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  “Depends on the attention.”

  “This’ll be the kind you like. Trust me.”

  Alyssa disentangled herself from his arms and ran off to find suitable clothes for them. For Jax, she selected a pair of fashionably ragged jeans and a sleeveless black shirt that would show off his arms. She herself pulled on a sexy black party dress and her highest pair of heels. She hadn’t worn this pair in ages and felt dizzy in them.

  Yikes, I didn’t remember they were this high…

  She wobbled uncertainly with her arms stretched wide before finding balance and relaxing. She was only able to walk in quick, short steps, but it was worth it. She wanted her legs to look long. Despite her heels, Jax still towered over her. Alyssa clipped a new leash on Jax’s collar and urged him to put it on. He seemed to be getting used to the collar. At least he put it on less grudgingly now.

  He took in her appearance. “You look nice.”

  “Follow me,” Alyssa said, excitement bubbling inside her.

  The Black Lamp Club was located in the old mining district, deep underneath Silenia’s rocky surface. The only way to reach it was by a high-speed elevator, and she and Jax took one of those elevators down.

  “Wow, this is deep,” Jax commented ten floors down and still counting.

  “It’s an old mining shaft. This was one of the first mines when Silenia was colonized. We don’t mine under the capital anymore, but since then, our nightlife moved down here.”

  Jax leaned over her and kissed the side of her neck. He nuzzled and nipped at her like a playful beast, making her giggle. Suddenly, he pulled away with a frown.

  “The collar is active, isn’t it? How can I touch you like this?”

  Alyssa cleared her throat. “The collar can read your intentions based on your adrenaline levels and whatnot. It’s pretty sophisticated. Right now, it can tell that you’re not trying to hurt me and that I’m not fighting back.”

  Jax took his face in her hands. “I never really tried to hurt you.”

  Warmth spread inside her at his confession. “But you tried to escape.”

  The corner of his mouth curled up. “I’m still trying to escape.”

  Alyssa didn’t have time to reply because the elevator came to a halt. She only grinned at him, and they stepped out into a wall of noise, heat, flashing lights, and a room full of dancing people.

  Alyssa twined Jax’s leash around her hand and led him to the bar. She sensed heads turning and admiring comments being made. She hoped Jax enjoyed the attention as much as she did. She took a seat at the bar and indicated that he should sit next to her.

  Alyssa ordered drinks—a tray full of shots; she liked her alcohol fast and hard—and cast a look around the club. Several other owners were there with their pets. The Lurexians were easy to spot because their bioluminescent skin glowed in the dark. Nearby, a Crasnian and a Wolfman-hybrid were having a posing contest for the amusement of their owners and a group of excited clubbers. But in Alyssa’s opinion, no other pet radiated such an alluring, dominant air as her Jax. Of course, a pet was not supposed to be dominant, but Alyssa delighted in the contrast of owning someone who looked like he should have been on top.

  Well, except that I don’t own him anymore and he is on top…but the people around us don’t know that.

  She gave him a mischievous smile. “I hope you don’t mind touching. Silenians get grabby when they’re drunk.”

  “I think I can live with that.”

  Alyssa held up a glass. “Here’s to a fun night. And to a successful execution of our plan tomorrow.”

  Jax held up his glass and gave her a crooked grin. “Aye.”

  They downed a few shots. Soon, Alyssa felt the pleasant buzz of the alcohol settling in. A young woman in a gold glitter dress approached her.

  “Your pet is so gorgeous. Where did you get him?”

  By the time Alyssa finished explaining, three more women flocked to her with questions.

  “What’s his name? Can I touch him?”

  “Oh, these scales! Such a pretty blue color…”

  “I love his eyes. So alien.”

  It was as if a dam had broken. More women gathered around, babbling excitedly. Everyone wanted to get a closer look at the new, handsome pet. Alyssa basked in their admiration, answering their questions, and didn’t stop them from touching Jax. She guessed he might like it, having a group of tipsy women in sexy clothing pawing at him. He looked surprised and overwhelmed. But then he relaxed and leaned back against the bar, eyeing the group around him with amusement. He didn’t seem to mind the roaming hands, but when the ladies got too bold and tried to grab his crotch, he halted them gently and pushed them away. Alyssa took note of this, pleased.

