"This is a great story with some interesting aliens who go around the universe collecting pets. Specifically, human pets. Humans are seen as weak and primitive creatures, but very 'trainable'. That one made me smile. I thought the concept of citizens of planets which aren't part of the United Planetary Alliance having absolutely no rights whatsoever was a rather human one. It's probably how we'd treat aliens, if we were the species in charge. A very chilling thought indeed to see “us humans” at the other end of the spectrum. But, I digress. This book puts humans into the position of weakness and follows the story of Tyion, who is abducted to be sold as a slave. Luckily he gets rescued by Rojan, who finds out that Tyion is his mate. The twists and turns that follow as their relationship develops had me smiling about their antics, panting for air when they got physical, and frowning in dismay and anger when the villain made an appearance. Rojan is a space pirate, but based on the kind of cargo he carries, I got the impression he is actually a bit of a knight in slightly tarnished armor as well. He buys Tyion on an impulse and pretends to be a tough master. At one point he even spanks Tyion to show his new pet who's in charge, but he's a big softie inside. An interesting mixture and one I loved reading about. Tyion is a young human who is facing the “classic” alien abduction scenario: torn from his bed by a white light in the middle of the night, sold as a slave, then examined by an alien doctor – who has a big silvery probe. That is where the traditional situation ends and a wild adventure begins. His emotions are, understandably, all over the place, but one thing is certain: he is very attracted to Rojan – despite the man’s initially overbearing attitude. When the villain comes along to take Tyion away, the human is ready to fight tooth and nail to be returned to his alien “master”. If you like stories about huge, powerful aliens who abduct humans to make the into their pets, if you enjoy reading about the weaker human figuring out he is the one who is in charge, and if you’re looking for a hot, adventurous, and entertaining read set in outer space, then you will probably like this novel. Personally, I can't wait for the sequel..." -- Serena Yates, Rainbow Book Reviews
“I’ll take him.”
“Captain, maybe you wish to choose another pet?” the auctioneer said as he rubbed his hands together in an anxious manner. “This one is not yet properly trained, as you can see.”
As Rojan Ja’Dar watched, the young human that had caught his interest struggled against two of the guards as they stripped his scant clothing from his pale-skinned body. Rojan knew that the human would have been screaming except for the ball gag in his mouth.
The guards fastened the human’s hands to chains hanging from a hook above his head. A spreader bar was attached between his legs, cuffed at the ankles. The ankle bar was fastened to the floor by two metal rings on each cuff, immobilizing the man in one place. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t get away.
Rojan saw one of the guards pull a leather flogger from a nearby cabinet. He knew even before the guard turned back to the bound human that the guard would beat the little man. Rojan growled, the thick muscles in his arms tensing. He felt an overwhelming need to protect the small human.
Besides, if anyone was going to mark the little man, it would be him.
He reached over and grabbed the auctioneer by the scruff of his starchy collar, lifting the sour-smelling man several inches off the floor before leaning in until their faces were only inches apart. “I want him unmarked,” he growled, curling his lip back to show a bit of fang.
“Ye–yes, Cap–Captain,” the man stammered. “Whatever you say, s–sir.”
“The only marks he will wear will be mine,” Rojan snapped before he released the man and tossed him away. His eyes went back to the man suspended from the chains in the ceiling. He really was a beautiful specimen.
Rojan had seen many humans in his lifetime, most of them slaves, but also a few men freed by their masters. Humans were considered an inferior race, not good for anything beyond entertainment and servitude.
As small as they were, they couldn’t fight and win against those of Rojan’s race, thePhangars, or even most of the species in the known universe. He had yet to meet a human that stood as tall as his shoulders, let alone one strong enough to best him in a fight, fair or not.
Most of the universe believed they didn’t have the mental capacity to be an advanced race. Their primitive world proved that, Earth having only discovered space travel in the last fifty years. The Phangars had been in space for centuries.
