Their Human Pets (Monrok Masters Book 1) by Cara Aubrey

Author:Cara, Aubrey [Cara, Aubrey]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-07-15T04:00:00+00:00

Vera

Numb, I watch Xanthia get her spanking. I follow in the wake of her master as he drags her down the sterile passageway. It’s nothing like the king’s ship. The floors are cold and hard, the walkway not even wide enough to fit two Monrok abreast.

Xanthia pipes up in front of me as we enter the bridge, “Master, please listen to me. If Vera is concerned—”

Her master shakes her, cutting her off. “If the veran knows something, she can speak up herself.” He gives me a sneer. “Did that oracle pussy of yours tell you anything useful?”

My ire rises at his tone, my hair whipping around my head in angry snaps. These Monrok believe they are so superior. “Only that my master will be discovering the limits of his mortality shortly.”

His eyes narrow. “No games. What did you see?”

“The king’s ship exploding…with him on it.” An aching throb starts in my chest and moves behind my eyes.

“Did you tell him?”

I think back to what he told me when I asked if he wanted to know, and frustration eats at me. “He wanted his fate to be a surprise.”

He curses as the other Monrok file in with their pets. “We must disengage and cloak the ship, quickly.”

“What’s the plan?” Bek’a’s master asks.

“We’re going to jump out and cycle back around.”

“We’re letting the Ko’sars take the king’s ship?” he asks.

“Yes.”

“But we’re cycling back around?” The dark--haired Monrok asks, a hopeful edge to his voice.

Xanthia’s master glances at me before nodding. “Just in case,” he says, but I know there is no point.

Xanthia’s face scrunches, and she stomps a foot. “Master, you cannot let—”

“That is enough,” he snaps, and fists her hair. “There are holding cells in the brig of this vessel for creatures much smaller than you. Would you care to occupy one to think of all the reasons why you do not talk back to your master?”

The little pet’s eyes go wide as she shakes her head. “No sire.”

“Then you will sit in the corner and not make a peep. And, pet, if you throw another tantrum, you get my cock in your ass right here in front of everyone. Then you will get to go sit in a cell. Is that understood?”

Xanthia trembles, nodding her head, her eyes shiny with unshed tears. “Yes, master.”

I guide her over to the only spot that doesn’t have control boards. The floors are a cold, utilitarian surface that I immediately regret sitting on. My poor ass is tender from Dag’s use.

Dag. My Monrok master was as arrogant as he was overbearing. And I enjoyed him more than he will ever know. He awoke emotions I did not know I was capable of. A window spread out across an entire wall shows the king’s ship to the right. My heart drops. He’s over there now, the prideful beast. My sisters told me Dag was my fate, but they must have not looked far into my future. A bitter part of me wonders what my new fate will be.

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