“The safe room! Razar, you’re a goddamn genius!” For a second, I thought he might even kiss me. That would have been a situation.
“We’re going to have to be careful, sir.”
“Just get me there!”
I started hustling Varon through the door, and Alicia dove after us to put the final nail in the coffin.
“Don’t leave me here to die,” she wailed.
“Get the fuck off me,” he shrieked, pushing her back. As I trundled Varon into the hall, I looked back into the suite, to see Alicia doubled over with laughter. If I hadn’t loved her before, that was the moment that would have done it.
Out in the hallway, I had to keep stoking the fire to keep Varon in too much of a panic to see how normal everything seemed. Sure, there were flashing lights, and a siren blaring, but nobody was rushing around. There were no screams.
“Keep your head down,” I ordered, stealing past him to look around the corner. Then I gave him the ‘all clear’ and rushed him down the corridor. We were within steps of the door when the alarm system cut off and everything went back to normal.
“Wait a minute…” I could see the clouds starting to clear in his hysteria.
“Oh, fuck.” That got his attention.
“What? What?!”
“They’ve cut off the alarm. That means they must be getting close.” It was nonsense, but it rattled him back up.
“My rooms—Alicia?” Oh, so now he was showing remorse. There was a second when it looked like he might dart back down the hallway, but I grabbed his head again.
“Sir! She’s already dead.” This was a hard game I was playing, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t enjoying every second of it. Varon swallowed hard, and with a few brisk moves, I huddled him into the safe room.
“Thank you for this, Razar. I won’t forget it.”
I bet you won’t I thought as I sealed him in. Once his whimpering was safely locked away, the whole world seemed to return to normal. Doubtless I was going to have to answer to someone about pulling the alarm, but at that moment, there was only one person I wanted to see.
Coming back through the door into Varon’s suite, Alicia wrapped me in her arms almost before I could see her. We nudged the door closed and I squeezed her tighter. She was shaking with laughter, but when I leaned back to look at her, her expression was a maelstrom of anger, fear, and loathing.
“What is it?”
“Razar,” she shook her head, “it was horrible. I knew it would be bad, but I never imagined. He was just so…” I tucked her head back to my chest and smoothed her hair with my hand, doing my best to soothe her with gentle shushing.
“It’s alright, Alicia. It’s going to be alright.”
“How?”
“Just trust me.” My chin rested on the top of her head. “I will never let anyone or anything hurt you. I promise. I would rather die than let anything bad happen to you.”
She looked up at me and pressed her lips to mine. It was gentle at first, but need flooded between us and she leaned harder and harder into the kiss, devouring my mouth. Returning everything I got, I let my lips trail from her mouth down the line of her neck. A light moan slipped out of her as I made my way to her collarbone.
Letting my thumbs slip gently under the shoulders of her dress, I pulled it wide and let it slide down her body to pool at her feet. My fingers fretted across her skin, raising scores of tiny bumps as she pressed herself as close to me as she could.
“That’s not very fair,” she whispered, nibbling on my ear.
“What isn’t?”
She let her hands do the talking for her and began pulling at my clothes. I ducked my shirt over my head while she tugged my belt free. For a moment, I nearly helped her, but the sight of her breasts pressed together as she worked away with her hands was too much. I just surrendered to watching her and letting her undress me.
This time, I was determined to let her take control. After all that she had been through, she deserved to be the one calling the shots. Let her get what she wanted.
Alicia
“I missed this,” I whispered against his lips, my fingers already hooked on his boxer briefs. Pulling on his bottom lip with my teeth, I tugged his boxers down and freed his erection. The moment his cock sprang free, I wrapped my fingers around it, feeling its warmth against my palm.
“Not as much as I have,” he whispered back at me, his hard member throbbing against my fingers. Unclasping my bra, he pulled it off me and allowed his gaze to wander down to my breasts. He smiled and leaned in, his parted lips landing on my right nipple.
“Oh, God.”
His tongue danced around my nipple for a moment while, at the same time, his right hand made the hike down to my hips. Gently, he moved it in and pressed his fingers over the drenched fabric of my thong massaging my aching wetness through it. Unconsciously, I started grinding against his hand, enjoying the electric sparks that shot up from between my legs to the rest of my body.
Then, as he pushed the thong down, I finally let my instincts kick in. When he reached for that sweet spot between my legs, I grabbed him by the wrist and stopped him. Looking into his eyes, I offered him a devilish little smile, then allowed my knees to buckle under my own weight.
“What are you—?”
His words died in his throat as I leaned in and wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock, the flavor of his skin coating my tongue. I closed my eyes and, taking my time with it, rolled my lips down his entire length. I kept on going until I felt him pressed against the back of my throat, and held my position there.
His tail whipped around in a frenzy, and it didn’t take long before I felt its tip snaking up from my knees to between my legs. With maddening precision, it pressed down on the spot right above my clit, and fireworks went off behind my shut eyelids. Only then did I start bobbing my head, my mouth moving up and down his cock. I kept on going until I felt it throb against my tongue and, for a moment, I thought he wouldn’t be able to resist it.
“Fuck,” I heard him groan, his hands resting on my head as he felt my swaying motion. Eager to have him explode in my mouth, I doubled my efforts—gripping his cock by the root, I started stroking while I kept on devouring him, eager to push him over the edge.
Razar, though, had other plans.
Gently pressing his fingers against my forehead, he forced me to stop moving. He held his position for a while, his entire body tensing up, then slid out from my mouth. I heard him take one deep breath, and I opened my eyes to return his gaze.
