The Commander's Slave by K. S. Augustin Read Free Book Online

he encircled her
hips, finding her clitoris engorged, slick and slippery. It took
very few practiced flicks to bring her to screaming orgasm,
contracting against both cock and thumb and sending him over the
edge, as well. Where this woman was concerned, he seemed to have an
inexhaustible supply of semen which he pumped into her, her cries
an exultant clarion to his ears. In his wildest dreams, he couldn’t
have imagined someone more responsive to his every
touch.
    How could he possibly give her
up?
    Gently, he withdrew himself and
released her manacles, lifting her and carrying her to the room’s
shower. With minimum words, he initiated a warm, solid stream of
water, peeled off the tatters of her ruined top, and seated her on
one crouched knee, soaping her arms, torso and gently between her
legs before rinsing her off. She still shuddered against him, a
reaction of his double penetration and one that convinced him more
than anything else that she really was as innocent as Daurent had
surmised.
    Maybe he could track down others of
her race, he mused? There couldn’t be too many golden-skinned races
in the galaxy. He had a sudden vision of returning her to her
people, receiving their adulation in return while she smiled
graciously at his elbow ….
    No!
    He stood her upright and helped her
into her indigo pants. He could barely keep the last traces of his
own people together, much less spare the time adventuring off into
unknown sectors because of one female, as intoxicating as she
was.
    He should remember her primary
purpose, as a Fusion breeder for the rebirth of a hybrid Seti race.
It would take decades, but he was determined that the tragedy that
befell his people, the undeniable traces of their existence, would
not disappear into the chaos of galactic history.
    “ You’ll want to rest before
your evening meal,” he instructed. “Lie down, and I’ll get you a
blanket.”
    He returned moments later from his
quarters, a quilted grey coverlet over his arm.
    Asha accepted it gratefully, wrapping
its length around her shoulders.
    Tangus sat next to her, strangely
reluctant to leave. And the words started leaving his mouth before
he realized it.
    “ My species
comes--came--from a planet in the Vodex system,” he said. “We
didn’t have a specific name for it, we just called it the Seti home
world. I always thought it one of the most beautiful planets in the
galaxy, full of soaring mountain ranges and lakes so wide you
couldn’t see the far shore. We weren’t a large population by
galactic standards, just three billion with a wonderful world to
share.”
    “ Wonderful, that is, until
the Lasc Prein came along.” He angled a look at her. “Have you
heard of the Lasc Prein?”
    Asha frowned for a moment, indicating
perhaps faint recognition, then shook her head.
    “ Lucky. The Lasc Prein
dominate two sectors of the galaxy. They’re an old member of the
Fusion: political, smart, and quick. In retrospect, it was
stupidity that we would try to stand against them.”
    He fell silent.
    “ What happened?”
    Tangus’ mouth worked but it took
seconds before he spoke. “They destroyed us of course. The entire
planet. Three billion thinking, feeling people. The Seti home world
is now a very pretty asteroid belt.”
    She gasped.
    “ Only the Second Fleet
survived.”
    “ This ship?”
    “ This ship, thirty others,
a few thousand men. Only a few thousand.”
    It had seemed so important to explain it to her, so she
could understand that he was more than the common mercenary others
took him for. Did she understand? Could she comprehend
what it was like to be part of a species that had been wiped off
the star charts so completely?
    Did it even matter?
    “ Would you like a tour of the Strike ?” he asked
suddenly.
    A smile curved her lips.
    “ I’d like that.”
    “ I’ll come for you after
the evening meal.”

Chapter
Four
    As promised, Tangus came back after she had finished her
meal. He also brought with him more