  I’m the only one who gets to grab his cock.

  Pets weren’t actually allowed to stop anyone from touching, but the women were in such a good mood that they weren’t offended. Jax appeared to enjoy himself. Then he did something that surprised even Alyssa—he opened his mouth and used his long, agile tongue to grab a shot glass from the counter behind his elbow. In one, fluid move he chucked the contents down his throat before snapping the glass back on the counter. The tongue disappeared back into his mouth, swift as a whiplash. The women squealed and applauded, as if he’d performed a rehearsed party trick. Alyssa almost wanted to do the same, but as a dignified pet owner she only watched.

  Wow, he must be comfortable here. He usually keeps his tongue hidden.

  She was pleased with what this indicated. Jax understood that Silenians found him attractive. He was beginning to see that his strangeness was nothing to be ashamed of.

  The sight of his alien tongue only made the women more excited about Jax. Feeling impish, Alyssa handed his leash to the nearest bearer of the doublex chromosome.

  “Could you look after him for a while? I want to dance.”

  The woman’s face lit up. It was an honor to look after someone else’s pet.

  Alyssa winked at Jax over her shoulder and headed for the dance floor in a confident, hip-swaying gait. She wasn’t jealous over the other women, no matter how sexy they were; she knew Jax had his eye on her. And she knew full well what she was doing. He might be wearing a collar and a leash, but she wanted to show that Silenia could also be a paradise for someone like him. Nowhere else could he get women to flock to him like this without lifting a finger. This visit to the club might persuade Jax to stay. Alyssa was prepared to bring him down here on a regular basis if that’s what he wanted. She’d make sure he’d be showered with admiration.

  Alyssa reached the dance floor and let the music guide her. Plenty of good-looking men and women moved around, but she didn’t need anybody to dance with; she was dancing for Jax. She gave it everything she had. She became one with the beat of the music, seduction in her every move. Eventually, she glanced in the direction of the bar. Jax sat on the bar stool like a king on a throne. The women thronged around him like a harem, petting him and cooing, but he barely noticed them. His gaze was fixed on Alyssa. She flashed him a smile.

  Oh yes, he’s mine. A group of sexy women around him, and he’s looking only at me…

  Alyssa danced with new vigor, her body light and alive, as if the music itself carried her, pulsing through her veins like a life-giving drug. She closed her eyes, ecstatic. Suddenly, she heard gasps and shrieks from the dancers around her. Before she knew what was going on, strong hands gripped her and yanked her against a hard, muscular body. Alyssa’s eyes snapped open. Jax glared down at her, raw heat in his gaze.

  “I’m sorry,” the woman stumbling behind him stuttered, hanging on to his leash which he evidently ignored. “He just took off, I couldn’t stop him.”

  “Oh, he’s like that sometimes,” Alyssa said breathlessly, her heart racing. “Thanks.”

  She only had time to take the leash back from the woman before Jax yanked her up and kissed her. The club melted away. Alyssa was only aware of his arms around her, his hungry mouth devouring hers, and the music flo
wing around them like a river. When he broke away, she beckoned him to dance with her, but he grunted, “Enough of this place,” and threw her over his shoulder.

  Alyssa felt too dizzy for words. Jax was a hot, solid, alpha male dream come true. The dancers around them cheered and applauded as he carried her across the club.

  “What are they so excited about?” he wondered.

  “They think it’s a performance,” Alyssa replied, glowing from pleasure. “They think I taught you to behave this way.”

  Jax carried her to one of the exit elevators. He hit the street level button before dropping her on her feet and crowding her against the wall. The way he looked at her made her tummy flutter. The elevator doors closed behind him, cutting the noise of the club.

  “You were teasing me,” he rumbled, leaning so close that Alyssa forgot to breathe. “Deliberately.”

  His hands went up her skirt and grabbed her tiny lace panties. Alyssa gasped and tried to stop him, but he ripped them. He dropped the remains on the floor then cupped her bare pussy under her skirt.

