zorian slid into decadent oblivion as his lover climaxed into his ass, the hot stream of his seed filling him.

Dante groaned and cried out. Bending over Zorian’s back, he braced one hand on his shoulder and dug his fingers into his hip as his orgasm rocked his body. He thrust his cock with sharp pumps. The intensity of Dante’s climax slowly diminished and he rolled Zorian onto his back. Hands on the side of the bed, Dante leaned over, chest heaving, trying to catch his breath.

Natesa slithered over and took Zorian’s hard cock into her mouth and began sliding up and down, licking around the tip. Dante stroked her bare shoulder, then gently pushed her aside. “Let me finish him,” he said.

She looked up and smiled. “Of course.” She moved to the end of the bed and stretched out, watching. Dante’s request sent a new rush of heat to his loins. The man was determined to give him pleasure in all ways.

Dante first took her face in his hands and kissed her tenderly, sucked her breasts and released her, then he stood between Zorian’s legs, kneeling on the bed. “Lay back,”

he commanded.

Zorian did, knowing he would come the moment Dante’s mouth came anywhere near his cock. “I won’t last long,” he warned Dante.

Smiling, Dante said, “No matter. There will always be another time.”

Another time? I can only hope.

Cupping his balls, Dante slid his mouth over Zorian’s cock and took him all the way in. God, he was good. Zorian heard a brief gag noise from Dante, alarming Zorian.

But Dante recovered and chuckled. “A bit larger than I expected,” he teased Zorian.

“Right.” Zorian gave a quick laugh and was soon lost in the mounting heat surging through him as his lover sucked him. He gripped Zorian’s shaft hard and took him in his mouth deep again, his tongue sliding up and down the length and around the tip. A muscle twitched in Dante’s jaw but Zorian ignored it as the orgasm rose and slammed into him. He rocked his hips against Dante’s mouth and watched his seed slip down the side as Dante pulled away.

“Good, very hot,” Dante said with huskiness in his voice. He got up, crossed to the bowl of water and washed up. Then brought a damp towel to Zorian and Natesa. He sat between the two of them.

After they finished with the towels, Dante asked if anyone wanted wine. Natesa started to get up but Dante held up his hand. “I’ll get it,” he said. He returned to the bed with three glasses filled with wine.

“This was a surprise,” Zorian said, suspicion rearing its head again.

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Dante shrugged. “About time, don’t you think?”

“Maybe.”

Natesa got up, put her wineglass down and slipped her silk robe back on. “The demoness may be looking for me by now. She had a number of Drones to give her offerings but she’ll be furious if I’m gone too long.”

Dante stood and took her into his arms. “Next time the attentions will be in your favor.”

“Zorian had pleasured me earlier. I enjoyed the participation. I hope to do this again,” she said. “Is there anything you need before I go?”

Dante shook his head. She looked at Zorian and he too, shook his head. He started to get up to walk her out but she held up her hand. The slave all prim and proper toward the Drone and the Disciplinarian, now, Zorian thought with a mental grin. With any other slave, he might have asked her to stay but he wanted Dante alone.

Dante sat next to Zorian. His expression was as dark as ever and Zorian didn’t know what to make of it. “And what about you? Would you like to repeat this?” Dante asked.

“Yes.” Zorian searched his face for answers to questions he was afraid to ask.
Why
now?

“Good.” Dante placed a possessive hand on Zorian’s thigh. “I can’t stay long, I’m afraid. The demoness has been giving the Drones hell and I need to find Sha Warriors.”

He got up and started to dress.

“Anything I can do?”

“Not really. Thanks. Sakari’s been helping.”

Zorian nodded.

“She’s going to help me find John Reilly, my enemy before I was assimilated. I need to find him before we leave. He could be a threat if he’s allowed to go to Prygos. I need to kill him.”

Zorian stiffened. “Gwyllain wants you to find him? Doesn’t she know who he is?”

Where was Dante going with this?

“She won’t tell me. She doesn’t understand what he’s capable of. He stole my wife and my gold claim, then tried to have me murdered. The guy has to pay for that. Would you know who he is? After all, you train everyone.”

Zorian was silent for a very long time. How could he have been so blind? They say love is blind. How about lust? He glared at Dante. “I’ll have to admit, you were good.

You had me fooled.”

“What’s wrong?” Dante asked.

“Get out.”

“Zorian, I’m sorry.”

“Right.”

