Deceived

by Evangeline Anderson

  She felt a surge of emotion—a swirling mixture of love and desire still tinged with a bit of fear and hesitancy. She wanted to get closer to Dark—wanted to let him give her body what it needed—but she didn’t quite know how to do it. She broke the kiss and looked up at him.

  “Dark,” she whispered restlessly. “I want…I need…” She shook her head. “I don’t know what I need.”

  “Yes, you do, baby,” he rumbled. “You’re just afraid to take it. But that’s okay—you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

  “What if I do want to do it, though?” Anna asked, feeling frustrated. “But I’m afraid I’ll freak out.”

  “Freak out?” He frowned.

  “Get too upset. Have a panic attack,” Anna clarified. “Like right now, I can feel your, uh, shaft getting hard against my thigh. And part of me likes that but part of me is scared to death.”

  He shifted uncomfortably.

  “I’m sorry—it’s just that I find you so beautiful, so damn desirable, I can’t help how my body reacts when you’re near. You don’t have to worry about it, though,” he added quickly. “Don’t have to be afraid that I’ll lose control just because I want you.”

  “I…I don’t?” Anna asked softly.

  He shook his head.

  “No, baby. You never felt it before because of that damn prosthetic skin I had to wear at Gorn’s place, but every damn time I held you I was hard. And every time I tasted you, I felt like I was going to fucking explode.”

  His voice had dropped to a hungry growl as though remembering the most erotic event of his life.

  Anna looked at him in wonder. “You know, when I thought you were a Replicant, I was sure a woman must have programmed you. I couldn’t imagine a real guy loving to, uh, taste women like you do.”

  “You’d just never been with a Kindred before,” Dark murmured. “I told you, baby, we don’t just love tasting pussy—we need to. It’s a biological urge to tie our mates to us. Plus it’s fucking sexy.”

  “I like it too,” Anna admitted breathlessly. “Letting…letting you taste me, I mean.”

  “Mmm, are you interested in letting me taste you right now?” Dark’s eyes were heavy-lidded with desire but she sensed that if she said no, he would be content to hold her. Maybe it was that knowledge—the absolute trust she had that he wouldn’t push her into anything—that allowed Anna to push herself a little.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “I love it when you kiss me and bite me between my legs, Dark. I love it when you…when you lick my pussy.”

  “Gods, baby…” His voice was a deep groan. “Let’s do it then. I love the sweet taste of your pussy. But I’d like to try something different this time.”

  “What?” Anna wasn’t sure about trying new things just now but she felt like she could trust him. “What is it you want to try?” she asked.

  “I want you to be on top this time,” Dark told her.

  Anna wasn’t sure what he meant. Every other time he had tasted her—which had been pretty much every night the two of them were together at Gorn’s house for the past week—he had gotten between her thighs while she lay on her back and spread for him. She wasn’t sure how else it could go.

  “How do you mean?” she asked.

  “I mean this.” Dark lifted her gently off his lap and then scooted down in the bed so that his head was resting on a pillow. “Now come here, baby,” he murmured, beckoning to her. “Come straddle me and ride my face. Let me lick you from underneath.”

  Anna wasn’t completely sure about this new position but the need inside her was growing sharper and she understood that if she didn’t give her body at least some of what it was asking for, the intense cramping pain was liable to come back.

  “All right,” she said uncertainly. “Only, I don’t want to smother you.”

  “You won’t,” Dark assured her. “You could never hurt me with your sweet, curvy body, baby. Just come here and ride my face. Let me get my tongue deep inside you.”

  Anna got into position above him. Luckily the short blue nightgown Liv had given her didn’t come with panties so there were none to take off. Putting her knees on either side of Dark’s head and holding onto the headboard, she lowered herself down until she could feel his hot breath blowing against her open pussy.

  Dark’s reaction was immediate. He cupped her ass in his big warm hands, kneading restlessly as he pulled her lower.

  “Come further down, baby,” he urged. “Need you all the way down so I can get my tongue into that sweet, wet pussy.”

