Born to Please [Pleasure Vessels 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Free Page A

didn’t feel that way.
    Payne chuckled, but it held an edge of resentment. “I’m a Pleasure Unit. A Vessel designed specifically to fulfill your physical needs and provide you whatever you need. If you desire me, I make myself available. That is the life of a Vessel.”
    The bitter edge to Payne’s voice caused Alec to look at him in curiosity. Vessels weren’t supposed to feel resentment. They had been bred with very specific traits. Being eager to please was one of them. Alec reluctantly dropped his arms and took a step back to look at his Vessel once again.
    “Shall I service you, my lord Alec?” Payne asked. Alec could’ve sworn he saw a hint of mockery in his gaze.
    He hesitated an instant before replying. “No. That won’t be necessary. I can wait.”
    He looked at Payne’s body in admiration. He didn’t understand how the Vessel was feeling anything but joy at the prospect of belonging to a man such as himself. He wasn’t being arrogant. He just knew that a lot of Vessels were sold to far less generous and far worse-looking men. It irritated him that he was found wanting by a being who wasn’t even classified as human.
    “As you wish, my lord.” Payne’s words were appropriate, but the tone was all wrong. Gone was the almost playful soon-to-be lover, and here stood this resentful being that was rubbing Alec the wrong way.
    “I’m guessing this is why they do the personality alignment,” he said, more to himself than to Payne.
    Payne’s eyes narrowed. “Excuse me?”
    “Well, it’s obvious you aren’t happy with me right now. My eagerness for your body has brought on some misplaced bitterness that I wasn’t even aware Vessels could feel. Even if we’re very well suited, arguments will of course arise. A personality alignment will fix this…disagreement between us?”
    If it were possible, Payne’s lips pressed more firmly into a thin line. “I shall be your puppet, my lord, and you shall be my puppeteer. After the alignment, my every thought, action, and desire will be geared toward the pursuit of yours.” Alec was shocked at the anger in his voice. “And since that is the inevitable outcome of this ‘disagreement’ between us, you should just go ahead and press the call button so that I can be taken immediately to the brainwash, oh, I’m sorry, that was a slip of the tongue, the ‘realignment’ room so that neither you nor I will be forced to put up with my ‘resentment’ or anger for that matter over your callous disregard for the human condition. In fact”—Payne took a step off the platform and crossed the room to the call box—“let me press it for you. I wouldn’t want you to trouble yourself.”
    Alec finally got irritated and stalked after him, grabbing the Vessel’s outstretched hand. With one stiff yank he pulled him close until they were nose-to-nose. It was only then that he realized there was only an inch or two difference in their heights.
    “What got shoved up your ass, Vessel?” he snarled. “What could I have possibly done to you in the last five minutes to warrant such hostility?” He knew he was gripping harder on the Vessel’s arms than he should be. It was probably hurting him, but he was too pissed off to care. To Alec’s surprise, Payne moaned, and he felt the straining length of his erection press against his slacks.
    “And what the fuck kind of reaction is that?” he asked with a growl. He eased his grip.
    Anger sparked in Payne’s eyes. “It’s my training. I can’t help it. My submission training rewired my body to respond to either pain or pleasure.” He closed his eyes and shuddered. He rubbed against Alec as if to demonstrate. He stopped himself before he opened his eyes. “Press the goddamn call button, Master .” He spat the word like a curse. “Reprogram me to be the perfect fuck doll for you.”
    A voice snapped from behind them as a hidden panel slid open to reveal the employees’ hallway. “Payne!” Payne winced