As pets, however, humans seemed to do extremely well, making them desired throughout the universe. They were easily mastered and just as easily trained. Their bodies, smaller and less muscular than most advanced races, were desired for their softness and sexual compatibility.
Rojan hadn’t been looking for a pet to warm his bed when he arrived at the auction warehouse, but he wasn’t adverse to the idea. His trips through the universe as a black market courier made for many nights alone in space. He had considered finding a lover from his race or another more advanced race, but soon decided against it when he realized he had a need to dominate someone. Most wouldn’t accept that, which left Rojan with very few options.
He liked the power he had as captain of his own flag ship. He had a competent crew, handpicked and personally trained by him. They answered to him and only him. He was the boss. He wanted the same relationship with the creature who warmed his sheets.
A human pet seemed to be the answer. They looked pleasing to the eye, soft to hold, and trainable, nearly a perfect match to what Rojan needed in his bed. He realized it would take time to train the human to his wants and needs, but soon he could have the pet of his dreams.
“I want to examine him,” Rojan stated firmly, crossing his arms. “Alone!”
The auctioneer quickly crossed to the glass-enclosed room and knocked to gain the attention of the guards. He gestured madly to the human then to Rojan. His arms crossed over his chest, his feet spread slightly apart, Rojan took on his don’t fuck with me or I’ll rip your head off stance, one that intimidated most people, and waited.
The guards quickly left the enclosure. Rojan walked in. He could hear the harsh breathing from the human. He could smell the man’s fear. It surrounded him like a cloak, overwhelming almost every other scent in the room.
But not quite all.
Rojan could detect a sweet masculine scent underlying all of the human’s terror. It reminded him of the massa fruit coveted by many and found only in the farthest reaches of the universe. Rojan smuggled many boxes of the precious fruit through the system. It always garnered him a high price and a pocket full of credits.
Rojan walked up behind the man and looked down at the top of his blond head. He truly was glorious, all sleek lines and lean muscles. Rojan ghosted his hand over the curve of the human’s ass with the lightest of touches. The man arched away from him, a cry falling from his lips through the gag.
Rojan stroked a little harder. The man arched again. Rojan wondered why the human would move away when he had nowhere to go. He hung suspended from the ceiling, his feet anchored to the floor.
He couldn’t get away.
Rojan moved his hand down the man’s luxurious white-blond hair, shuddering at the soft feel of the silky strands moving through his fingers. He wondered if it would feel just as good trailing over his body while the human sucked him off. It didn’t matter really. He intended to find out later.
Rojan grabbed a handful of the man’s hair and pulled his head back. It was only then that he noticed the blindfold covering the human’s eyes.Interesting. It was as if the trainers used sensory deprivation in his training. Rojan would have to remember that.
“You are mine, pet,” Rojan growled into the human’s ear. His restrained lust for the small human made his voice rough and low. He felt the man’s entire body tremble against him. An increase of fear spiked the air. Rojan reached down and stroked his hand across the man’s chest, trying to calm him, but the man bucked against him, whimpering behind his gag.
Rojan pulled the gag from the man’s mouth then removed the blindfold before stepping around in front of him. He watched the man blink several times, licking his lips until his vision cleared. Suddenly, the man’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.
“Shit!” the man gasped. “You’re an alien.”
“Humans don’t have rights as far as the United Planetary Alliance is concerned. Until a planet joins the UPA, their citizens have no rights at all. In fact, all citizens from Earth are required to have ownership papers. Any human caught without a sign of ownership or a master can be imprisoned or executed.” Rojan leaned down until he was nose to nose with the human. It was quite a ways to lean. “Is that what you want?”
The human’s gray-blue eyes widened again. “N–no.”
“Then you have two choices, pet,” Rojan said as he straightened. “You can obey my every word and accept me as your master, or I can leave you here to be trained by the guards then sold at auction. What is it going to be?”
“Wha–what does being a pet mean?”
While most of the universe believed that humans didn’t have the mental capacity to be an advanced race, Rojan liked knowing his human was smart enough to ask questions before agreeing to anything.
