Chapter Eight
Erick frowned and adjusted his c**k. “Look at her and you die,” he growled at Rok, who stood beside him.
They were surveying the two beautiful, n***d pets in the cage loaded on Rok’s ship. One human, one Zandian. The females wore nothing but collars, wrist and ankle cuffs—incredibly high-tech voice-activated ones he’d found with the cage back at Zander’s pod.
“Ah, Lily and I need to have a private discussion in our room before we go.” Rok’s voice was rough.
“There’s no time for s*x. Keep your mind on the mission,” said the male who’d made good on his promise to pleasure Mina with his mouth and tongue all night.
“ Veck you. My mind isn’t going to be anywhere but in that cage unless I get some relief,” Rok snapped. He unlocked the gate on the cage. “Get over here, female,