  “I wasn’t the only one teasing you,” Alyssa defended, flushed, trying to push his hand away. She wanted him, but they were in a moving elevator that might come to a stop at any moment. “What about all those women and—”

  “Don’t care.” Jax grinned darkly, wedging her legs apart for a better access. “You’re the only one who matters. You’re the one who has to pay for it.”

  “But not here!”

  “I’ll have you wherever I want,” he said, enjoying her frantic reluctance, his hand possessively between her legs.

  His attitude made her knees weak, but they were in public. As relaxed as Silenians were about sex, the thought that people would see her getting fucked against the wall by her horny pet scandalized Alyssa.

  Luckily Jax seemed more interested in driving her crazy. She managed to squirm out of his grip, even though she failed to recover the remains of her panties—he snatched them and stuffed them into his pocket. His hands slipped under her skirt to pinch her ass, but he didn’t resist when she shoved him away. They exited the elevator to a group of clubbers waiting to go down. Alyssa pushed through the crowd, embarrassingly aware of her flushed cheeks, lack of panties, and her hair in disarray. Jax followed her in a relaxed pace, a smug grin on his face.

  As soon as they got around the street corner, he pushed her against the wall.

  “Naughty girl,” he growled.

  “Jax…” Alyssa moaned, trying to free herself.

  His harsh breathing lit a flame in her belly despite her resistance. His hungry lips roaming down her neck made her tremble.

  Oh God. We have to get home!

  Alyssa pushed Jax off her and headed for the nearest magtrain station. She realized her bra was undone.

  When did this happen?

  She tried to fasten it while she walked, but Jax walked right behind her and made hay out of her efforts. His hands were everywhere. He chuckled, his low voice sending delicious shivers over her skin. With deft moves, he managed to wiggle the bra off her, no matter how much she squirmed and tried to swat his hands away. He stuffed the bra into his pocket as well. Alyssa was beginning to feel seriously disheveled.

  Once they got on the train, Alyssa straightened her dress and tried to look dignified in front of the other passengers. She led Jax to the pet compartment, where he dropped into the first free seat he saw.

  “Sit in my lap.”

  “No.”

  He grasped her wrist and pulled her to sit sideways in his lap. He grinned victoriously, holding her so tight she couldn’t escape. Alyssa blushed, feeling silly, sitting on her pet’s knees all hot and bothered, clutching his leash. Jax pulled the remaining pins out of her hair, making it fall down on her shoulders, after which he ruffled it affectionately.

  “Stop it,” Alyssa protested, although she loved his every devious move.

  She touched her hair, trying to straighten it. Jax’s hand slipped between her thighs again, making her squirm in desire and distress. She squeezed her thighs together and grasped his wrist, trying to push his hand away.

  “Behave yourself!”

  “Did you give him an aphrodisiac? Is that why he’s like that?” a female passenger asked, a grin on her face. She held the leash of a big, muscular Wolfman who had curled up to nap on the floor.

  No, only alcohol and a sexy dance.

  The other passengers were similarly amused by Alyssa’s plight, smirking and exchanging looks. They enjoyed the spectacle of a misbehaving pet embarrassing his owner. Alyssa was mortified, but at the same time she enjoyed it. She knew her fellow citizens were envious as well as amused—many of them would like to be in her place.

  Finally, when the train reached Silverhall, Jax let her stand and they exited the train. Alyssa walked fast, nearly running, desperate to get home before he cornered her again. Jax breathed down her neck. When they stepped into the elevator in Alyssa’s apartment building, he made her face him and shoved her against the wall. He kissed her and caressed her as if they’d been apart for ages, as if he couldn’t get enough of her. By the time the elevator reached Alyssa’s floor, Alyssa had lost her shoes and Jax his shirt. They raced inside her apartment while tearing the clothes off each other. Alyssa threw Jax’s collar on the floor. Once naked, she fell backward on the bed.

  He fell down on her, pinning her to the mattress. He crushed his mouth on hers, bruising her lips. Then he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Alyssa’s eyes snapped wide and her breath hitched. Earlier, he had imitated a human tongue when kissing, but now he made her take as much of his alien tongue as would fit. She panicked briefly. She feared she would choke if he forced his tongue down her throat. But then he retreated and broke the kiss. He dragged his tongue down her chin and throat, leaving a wet trail in its wake.