  Moaning, Anna complied with his wish, letting herself settle further down until she felt his hot, wet tongue gliding between her outer pussy lips to explore her inner folds.

  Dark had tasted her many times by now but she found this was a different sensation. She felt more open, somehow—and more in charge of the situation, which she found she liked. Plus, she liked being able to reach down between her thighs and grip Dark’s hair with one hand, helping to put his tongue exactly where she needed it.

  As always, this guidance on her part seemed to turn him on even more. She heard his low growl of desire as she directed him over her tender clit and then he redoubled his efforts, the flat of his tongue rubbing her swollen bud over and over as he eagerly swallowed her juices.

  “Mmm, Dark,” she moaned and began moving her hips in time with his lapping. Riding his face—I’m actually riding his face. Just like he wanted, she thought deliriously. And God, it felt so good. She could feel the sharp points of his fangs bracketing her clit but somehow he always managed not to bite or even scratch her with them. Not that she didn’t want him to—she loved it when he bit her and injected his essence. It made her come so hard she saw stars.

  But Dark didn’t seem to want to bite her yet. It appeared he was eager to give her an orgasm with just his tongue first. He lapped her eagerly, circling the swollen bud of her clit teasingly and then dipping into her well to taste her honey right from the source.

  “Dark!” she moaned. “Oh, Dark please! I’m so close!”

  This seemed to be his cue to get serious because he stopped moving around and concentrated on one spot—rubbing the flat of his tongue over her throbbing clit as Anna moaned and tugged his hair and pumped her hips in time with his licking.

  At last she felt herself tilting over the edge of orgasm, a warm wave of pleasure washing over her as she came. It seemed to go on and on until she almost couldn’t breathe but at last the electrical current of pure sexual sensation began to ebb and she slumped to the side.

  “Oh, Dark,” she whispered as he lifted her gently and tucked her against his side so that her cheek was pillowed against his hard chest. “That was so good. But…”

  “But what, baby?” He was panting a little, his eyes half-lidded, his mouth shiny with her juices. He licked his lips as though he couldn’t get enough of her flavor and asked, “What else do you want?”

  “I want more,” Anna admitted. “I’m starting to feel so…so empty inside.” She shook her head. “I thought after Gorn and those awful spreaders I would never want anything inside me again. But somehow…I don’t know.”

  “Are you saying you want to make love?” Dark asked softly. “To bond?”

  “I…I don’t know,” Anna admitted. “I’m still not…sure about your, uh, equipment. About, you know, having it inside me.” She blushed. “I’m sorry—I know that probably sounds weird.”

  “It’s completely understandable after everything you’ve been through. Would you like to see it?” Dark asked, surprising her.

  “See it?” Anna asked, frowning.

  “My shaft. See it. Touch it—do whatever you want with it. Within reason, I mean,” he added, smiling a little. “I’m just thinking maybe it wouldn’t be quite so scary if you were a little more familiar. I’ve been hiding behind that pseudo-skin for so long it’s a part of me you’ve never seen.”

  Anna thought about it. “Would you just, I don’t know, lie there and l
et me, uh, look at you?”

  “If that’s what you want,” he murmured. “Whatever makes you comfortable, baby.”

  “So…you’ll let me be in charge? Like I was just now—on top?” Anna asked.

  “Like I said, whatever makes you comfortable,” Dark repeated.

  “But how will you feel about it?” she asked. “About letting me touch you and handle you while you just lay there?”

  She was trying to ask if letting her be in charge sexually would bring up bad memories of the abuse he’d suffered from his evil Mistress.

  Dark seemed to understand her question.

  “As long as you don’t tie me up or cuff me, I’m fine,” he assured her. “Or use any kind of pain whip on me,” he added dryly.

  “A pain whip?” Anna shook her head. “That’s terrible!”

  “It’s in the past,” Dark assured her. “Let’s stay in the present together. What do you say?”

  “I say…yes.” She nodded, smiling at him. “I, uh, want to take you up on your offer. I want to…to explore you.”

  Dark spread his arms and legs wide and gave her a slow smile.

