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Lexi just nodded and followed her numbly back to the main corridor, wondering for the hundredth time if she was going to survive this mission… and if thirty-six thousand dollars was really enough to go through with it.
Because the way things were going, she was starting to worry she would soon end up letting Dr. Brandt put those golden clamps on her nipples and call her his "good girl."
And that was freaking terrifying.
7
BRANDT
Brandt followed Dr. T’Oo-loo into the Terian milking laboratory. The door was narrow and his shoulders brushed either side of the frame as he stepped inside. The scent of sterilized metal and something sweet—nectar, he supposed—hung faintly in the air. His eyes swept the room, cataloguing equipment…tables…straps and other nectar collection accoutrements. But his attention shifted immediately when he saw her.
Alexandra.
She was standing beside T’linga, her green eyes wide, her cheeks flushed pink. The moment she noticed him, that blush deepened, spreading down her neck. He felt it like a physical pull in his chest.
She reddens the instant she sees me. Is it embarrassment? Or something else?
He pushed the thought aside, forcing his expression into its usual stern mask. He had made an oath. He had sworn never again to call a bride. Still, the sight of her biting her lower lip made his body tighten in ways he had not experienced in years.
“Ah, here we are,” Dr. T’Oo-loo said cheerfully, moving to a gleaming drawer and pulling out a set of golden clamps attached by a delicate chain. They caught the light, glinting ominously. He pressed them into Brandt’s palm. “Try these on her nipples—very effective for stimulation.”
Brandt accepted them with a curt nod. He turned to Lexi, who stared at the clamps as though they were instruments of torture.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she demanded, taking a half step back as he came towards her.
Brandt didn’t waste words. He simply put his hands around her waist, and lifted her easily to sit on the edge of a padded table.
Lexi gasped, glaring at him.
“Look, if you think I’m actually going to let you?—”
“Don’t make me punish you, Alexandra,” he warned in a low voice. “We talked about this—you’re going to obey me in every way. Now, are you going to behave, or not?”
She caught her lush lower lip between her teeth and Brandt felt his shaft stir in his trousers. Gods, that mouth.
I should not notice such things. I should not want her, he reminded himself sternly.
“I…I’ll behave,” she whispered at last.
“Good. Open your blouse.”
Her eyes went wide. “In front of everyone?” She flicked a nervous glance at Dr. T’Oo-loo and T’linga who were watching with interest.
“This is research,” Brandt said flatly. “There is no shame in science, Alexandra. You will bare yourself when I command it or bear the consequences.”
His eyes locked with hers and he saw the determination and shame in her lovely green depths…but also something else. Could it be…excitement?
Finally, she nodded.
“All right,” she said in a low voice.
“Good.” He nodded in approval. “Now are you going to unbutton your blouse or should I?”
“I’ll do it.”
Her hands trembled as she undid each button. Slowly, the creamy swells of her breasts came into view until they spilled free, heavy and perfect, tipped with dusky pink nipples already tightening in the cool air.
Beautiful. Gods, she’s exquisite. Softness made flesh, h