  Heat and a sense of wonder spread through Alyssa.

  He hasn’t caressed me like this before.

  The intense passion in his eyes took her breath away. Jax was beginning to trust her. He was truly beginning to realize that she wasn’t disgusted by him. She was desperate to encourage this behavior.

  “I want you, Jax,” she panted. “I want all of you. The way you are.”

  His eyes narrowed with pleasure and his tongue moved down to lap at her breasts. Her nipples hardened in response. His tongue slithered over her like a snake, but she wasn’t the least bit repelled. Everything about him was attractive. He wrapped his tongue around her neck lovingly. Then he moved lower down her body, tasting and exploring. His tongue lapped at her wrist, her palm, and her fingers. Alyssa caressed it with her fingertips. It felt hot, moist, and stiff like a muscle. With one last loving lick at her hand he moved to her belly. Then his tongue dipped between her legs and she gasped.

  “Oh God, that’s…kinky!”

  Jax pushed her thighs wide apart. His frightfully agile tongue rolled over her clit, teasing it, circling it, even wrapping around it and tugging. Alyssa moaned. Jax’s hands held her in place while the tip of his tongue left her clit and slipped inside her. She cried out, her hips bucking. He pushed deeper and deeper. Alyssa panted harder, her eyes wide. Her cheeks turned hot. His tongue squirming inside her was an experience unlike any other. He found places she wasn’t even aware of, stretching and stimulating them. He seemed to reach impossibly deep, calling loud moans from her. Soon, her moans turned into startled, breathless cries of pleasure. What was he doing? It was as if he was tickling her ovaries.

  “What are you—?” she panted, flustered. “What—? How—?”

  She couldn’t finish what she was saying, her words lost in the blissful, wicked sensations that made her eyes roll back. Alyssa’s back arched. Her fingers fisted in the sheets.

  “Oh God, Jax…Oh! Mmh!”

  He only chuckled and kept at it. She tossed her head from side to side. His tongue was everywhere, probing and tickling, driving her out of her mind. He grabbed her ass and rumbled with approval. He lifted her thighs on his shoulder
s for better access and continued to plunder.

  Alyssa went over the edge. She threw her head back and screamed as a sweet, powerful orgasm shook her. Jax’s tongue withdrew. He rose, wiped his mouth, and lowered himself on top of her, breathing hard from arousal.

  “Alyssa,” he growled.

  Alyssa was barely in her senses, but everything about her responded to the need in his voice. She reached out for him before she even knew she had moved. He didn’t need further prompting. Frantic for a release, he sunk his cock into her. Alyssa held onto him, swamped in bliss. She bit his shoulder while he pounded her. He roared as he shot his seed deep inside her before collapsing into her arms.

  Chapter 22

  Exhaustion pulled her toward the velvet depths of sleep, but Alyssa resisted. She wanted to stay awake and enjoy this as long as she could, this moment of perfection. She was so happy. Jax had already drifted off, his chest slowly rising and falling with his breathing. Her head rested on his shoulder. His arms were locked around her, holding her tight, even in his sleep.

  The feel of Jax’s sticky sperm on the inside of her thighs made her glow inside. He had taken her without a condom and come inside her—a sign of trust. He trusted her word that she wouldn’t get pregnant, although right then she almost wished she could have his baby. She felt so right with him. Her head was still spinning from what his tongue could do. The memory of its length squirming inside her gave her a pleasant shiver.

  She watched him with affection then nuzzled his jaw. “You know,” she whispered at his sleeping form, “if you stay, you can do that to me as often as you want.”

  Will he stay, though?

  A touch of anxiety fluttered in her chest. Why hadn’t he told her already that he wanted to stay? They had shared such incredible experiences and she sensed he had feelings for her. Why didn’t he admit it? How could a lonely, aimless life in space compare to a life with her? The answer echoed in the back of her mind. Jax had grown up in a lab, where he had been kept like a prisoner. They hadn’t even given him a name. Guilt gnawed at Alyssa. Was the life she offered any different from a prison?