  “Explore as much as you want. I’m here for your pleasure, baby.”

  Looking at him spread out on the bed in the dim golden light of the sleeping chamber, Anna thought it certainly would be a pleasure to explore his big, muscular body. He was still wearing his black shirt, which was open and spread on either side of him, and his tight black trousers. There was a definite bulge in the crotch of those, but she no longer felt quite so afraid of it. Still, she decided to start at his chest.

  “Take off your shirt,” she told him.

  Dark complied at once and then lay back, waiting.

  Anna leaned over him, breathing in his warm, masculine scent, loving the look of his hard muscles covered in satiny smooth, tan skin. She ran her fingertips over his biceps and down his broad chest, loving the deep shiver she felt go through him as she stroked and caressed his big body.

  “Gods, baby,” he murmured hoarsely. “Love it when you touch me. Love to feel your soft little hands on me.”

  “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself because I certainly am.” Anna gave him a mischievous smile and let her hand drift lower, toying along the waistband of his trousers. Dark groaned softly as her seeking hand brushed lightly over the long, hard ridge at his crotch.

  Anna liked his reaction and deepened her caress, stroking up and down the length of his shaft, making her touch firmer and more certain.

  “Damn!” Dark breathed and his hips bucked up, as though to get more of her touch. “Feels so good.”

  Anna thought of all the times he had pleasured her while he was pretending to be a Replicant. He had made her come over and over again while never asking for a single bit of pleasure for himself. It made her want to even the score—to give him back a little of what he had offered to her so generously with no thought for himself.

  “Dark,” she murmured, looking down at him, as he lay there, supine on the bed. “I want to…can I stroke you without your trousers in the way? Will you take them off for me?”

  “Anna,” he breathed. “You can do anything you want with me, baby—you know that.”

  “Take them off, then,” she commanded softly. “I…I want to see you naked—completely naked for the first time.”

  Dark did as she asked, peeling down the tight black trousers and tossing them aside. Then he lay back again, legs open, and waited to let her look her fill.

  “Oh…” Anna breathed.

  Dark’s cock had a sleek, masculine beauty she hadn’t anticipated. A long, thick shaft capped by a broad, flaring crown and nested in a neatly trimmed patch of black curls. It was completely unlike the horrific wrinkled gray monstrosity she’d seen between Gorn’s thighs and considerably larger than what she’d seen of Lazlo’s before he hurt her with it.

  But she didn’t want to think of either of them now—she just wanted to concentrate on Dark. Slowly, hesitantly, she took him in hand, trailing her fingertips up and down his thick shaft before she wrapped her fingers around him completely and pumped several times experimentally.

  “Ahhh.” Dark’s hands squeezed into fists at his sides and his hips bucked involuntarily as he gave himself up to her touch. But he made no move to touch her back, only laid there and accepted her hands on him.

  Anna began to feel braver. She liked the feel of him in her hand—he was hot and hard as a bar of heated iron but the skin over his hardness was soft—almost silky. She also liked the sight of his big body, tense with pleasure, but open and obedient to her command—waiting for her touch.

  I could do this to him—could touch him this way all night if I wanted to, she thought, pumping him again. And he would let me. He won’t move unless I ask him to—he’ll let me touch him—do anything I want to him.

  The realization that she truly was in control gave her an enormous surge of power and a sizzling current of desire seemed to electrify her entire body. She saw that her stimulation had caused a pearly drop of precum to form at the tip of his cock and, feeling daring, she leaned down and lapped it away with her tongue.

  To her surprise, it tasted just like Dark’s scent—a little salty, a little sweet, and with a hint of cinnamon and some dark spice she couldn’t name but found utterly delicious. Wanting more, she lapped him again…and again.

  “You’re driving me fucking crazy, Anna,” he rumbled at last, looking up at her. “You’ve got to stop, baby—you’re going to make me come in your sweet mouth if you’re not careful.”

  “But that’s not where you’re supposed to come,” Anna said as lightly as she could.

  “Oh, no?” Dark lifted an eyebrow at her. “Do you have a better place for me to come then?”

