Page 91 of M!lked For His Pleasure

Exton gazed down at me, shaking his head. “Is it really that important to you?”

I nodded eagerly.

He let out a long sigh. “Bring our little cow’s coffee.”

I lifted myself up to peak over his shoulder and saw Taclan picking up my mug before settling back down with a happy smile. Things were looking up.

When we entered a large room, the first thing I noticed was a gigantic bed with at least ten pillows at its head. “Woah. I bet you could fit ten people on that sucker.”

“Yes. Isn’t it amazing,” Exton said while gently sitting me down on a plush chair across from the bed. “Are you comfortable?”

I wiggled my butt on the soft padding. “Yep. This is super soft.” I ran my hand over the padding on the seat of the chair.

Taclan knelt on one side of me, while Exton did the same on the other.

“Good,” Exton mumbled before lowering to cover my nipple with his mouth. My milk let down after a couple pulls and milk spilled from my other breast. Taclan was quickly in place to latch on to my leaking breast.

Not knowing what to do with my hands, I finally rested them on the nape of their necks. The aliens noisily gulped down my milk while running their hands up and down my thighs.

Exton sat back with a contented purr. “Delicious.” He licked his lips.

Taclan was still suckling me when Osin ran into the room, tablet in hand. “What kind of entertainment did you do, Loralei?”

Oh shit. “Um, I entertained a variety of different people.”

He turned the tablet toward the room. “Look at this! Human entertainment usually means that women take off their clothing. Some even have sex with people for money.”

Exton grabbed the tablet from Osin and pressed buttons. “Oh, but some just sing, or dance. Do you sing because I like human music.”

“Even the singers wear very little clothing. Why look at this! She is barely covered,” Osin said after grabbing the tablet back and showing the other males.

I shook my head. “Nope, I’m tone deaf.”

Taclan, who’d stopped feeding when Osin entered the room, frowned at me. “What specifically did you do on Earth, little cow.”

My mind raced, trying to decide how to answer him. I didn’t want them to back out of the one point five million they’d agreed to. If I admitted I was a lowly stripper, would they change their minds?

“Loralei, answer him,” Osin growled.

“I was an exotic dancer.” My shoulders went back, and I puffed out my chest which immediately drew three sets of eyes to my breasts. “A very good one.”

The aliens made grumbling noises while crowding around Osin and the tablet.

“I don’t understand why you’re so concerned with it. All your cows are naked,” I grumbled.

“That is not the same,” Osin grumbled. “And you won’t be showing off your bounty to anyone other than us, now that you are ours.”

“And we have an addendum to your contract,” Taclan said as he flipped the tablet in my direction. “You will dance for us. Every day.”

I giggled at the serious looks on their faces.

“Maybe more than once a day,” Osin said with his eyes on the woman on the tablet who was working the pole. “We will set up one of these for you.”

“I need to be wearing clothing if you want me to strip for you,” I pointed out.

“Deal,” Exton said, his luscious lips forming a smirk. “But they won’t be on you for long.”

“Let’s get this contract signed. I’m eager for my first dance. The kind where you sit on my knee,” Osin grinned.

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