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“What do you want me to say?” Dante hung his head, appearing to struggle with his emotions. Finally, he looked directly at Zorian and Zorian could see the pain there.

It wasn’t faked. As a Disciplinarian, he had to read expressions to predict when his captives were approaching limits.

“Why didn’t you ask?”

“Would you have told me?”

“No.”

Dante rubbed his face. “The bastard took everything from me. My wife, my gold claim, my land.” His voice was strained. “We had plans to open a horse ranch with the gold I found. It wasn’t much but enough.”

“Why didn’t you take back what was yours?” Zorian would never forgive Dante but he was still curious.

“He had a lot of power in that area. His men were the ones sent to kill me.”

“You sure it was his men?”

Dante frowned as if this was something he hadn’t considered. “I’m sorry I went about this the wrong way. I need to know but you won’t tell me.”

Zorian shook his head.

“The demoness won’t permit me knowing?”

“You don’t cross the demoness if you’re smart and you don’t want to make an enemy of me, Dante.”

“I’m not your enemy.”

“Get the fuck out!”

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Early morning light streamed into Brad’s bedroom windows. His cock was hard and begging for attention. In the aftermath of an otherworldly fight, he was relieved to know that part of his anatomy still worked, if only he could prod the rest of his battered body into action. Once his coworkers took one look at him, they were going to wonder what the hell happened to him. He must look like a train wreck. Somehow he made it to bed. He didn’t think Sakari had carried him. Or had she?

He was lusting for her and wanted to make love even if he wasn’t capable of his peak performance. Reaching out to her, he froze when he discovered her side of the bed empty. He dragged himself up, pulled on a pair of shorts and hobbled through the house looking for her.

She’s gone!

Sakari wasn’t anywhere in the house. Then he realized Zeus was gone too. His black lab should’ve been scratching at the back door, or climbing on the bed, or holding his food dish in his mouth. Looking out the sliding glass doors, he saw Zeus sitting in the middle of his yard at Sakari’s feet. Brad sighed in relief.

A jolt of reality hit him.
She’s not human.
But she looked so natural, like any other woman would look standing in his garden early in the morning…appearing to be thinking. Thinking about what, he wondered. She patted Zeus’s head and the dog leaned against her leg. Brad’s throat tightened.
Damn.

He went into the kitchen and quickly put on a pot of coffee, then went outside. “Did Zeus wake you?” he asked, slipping his arms around her from behind.

She shook her head.

“Morning,” he said.

“I didn’t know you had a garden.” Her voice was strained like she’d been crying.

Oh, no, what did I do?

He turned her around in his arms. Her eyes were red and misty. “Is it the garden that makes you sad or something else?” She’s going to leave and not come back.
Damn
it
.
What control does Dante have over her?

She swallowed and looked up at him with glistening eyes. “The garden, because it reminds me of my parents. They were the grand gardeners for the rulers on Prygos.”

“Prygos, is it far away?”

She nodded.

“How long since you’ve seen them?” He wasn’t sure he wanted to know.

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She looked up and studied him for a moment. He saw a flash of panic in her eyes, then she glanced away. “A very long time.”

“You miss them.” He understood now.

She nodded.

“Are there gardens on the other world you spoke of?”

“Anartia. Yes. A beautiful garden.”

“What is Anartia?” Now that he had gained her confidence maybe he could discover a way to get her away from Dante.

“An artificially created alternative dimension. Tarik, an engineer, originally designed these worlds as a hiding place for the rulers and other diplomats for protection during a time of war.”

“Alternative dimension. Can I go there?”

“No! You don’t want to go there.” She gripped his arm as if she feared he would try to go. “We’re trapped there. We can come here but must return to Anartia often.”

“I wouldn’t know how to find it. Is it a bad place?”

“In some ways it’s beautiful. My parents designed the private garden for the demoness.”

“It must be nice. I’m sure you spend a lot of time there.” He stroked her back. He needed to find a way to get her out of this mood so he could help her.

“I’m forbidden to visit the garden.”

“Why?” And why did she stay with these people?

“That’s how her husband Cragen discovered Anartia and his wife’s infidelity. Tarik was in the middle of creating a private garden for his love nest for him and Gwyllain.

When Cragen saw my parents taking exotic plants into Tarik’s laboratory, he got suspicious. Cragen’s spies later uncovered the traitorous plan. The ruler had his other engineers alter Anartia to be a trap that Gwyllain and Tarik could never leave. He also sent their servants along, those he felt were traitors.” She started to cry.