Satisfied she had her short-term goals of love, control, and change in place, she rolled over to fall into an exhausted sleep.
Finn
He was restless and couldn’t settle in to a restful sleep. He’d had a few of those nights since they had found Amara. She seemed to dominate his thoughts during the day and invade his nights on a regular basis. He wanted her so much his balls were blue, and his dick wondered if there would ever be a time they could empty and relax. Oh, he had performed hand to shaft combat, but he needed more.
He needed Amara. The thought of sinking into her sweetness had brought him fully awake now and as he did most nights, he would watch her through the monitor. He had nearly shot his load watching her a couple of days ago. She was bringing herself off, and he had tortured himself watching her do it.
God she was beautiful. She came so sweetly, trying to keep her little whimpers and noises of buildup and release to herself. She had done a good job of it. Had he not been watching her, he’d have never suspected. He had gone as far as her bedroom door. Reached his hand to knock and then stopped. It would embarrass her to know he’d seen her. She would be mortified if he went straight to her pussy and lapped the cream he knew to be there. So, he’d turned around and handled his problem himself. Again. It was adequate but unsatisfactory. Only she would be able to fill his needs now. And she hadn’t made her move.
He cursed their earlier agreement, before Amara came to them, that it was her body, her choice. She’d been violated in so many ways, they agreed they would not violate her sexually. They wanted her to come to them but hell, how long did a man wait? He knew the answer before the thought had completed. As long as she needed him to. As long as it took for her to feel comfortable and ready to take on that part of their relationship.
He was sure she had consummated with Ethan because of the closeness they shared earlier today. Things were different. Ethan was the undeclared leader. It was a position he was comfortable in and it allowed Finn to concentrate on the things he was best at, technology and securities. It fit his quiet, protective personality. It also fit his nurturing way with Amara. They had fallen into natural roles immediately. He kept her safe, and she followed his rules. Usually. And he was back to Amara and his need for her again.
Rolling out of his large bed, he threw on shorts and walked into his office where the brains of the house were kept. He took a perfunctory glance at the other monitors of the domed enclosure before focusing on Amara’s feed. She was restless. He turned on the audio. She was fighting someone or something. Her cries were of fear and something else, anger? After a few more moments of watching her being unsettled, he flipped the audio off and took long strides to reach her room before she was in a full-blown panic, her nightmare becoming real.
He pressed his thumbprint on the panel and allowed his retina to be scanned. The pocket door slid opened, and he walked inside Amara’s room only to catch her just before she rolled off the bed. He’d learned from his roommates that if someone is having a nightmare or is sleep walking, waking them abruptly could be dangerous. You had to be careful. Once she was in his arms, it was as though the switch had been flipped. She murmured and turned to snuggle into his arms.
“I love you, Finn,” she said in her breathless little sleep voice.
His heart leapt in his chest. Yes, she was sleeping, but those words were unsolicited. Now she cuddled as though her body knew she was in his arms. That was enough for him. He’d take her to bed and sleep might happen first, but before she left his room tomorrow, he would have his way with her and end the cautious little avoidance dance they had been doing.
He carried her from the room, not caring if the door shut behind him or not. He paused in front of Ethan, standing half asleep in the entry of his room. He yawned.
“I didn’t hear her wake up. I must have been tired.”
“She wasn’t quite awake, but she was rocking and rolling so much, I barely caught her before she fell.”
“Okay, you good?”
“Yep,” he said, and he passed.
He laid Amara on his bed and stripped his shorts off. He crawled back under his sheet, told Charlotte to turn on soundproofing and turn off monitoring. He’d locked the door when they came in. Now, it would be just a matter of a little time. She snuggled tight to his chest and kissed it before she stopped wiggling and slept like a child. He decided he’d sleep a little too—before the games began.
Amara
It was warm. Odd because the temperature auto regulated to her comfort zone. Something must be miscalculating. She’d have to have a look tomorrow and possibly get Finn to adjust it. She rolled over to get comfortable as she kicked off the bedlinen. Her foot and arm hit something. Warm, with some hair. A big warm something with hair. Finn. How did she get here? Did she dream? She didn’t wake up.
She cautiously looked around and yes, she’d woken up in this room enough to know it. Inhaled his essence to know this was her Finn. All desire to sleep fell away as her thoughts of earlier in the night came to her. This was her opportunity. She slid her hand carefully down his belly and found something she’d never found before. Finn was naked. Totally naked and his cock was at half-mast even as he slept.
Amara grinned. Well, since his cock was lying in wait, it would be wrong of her, cruel even, to not address it. She’d not hated all the training on the island. Some of it would come in handy. She touched his mushroomed head that she was not able to do with Ethan. No, Ethan controlled most everything, and that was good but sometimes a girl wanted to be a part of the action, you know? Or at least she did.
She hesitated because that wasn’t covered in the training. Was she supposed to initiate sex? Well, not in the plans they had for her. She was to do what was asked of her, produce a child, and leave. Here, she would fully participate, have an opinion, take instruction, ultimately have their children but stay forever. Finn rolled on his back in mock sleep and Amara smiled again.
