Page 5 of Tribute to the Alien Warlord

Her bite surprised me and when I pulled my lips back, I tasted blood as it ran down the side of my mouth. Incredulously, I stared at her.

She bit me!

Her eyes sparked with anger as she struggled in my grip. Cassair's sharp intake of breath at the sight of my blood dripping down my lips brought me back from my stunned frozenness.

"I don't think the kallini likes your advances, brother. Maybe you should let me try," Cassair stated with easy-to-read concern on his face. A concern I was sure was directed toward the kallini because no male had ever injured me and lived to tell the tale, unless it was in training, and no kallini had ever even attempted to. So Cassair's concern wasn't unfounded.

I noticed a drop of my blood on the kallini's lips, as she too seemed frozen from what she had done. I quickly bent forward and licked my blood off her lips. "I believe that's mine."

The entire hall had turned quiet. Nobody moved. The other human kallinies who were still huddled on the ground, sat frozen staring at me, same as my warriors who stood back, waiting for what I would do, just like the rest of my assembled court.

Kallinies were revered in our culture. Nobody laid a hand on them, but I had never heard of one hurting a warlord either. If I didn't want to lose face in front of my warriors and court, I needed to punish her. And I had an idea how.

The idea intrigued me and stiffened my already hard cock even more.

I pointed at the huddled kallinies on the ground. "See that they are fed, dressed, and taken care of. Find adequate accommodation until I decide what to do with them."

"What about her?" Cassair asked, and the concern I read on his face hinted at him caring for my human beauty more than I liked. I narrowed my eyes to bring the message across that she was mine.

"Her," I said, snaking my arm around her waist and pulling her up and over my shoulder like a sack of grain, "I will see to."

I smacked her luscious ass for good measure, followed by raucous laughter from my warriors, and carried her out of the hall.

She tried to struggle, then cursed and demanded,let me down, which I rewarded with another smack against her ass, which finally shut her up as she seemed to receive the message.

A steep, circular stairway to the left of the great hall led up to my private quarters, which was where I took her, while I felt the hard pounding of her heart against my shoulder.

The guards atop opened the door for me when they saw me approach. They were trained well enough to keep their faces straight as I entered my chamber for the first time in ages in the middle of the day. Not to forget carrying a kallini over my shoulder. The door closed behind me, and I shrugged my slight burden off my shoulder to the ground, where she found her footing and glared at me.

"What are you going to do to me?"

I tilted my head to ponder her question.What indeed?

My cock had a pretty good idea of what to do.

But the kallini hadn't shown herself very receptive of me yet, and I wouldn't force myself upon her.

I reached forward and pulled my cape off her shoulders. There was no reason to hide her form now that it was just her and me.

She gasped but showed her courage by straightening her shoulders and lifting her chin. Her arms were still bound behind her back, pushing her tits up deliciously as they strained against the breast covering she wore.

Wanting to see her reaction and tempted by the soft, rounded flesh spilling over the top of the covering, I crooked my finger and brushed it over her skin.

She gasped, but didn't step back, probably realizing the futility of trying to escape me.Brave kallini.

I watched the skin pebble where I brushed against it and suppressed a smirk. It seemed she wasn't quite as averse to me touching her as she had pretended to be in the great hall.

My eyes roamed her beautiful, deliciously curved body. I caressed her upper arm as I moved around her. She was by far the most delectable morsel I had hosted in my chambers in a long time.

The cold season was coming, and they were long and brutal. Many males took kallinies into their chambers for the duration, and subsequently many children were born by the time the following hot season was about to cool down.

I had never taken a kallini for an entire cold season. I usually found them tiring and full of demands after spending more than a moon cycle with one, but this one was different.

She was mine.

Given to me.

She was my tribute.

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