  “Maybe…” Anna bit her lip, feeling the desire twist inside her. She could feel how hungry her pussy was to be filled—how desperately she needed him. And it wasn’t just the bonding fruit now—she really wanted him. “Maybe inside me? Inside my pussy?” she asked, getting up the nerve to name her need at last.

  Dark groaned softly. “Do you think you’re ready for that?” he asked. “Ready to let me in? Ready to let me bond you to me, baby?”

  “I think so,” Anna told him. “As long as you stay right like you are now. As long as I can be on top again.”

  “Anything you want,” Dark murmured hoarsely. “Take me any way you want baby—just take me.”

  That was exactly what Anna intended to do. Straddling his lean hips, she lifted the hem of her nighty and positioned the broad head of his cock against the slippery folds of her pussy.

  “Gods, baby yes—use me! Use my shaft to pleasure your hot little pussy,” Dark groaned as she rubbed him against her, using his body to stimulate her own. God, he felt good against her throbbing clit and the precum she rubbed into her pussy felt soothing somehow, which confirmed what she knew in her heart—she needed more of him—more of his shaft and his seed inside her—to quench the fire the bonding fruit had started.

  But she wanted to take it slowly. Carefully, she put Dark’s tip against her entrance and lowered herself experimentally so that only the head of his cock slipped inside her. He was very large and she wondered for a moment if he would fit but he slipped inside her easily. Moaning breathlessly, Anna lowered herself down, taking even more.

  Dark’s shaft felt amazing inside her—she could feel him stretching her inner walls but it was a good feeling—a feeling she wanted more of. She only had the awful spreaders to compare with and she couldn’t help remembering how cold and ungiving they had been. In contrast, Dark was warm—almost hot—inside her and she loved the feeling of him filling her up.

  “Gods, that’s right, baby,” he groaned as she slid down onto him, letting him fill her completely. “Take me all the way, let me feel your hot little pussy wrapped around me. Feels so damn good.”

  Anna had to agree with him—it felt amazing and not frightening at all, as she had feared. She’d been frightened bef
ore when Sylvan had told her the only cure for the bonding fruit was male penetration and seed, but this didn’t seem so bad. If she wanted to go at any time, she could just get up and leave—there was nothing and no one holding her down. Dark was letting her be in charge and she loved it.

  She rolled her hips in a circle, feeling the head of his cock press hard against the mouth of her womb. The movement drew another groan from Dark and a breathless moan from her own lips. God, she couldn’t remember ever feeling so right before. It was like she and Dark had been made to fit together—two halves of the same whole, and now they were finally coming together the way they had almost been meant to.

  Experimentally, she rose up a little until a few thick inches of his cock slid out of her and then sat back down again, feeling his shaft thrust deep inside her. The next time she did it, Dark moaned and bucked his hips up to meet her, joining the intimate rhythm she had created.

  “That’s right, baby,” he growled hoarsely as Anna continued to bounce on his lap. “That’s right—ride me. Fuck yourself on my cock. Gods, feels so good—so fucking right.”

  Anna thought it felt right too—but she wanted more. More of the deep thrusting inside her and she could only get so much with Dark in this position.

  “Sit up,” she ordered him “Against the headboard, I mean. I need more—harder.”

  He frowned, even as he obeyed by scooting up until he was sitting against the headboard, his hands on her hips.

  “Harder? You sure about that, Anna?”

  “Yes!” Anna shifted restlessly in his lap. Maybe it was the bonding fruit again but she was tired of taking things slowly. Now that she had Dark’s thick shaft inside her, all she wanted was to feel it deeper. And the only way to feel that was to have him thrust long and hard inside her.

  “All right, baby.” His hands tightened on her hips. “Hold on. But if you change your mind and want me to stop, just say so. Okay?”

  Anna nodded and pressed down against him. “Please, Dark—now!”

  “All right,” he murmured again and then she felt his fingers tighten on her hips and he was fucking her, drawing out and thrusting back in again with long, hard strokes that seemed to be exactly what her body needed.