“You’re killing me,” he said, flames of wickedness dancing in his eyes. He put two fingers under my chin and, smiling, he made me stand up. I didn’t resist. Rising, I kept my eyes locked on his and laid my hands on his naked chest, once more enjoying the raw power hiding underneath his chiseled muscles.
“What are you waiting for?” I teased him, and that’s when I felt his tail coiling itself around my waist. He used it to push me back and, before I knew it, he had me pinned against the wall. His hands roamed to my hips and, after digging his fingers into my flesh, he forced me to turn around. I placed my hands against the wall, right at shoulder height, and instinctively jutted my ass back.
“I could stare at you all day long,” he whispered, his fingers tracing the contour of my backside. When he moved two of his fingers past my inner thighs and caressed my wetness, I bit down on my bottom lip.
“I hope you want to do more than just stare,” I threw back at him, and he responded by slipping his fingers inside me. He curled them upward like a hook, driving them all the way in, then closed the distance between us.
“Oh, don’t worry,” he whispered into my ear. “The list of things I want to do is a pretty long one.”
“Then I think you better get started,” I said, pressing my backside against his hard cock, trapping it between my cheeks. Closing my eyes, I started moving my hips from side to side, using my backside to stroke him. Not one to hang back and let me do all the work,
he matched the urgency of my movements by moving his fingers in and out of my aching pussy, readying me for what was to come.
He was merciless about it.
Sliding his fingers out, he quickly replaced them with his cock. He pressed the tip against my inner lips and, after one powerful thrust, he was in. I moaned as his thighs slapped my backside, the sound of flesh on flesh echoing throughout the room, and a wide grin spread over my lips. His tail, still holding me by the waist, kept me in place, but I fought it and started thrusting back against him.
It only took a few seconds before the rhythmic cadence of our bodies grew into a frenzied dance, his hard cock sliding in and out of me in sweet punishment. He threaded his fingers into my hair and holding my head, started thrusting harder. I stopped moving, my brain shutting down as it tried to process all the pleasure that Razar was inflicting upon my body.
“You are perfect,” he whispered into my ear. Without warning, he pulled back from me. I gasped as I felt his cock slip out, then his hands were back on my hips. He spun me around, and his mouth crashed against mine before I even knew what was happening. “So fucking perfect.”
Using his tail, he lifted me into the air as he closed in on me. I reacted on instinct, and quickly wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms now thrown over his shoulders. Pressing his body against mine, he angled his cock down, and I held my breath as he eased himself back inside me.
“Hard,” I begged of him. “As hard as you can.”
He was more than willing to oblige.
When he started thrusting, I didn’t even know how to describe it. We weren’t making love, nor were we fucking. It was something else, something that transcended the limits of what I thought to be possible. Our bodies felt as if they were blending together, and our breathing and heartbeats synced; the entire world seemed to fade around us and, at that moment, I was pretty sure we stood at the center of the universe.
“I’m gonna—”
“I’m gonna—”
We said it at the same time, and both our bodies got the message.
My inner walls tightened up, his cock sheathed itself up to the hilt, and we both surrendered to a tidal wave of pleasure. Our bodies locked up, all the pent-up tension freezing our muscles, and that's when we finally exploded.
I threw my head back as I moaned, the warmth of his seed spreading all through my body. I realized it then: more than just lust and excitement, pleasure and ecstasy...I felt happy. It was insanity, but it was also the truth—in his arms, there was happiness.
“Thank you,” I whispered softly, my body still reeling from it all.
“What for?”
“For being here,” I replied. “For existing.”
Razar
“It’s safe now.”
Standing in front of the open safe room door, I offered Varon a comforting smile. He had bags under his eyes, and his hands were trembling. He looked as if he hadn’t slept a single minute but, even more important than that, he seemed totally scared shitless. For once, it felt good to see him tremble like that.
“Are you absolutely sure?” he asked me, his eyes darting past me toward the hallway. It almost seemed like he was expecting someone to storm his tower and riddle him with bullets. I knew that bravery and poise were both strange concepts to someone like him, but I still found it curious to see him act that cowardly. What exactly was he afraid of? He had mentioned the Rippers last night, so what in the hell had this idiot gotten himself involved with?
“I’m certain, sir,” I replied. “My team did a full sweep of the perimeter, and I’ve personally checked all security logs. It took a while, but I feel confident enough to say this must’ve been a false alarm.
“A false alarm, huh?” Standing straighter, Varon cleared his throat and nodded. “You seemed pretty fucking certain that someone was raiding the building last night, Razar. How the fuck could it have been a false alarm?”
“Activists,” I replied without a moment’s hesitation. “Anti-gambling groups wanted to scare you off, and so they hacked the security systems and made the security team believe we were being raided. All the emergency sensors were detecting multiple hostiles, so I assumed we were under attack by the Rippers.”
“Are you shitting me?” he growled. “How could you make such a stupid mistake? Is this what I pay you for, Razar? To make me waste my fucking time?”
“I needed to be certain you were safe, sir,” I continued. “Better to err on the side of caution when it comes to a situation like that.”
“Very well,” he said. I could tell he was still pissed, but the asshole didn’t have the guts to fire me. He would never find an experienced head of security like me if he did such a stupid thing. “Make sure that it doesn’t happen again. I had a terrible night because of your mistake, Razar.”
“It won’t happen again,” I said, even though I wasn’t exactly sure how he could’ve spent a ‘terrible night’. The safe room had all the amenities an asshole like Varon needed, and then some. “I’ve talked with the security team, and it has all been handled.”
“How about the woman?” he asked. I couldn’t help but notice that she had gone from ