[Phantom Warriors 01] Bacchus by Jordan Summers Page B

knead her ample globes. Her dewy quim dripped from the shower, the
    pink flesh pouting in open invitation. His cock would feel at home there, sinking into
    her flesh again and again, filling her with his thick length and crimson seed until she
    screamed in capitulation.
    Bacchus closed his eyes, imagining the sound of her whimpering cries filling his
    ears. He had no doubt that the resonance would shatter his hearts. Bacchus departed
    quickly before he did something stupid, like join her.
    He dressed methodically, covering his flight suit with the clothes he’d purchased.
    His cock remained hard as Zaronian marble and would stay so until he sought his
    release inside this remarkable Earth woman. By the time Jill had dried and dressed in
    preparation for work, he’d regained a modicum of control.
    “Ready?” she asked, a cheerful smile planted on her lips as she stepped outside
    onto the porch. She swept her purse up onto her shoulder and walked toward the garage
    door.
    “More than you know,” he muttered to himself, before handing her the key to Ryan’
    s car.
    They drove in silence north on the 405 to the 101, following the freeway to the
    Topanga Canyon exit and made a left into the hills. Bacchus watched as the houses
    thinned, leaving woods and hillsides behind. She drove higher, winding their way
    deeper into the canyon.
    Several minutes later, they reached the kennel Jill’s clients rented. She pulled her car
    into the gravel lot and parked.
    Dust swirled around them before clearing. Dogs barked in the background. Several
    other vehicles dotted the area. Part of Bacchus had hoped they’d be alone, but he knew
    that was a bad idea, since his control hung by a single strand of Zaronian yarn.
    He followed her along a dirt path leading to rows of buildings, which housed the
    kennels. The sound grew as they approached the pens. He saw people in a nearby field
    handling different breeds of dogs. The animals obeyed their hand-signaled
    orders… most of the time.
    Bacchus smiled, enjoying the change of scenery and watching the lighthearted play
    between the animals. Leaves rustled in the trees surrounding the compound. Sun
    dappled the ground. The earth smelled richer, more pungent, fertile even. Or maybe it
    was his newly attuned mating senses kicking in. He turned to Jill.
    “Where do you have to work today?”
    “The breeding pen. After I’m done with the dogs, their owners will come and get
    them to take them home.”
    “Where is this pen you speak of?”
    She nodded in the direction of a red building located toward the back of the
    property. It had a sloped roof and massive sliding doors, which flanked its sturdy sides.
    A smaller door stood at the far end for easy access. “We keep the bitches that are in heat
    back there. It doesn’t stop the males from smelling them, but it does prevent any
    unwanted pregnancies. Can’t have Fido knocking up a twenty thousand dollar dog.”
    “I suppose not,” he said, slightly confused by her statement. “After you.” Bacchus
    flipped his wrist, rotating his hand in a common Earth gesture.
    Jill started down the path in front of him. Bacchus’ gaze strayed repeatedly to her
    perfect ass cupped beautifully by a pair of denim jeans. His hunger began to rise. This
    wasn’t good.
    Bacchus didn’t know how long he’d be able to hold off touching her. He wanted Jill
    to come to him or at least welcome him into her bed, into her body. How did one get a
    human to do that? So used to seizing what he wanted, Bacchus didn’t know.
    They reached the shed that housed a smaller chain-link kennel. Several dogs paced
    within their individual pens. The scent of feminine heat overpowered Bacchus. They
    may be a different species, but their need permeated the air, tickling his nostrils,
    stroking his inner beast.
    His gaze darted from dog to dog, their whimpering sounds tearing at his control.
    His skin began to burn as the urge to fuck this woman stretched his muscles