He wanted her to touch him or he’d have rolled on his belly, not put his manhood on full display. It was all she needed to touch his stiffening stalk, marveling in the velvet softness. She had always thought this was a tough piece of anatomy because of its hardness but it was fleshy, soft. Stiff yes, but delicate. She slid her hand up and down delicately and heard his moan.
She had tried the technique they taught the women, on a piece of hard plastic. It was woefully lacking in reality. This made sense. His scent wafted up to her, and she inhaled deeply. Her mouth salivated, and she needed to taste. There was a drop of precum on his cock crown and she lapped it up. Salty, slippery, almost acidic in the aftertaste.
She wanted more. Changing positions, she crawled between his mammoth thigh muscles and wiggled into place, dipping down to engulf the head within her lips, she tried not to think about the differences between her size and his. Finn was endowed but Ethan fit, and so would he. Snugly. Probably. She licked and sucked until the Viking hissed and came alive pushing her head away from his cock.
“Come up here, baby. Let me get a chance to play a little before things get too far.”
She half crawled to Finn, who pulled her up the rest of the way. “Lie down. Let me kiss you.”
“I was just—”
“Hush, baby, or I’ll have to help you mind me.”
Her ears heard his words, but her mind felt his real meaning and her belly flipped in excitement. Oh, she loved this man. She wiggled in her arousal and he brought his lips to hers. She couldn’t keep silent the moan of want. She pulled him closer. A deep rumble trembled in his chest when she tried to climb him, tried to get closer.
He rolled her and slapped her ass hard and fast. It startled her breath. Her mind was wrapped in his desires. She creamed. “God, do that again. It hurt but, mmm, I can’t believe how good it felt.”
He did it twice more and Amara thought she’d come. “Please, touch me, Finn. I’m so hot, I have to feel you, I need to move. I want to come. I want you.” She was babbling.
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��Oh, no. You will not come. I’ll bring you there, but not yet. Don’t be naughty and disobey me.”
She whimpered. Wiggled. “Finn.” Her undefined plea brought a smile to his face.
“I have things I want to do first, so you’d better think of something else like the program you’re ready to test.”
His lips moved to hers, then trailed down her jawline, brushed her vulnerable throat where he stopped to suck the tender skin for a moment. Continuing on, he teased and sucked her breasts, drew his tongue over the concave of her belly, before kissing the hollows of her hips. His hands slid behind her, past the camber of her ass and stopped on her buttocks. Snagging his pillow with one hand, he placed it under her bottom, propping those lush cheeks, putting them in the perfect position to allow his mouth access to her pussy.
Amara cried out when his tongue touched her, hot, seeking, eagerly lapping her tender flesh. Her chest rose quickly in answer to her labored breath. She begged and pleaded for him to let her come but in the end, she released anyway, the pleasurable pain for not doing it was too much. Kisses rained on her lips and then her breasts were compressed, licked, sucked again, her need rising higher, again.
“Take me, Finn, don’t torture me. Please, take me. I need you.” Finn must have heard her change in voice.
“I should spank your little ass for coming when I said not to, but you are new to all of this, so I’ll let it go, this time.” His voice was odd, raspy and strained. “Now I’m coming in baby. I think you were with Ethan but no one else, right?”
“Uh, huh. Just once.”
“Ah, still a baby then. I’ll take it slow. I can be a bit overwhelming and I’ve never been with a woman who was so inexperienced.”
“I might be inexperienced, but I’m not ignorant. I know how things work.” She was irrationally annoyed that he saw her as a newbie even though it was the truth. Her tone revealed her thinking.
“Don’t be snippy with me, sweetheart. I’m in the driver’s seat, remember? You’re in a very vulnerable position, remember, and I have a well-practiced hand.”
“Sorry, sorry, I just want you to make love to me.”
He reached down to ignite her passions further. Teasing her two clits as though that were a treasure to be accessed as often as possible.
“If I take you, you’re mine. I’ll have claimed you completely.”
“Yes, I understand. I want that.”
“Whenever I want to touch you, you’ll not deny me.”
“What?” Thought was hard the longer he used his magic hands on her clits. “I know, I’ll be yours.”
“You will follow my rules and listen to me when I tell you to do something, especially for your safety.”
“Umm, like wha… okay, mmm, okay. Finn, please.”
“And if you don’t, I will spank that pert little ass.”
“Oh.” He was killing her with all this talk. “Yes, I get it. Please Finn.”
“Just so we understand each other.”
For a man of his size, Amara watched him quickly settle over her, spreading her legs wide with his thighs and palm his cock into her opening. Slowly, as he promised, he inched his way inside. His girth stretching her to perpetual fullness, but he was gentle.
“That’s it baby, all the way in.”
He was inside fully, and he stopped. Did she not hear something he wanted? When he was immobile for what seemed like forever, Amara wiggled, then jerked and whined. “Move. Why aren’t you moving?”
His smile was a touch evil as he grabbed her hips tight and started the piston action that had him grunting and her moaning. “More, I need more. I won’t break, Finn.”
Immediately, the movements increased, her inner pressure grew to uncontainable proportions. “Finn, I’m… I want to… Please…”
“Now, sweetheart, now. Let go for me.”