Not that he really needed the human’s agreement. Desire and possessive instincts Rojan had never felt before came roaring to the surface. The need to protect his little pet, to reassure him that nothing would ever hurt him was strong, persistent. Overwhelming.
“It means you belong to me and only me.” Rojan smirked as he walked around to stand behind the human. He reached down to grasp the human’s ass cheeks in his hand, giving them a gentle squeeze. “Obey me and you will be rewarded.”
Rojan let loose with a quick swat across the man’s ass. “Disobey me and you will be punished.” The man cried out, his body arching away from the smack. Even if his cries denied it, the human’s body couldn’t hide his response.
He enjoyed it.
Rojan’s hand roamed around the human’s body to grasp his hard cock. He stroked it a few times, the human’s almost silent gasps heightening his own arousal. He pictured a future of dominating his little pet and almost came in his pants.
The human’s body quaked in his arms. Rojan could feel the drops of pre-cum on his fingers as he stroked them over the mushroom-shaped head of his cock. The human was so damn responsive. Rojan wanted to take him right then but knew he needed to wait until they got back to the ship. He refused to claim his pet in this dark, dank, stinking place, especially since he knew eyes watched his every move.
Besides, anticipation was half the fun.
“Well, pet?” Rojan whispered into the human’s ear. His hand continued to stroke the man’s rigid length. “Do you go home with me, or do I turn you over to the guards?”
When the little man’s hips thrust against his hand, Rojan decided to let it go. Normally, he’d deny the human’s orgasm until he wanted it, but the man had a lot of learning ahead of him. Letting him come this once was a small price to pay for the human’s agreement to be his pet.
True, he didn’t really have a choice. Rojan owned him fair and square, but having the man’s acceptance would make their future a lot easier. He just hoped that his little human was accepting of the rest of the changes to his life.
Not every pet adapted to their new life. Some ran. Some became nothing more than mindless drones. Still others became a danger to themselves. If there was one universal fact everyone knew about humans, it was that they were delicate creatures and needed to be treated with a gentle hand.
“Are you going to come for me, my little pet?” Rojan crooned. He knew his larger body hid the human from anyone watching them, which was good because he didn’t want anyone else seeing his pet in the throes of passion.
He was just too damn beautiful.
Rojan licked his finger, getting it nice and wet, before reaching down and pushing it between the man’s ass cheeks. The man struggled, but restrained as he was, not only could he not get away, but his legs were spread just enough that Rojan could push his finger right into the man’s tight hole.
The man bucked and cried out, warm liquid splashing over the hand Rojan had wrapped around his cock. Rojan stroked the human a few more times then dropped his cock and pulled his finger from the man’s ass.
The sweet tangy scent of the human’s spunk rampaged through his body faster than a firestorm, imprinting the man’s scent on Rojan and letting him know he held more than just a pet in his arms.
He held his mate.
Rojan growled low in his throat, the need to claim the human almost more powerful than his control. Breathing became a thing of the past, his chest tight. He had come to the auction house to deliver cargo. He had no idea he would discover his mate.
He grabbed a handful of the man’s white-blond hair and pulled his head back. Dazed gray-blue eyes blinked up at him as Rojan stroked his finger down the man’s flushed face. “Mine!”
The human seemed confused. His forehead scrunched, his lips drew into a thin line. His mouth opened as if he wanted to say something but he wasn’t quite sure what.
Tucking a strand of white-blond hair behind his mate’s ear, Rojan cupped his cheek and tilted his head back until their eyes met. “You belong to me. You will learn to obey my every command, my every wish. You will live for my pleasure. Do you understand?”
The human paled, gulping so loudly that Rojan could hear it in the silence of the room. His lips twisted as he tried to suppress his grin. He liked this human. Besides his gorgeous good looks, Rojan suspected the human would give him just enough resistance to keep life interesting.
Rojan couldn’t wait.