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  His warm, male musk invaded her senses and Maggie couldn’t help herself. She turned toward the hot shaft branding her cheek, eager to have him between her lips. Her implant pulsed strongly but only once, reminding her that she actually did want to do this—that she loved servicing Kor the way he serviced her.

  “Yes, Master,” she whispered softly and laid a hot, sucking kiss on the broad head of his shaft.

  He groaned softly and fed another thick inch between her lips. Maggie took it eagerly and leaned forward, searching for more. She knew she couldn’t get all of him in her mouth—he was too damn big and long for that. But she was certainly going to try to get as much as she could.

  Kor groaned again as she swirled her tongue around his warm, salty shaft. He stroked her curls gently and watched, clearly loving the sight of her sucking him.

  “That’s right, sweetheart,” he murmured in a low, hoarse voice. “That’s right, suck me deep. Make my cock nice and wet so I can get it all the way in your pussy.”

  The thought of finally feeling him inside her, filling her completely, was enough to make Maggie want to reach between her legs. She knew she couldn't feel her own touch but she couldn't help imagining how it would be if she could slip her fingers into her pussy and trace the sensitive bud of her clit as she sucked him.

  God, what’s wrong with you? a little voice in the back of her head moaned. You’re enjoying this way too much! This is just something you have to do to get the implant out. There’s no way you ought to like it so much—no way you should love it when Kor touches you and you touch him.

  But I can’t help it, Maggie told herself. He’s the master and I’m the slave. I have to do what he says—I have no choice.

  Deep down she knew it wasn’t true but she tried to hold that knowledge back from herself. What was happening with Kor was the most intense sexual experience of her life—she didn’t want to spoil it with guilt. Instead, she took him deeper, sucking his thick shaft like the good little slave girl she was, trying to give her beloved master as much pleasure as possible.

  Kor moaned and stroked her cheek but then, suddenly, he pulled away from her.

  Maggie gave him a hurt look. “Kor? I mean, Master? Did I displease you? Didn’t I do it right?”

  “You did it just right, sweetheart,” he assured her. “So right I almost came in your mouth. And you know, that’s not the place I ought to be coming.”

  Maggie felt her heart skip a beat. “I know,” she whispered, looking up at him. “Is it time? Are you going to…going to do it now?”

  “I think you’re ready,” he murmured. “More than ready and so am I. But again, I want to take this slow.”

  “How slow?” Maggie couldn’t keep the impatience from her voice. “I want you, Kor—I can’t wait much longer.”

  Kor frowned at her as he went to sit at the head of the bed. “That’s not something you’re supposed to admit, blondie. You’re just a slave girl, remember?”

  “Yes, but—”

  “Your body isn’t your own,” he continued. “Tonight it’s going to be used by your master for his pleasure and there’s nothing you can do about it. Nothing but spread your sweet thighs wide and submit.”

  Maggie bit her lip. “I know,” she whispered. “And I understand what you’re trying to do and why you’re doing it but Kor—”

  “Master,” he corrected her sternly. “Call me, Master—unless you want another spanking.”

  Maggie’s bottom was still sore from his earlier punishment. She closed her mouth quickly and shook her head.

  “Didn’t think so,” Kor growled. “Good, then—come here.”

  He had finished arranging a pillow behind his back and he was leaning against the headboard, waiting for her.

  Maggie crawled over to him, uncertain of what he would do next. But all Kor did was pat his lap, indicating that she should straddle him. He had taken the trousers all the way off and his hard cock stood up between his thighs, clearly ready for her.

  “C’mere, sweetheart.” His deep voice was gentle as he pulled her to him. “Come close to me. I want to feel you near.”

  Maggie scooted up and gasped as she felt his thick shaft slip between her slippery cunt lips.

  “Oh!” she whispered, looking down between them. His cock wasn’t in her—not yet—but the long shaft was pressed right between her naked pussy lips, sliding against her wet folds and rubbing against her sensitive clit. The broad head was pointed at her, a pearly drop of precum beading at its tip.

  “Look at that,” Kor murmured, thrusting a little so that his shaft slid up and down against her clit. “Love to watch your sweet little cunt slide against my cock. Love to feel you against me, blondie.”

  Maggie liked it too. In fact, it was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen and she could barely take her eyes away. But when she did, she looked up and saw Kor looking at her. Not at the erotic sight taking place between them but just at her—he was gazing at her face as though he was trying to memorize it, as though he wanted to remember her forever.

  “Kor?” she whispered.

  “Master,” he corrected automatically but his deep voice was hoarse. “Call me Master because I’m about to fuck you, Maggie. I’m about to fuck you and it’s not your fault.”

  “This way, though?” Maggie asked softly, indicating their position. “I thought you’d want me on my, um, on my back. Why this?”

  “I want you on top for two reasons,” Kor rumbled. “First because you’re tight and you’ll have better control this way—you can take me in slowly and you won’t get hurt.”

  “And…and second?” Maggie prompted with a little gasp as he slid up and down, pressing against her clit once more.

  “Second I want to look into your eyes every minute I’m in you. I want to see it in your eyes when you come…and when you feel me coming inside you, filling you up. I want to tie you to me, Maggie and never let you go.”

  “Oh, Kor…” She didn’t know what to say. This time he didn’t correct her and tell her to call him ‘Master.’ Instead he cupped her cheek and brought her forward for a long, slow kiss. When he finally let her go he looked into her eyes.

  “Come on, sweetheart—I can’t wait any longer to be inside you.”

  “I…I want you in me too,” Maggie confessed. “I can’t help it, Kor—I want it so much.”

  He shook his head. “I told you, it’s not your fault—it’s the implant.”

  “No,” Maggie protested. “It’s been quiet ever since I, uh, sucked you last night on the ship. It’s not the implant, Kor…” She put a hand to his cheek, loving the feel of his rough stubble scratching against her palm. “I want you,” she said quietly. “I know it’s wrong but I can’t help it and I can’t deny it. So let’s stop pretending—let’s just be honest and say how we feel.”

  “Oh, sweetheart, if you only knew…” His voice was hoarse but he shook his head, not finishing.

  “Knew what?” Maggie asked gently.

  “Knew how I really feel.” He sighed. “Never mind. We can stop pretending if you want, though I kind of like playing the lecherous master.”

  “It is pretty hot,” Maggie admitted. “I kind of like how you order me around.”

  “How’s this for an order then? Raise up on your knees and spread your pussy for me. I want to watch while my cock slides into your tight little cunt.”

  “God, Kor…” Maggie bit her lip and raised up on her knees as he had commanded.

  “That’s my good little slave girl.” He nodded. “Now reach down and spread your pussy for me. Let me see the slippery pink inside. Show me where I’m going to put my cock.”

  “Yes, Master,” she whispered, playing along. Her cheeks were hot but she reached between her thighs willingly. Using her index and middle finger, she parted her pussy lips, putting her open cunt on display for him. “Here it is—see?”

  “Gods…” Kor growled with lust deep in his throat. “That’s fucking hot, sweetheart. I love it when