She barely acknowledged the fact as he lifted her legs and held them against his chest, his every shifting movement touching her sex completely. She could barely hold on and because he said for her to let go, she wanted to last longer. One, two, three, and on the fourth pump she stiffened, and grunts of effort followed by little squeals flowed as puffs of air escaped her lips. She was hot, dizzy, and spiraling out of control. She felt his release hit her womb, his cream coming in hard jettisons as her muscles contracted and relaxed in continual waves.
He moved again as she was coming down from her psychedelic sexual emancipation. He rolled and took her with him, pulling out as his manhood deflated. He drew her close. The bed was damp with one particularly slippery wet spot. She was hot and wet, he was drenched in sweat. Their breathing had calmed. He kissed her perspiring neck.
“Can we do that again?” she asked, her tone full of playful hope.
His chuckle came from deep within. Her tapped sex tingled and spasmed. “I have to recharge, baby. But while I do, I could play with you.”
Before she could respond, he roared as he pounced, his largeness surrounding her body. She giggled and rolled towards him. She half expected the bed to give way. She could read his mood and his emotions. He was satisfied, relaxed, and she was his. Nothing but good could come from this, right?
Chapter 14
Wilder
“Time to get up, sleepy head. You’ve work to do, and I don’t have the luxury of waiting until you get around to climbing out of bed.”
“I didn’t sleep much last night, Wilder.”
“Whose fault is that?”
“Um,” she lifted up, leaning back on her propped elbows. “Yours, and Ethan’s and Finn’s.”
“Excuse me?”
“You triggered me with your conversation, then you allowed someone with the same name to come inside, making me feel unsafe. Then I had to distract myself, but ultimately, I had a nightmare anyway. Then I ended up in Finn’s bed and then we had sex. Twice. I wanted it because Ethan took me two days before and I was curious. Two down one to go. So, it is all of your faults.”
“Huh, I almost follow that lame logic, but it sounds like Finn didn’t spank you, or Ethan either, if you are feeling that frisky.”
“He told you, didn’t he?”
“Get in the shower. Told me what?”
“Told you that he spanked me.”
“No,” laughed Wilder, “I just know Finn.”
“I didn’t bite him hard.”
“You bit him? And you aren’t lying on your tummy? He must be losing his touch.”
Finn spoke from his bedroom door. “No, he isn’t losing his touch, she did it on accident. At least that is what I’m calling it.” His tone challenged her to deny his belief.
“It was, Finn, it was an accident. How many times do I have to apologize? I thought I was just going to nibble and then I heard something and well… is it bad?”
He grumbled as he walked towards her. “I’ll live. Now get out of bed and get into the shower. You and Wilder have a lot of work to do if we’re going to ensure the Friday meeting goes as we want.”
Amara climbed out of the bed and tried to scamper past him, but Finn was just close enough to get in a parting swat. She laughed as she streaked to the shower. Finn turned to Wilder.
“You’re the last holdout now. I think she’s tired of waiting for us to decide to make a move. She told me last night that she and Ethan made love the other night. Ethan said she was the initiator, and she had been a virgin. Last night she said she had training on how to perform sex, but she is still a newborn in that area. Ethan and I agreed that we would not take her again until you’ve had her.”
Wilder rubbed the back of his neck in frustration. “We’re like friends, playmates. I don’t even know if she wants that type of relationship with me.”
“Wilder, man, she does. I think you’re working so much at the Center these days that when you are home, there are other things going on. Now, you have the addition of this committee.”
The two men continued to discuss the many things on their plates these days until they noticed the shower
was no longer running.
“How are we going to be sure that she isn’t the product of gender selection? I mean, one change in her direct line from here to there, and we’ll have lost her.” Wilder theorized.
“We have to have faith. Besides, she isn’t going to just disappear. I mean she’s here, not there.” Finn reasoned.
“What are you talking about? She just appeared out of thin air, what’s to say she won’t disappear just as easily?”
“Because I’m sure that I’m not.” Amara said quietly. “Don’t ask me to explain, because I can’t, but I believe that I’ll still be here even if things can be adjusted enough to change that part of the future.” Amara stood and dried her hair.
“Which won’t happen if we don’t get cracking on this. I have no patients this week, but I’m on call, so let’s get you breakfast and start on this agenda. I need explanations on every detail of this program and its projections. Then I need to have the projections interpreted or their implications. I want to be prepared for all contingencies.”
“Absolutely. Wilder?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you spank?”
“No, that isn’t my kink. Why do you ask?”
“Oh, no reason.” Amara breezed out of the room headed for the kitchen.
Later that afternoon, Amara got up from the table. “I’m done. I don’t think you could be any more prepared than you are right now, Wilder. I mean, I know scientists and doctors are precise, often with A-type personalities, but really? You’ve memorized the notes on the notes. I can’t do it anymore.”
“One more time and then we’ll review it again tomorrow only I’ll do the explaining to you.” She shook her head in disbelief. “Amara,” Wilder grabbed her by the arm. “Stop a minute. I know I can be over the top sometimes, but I don’t want to get it wrong. I have to be prepared if things don’t go my way.”
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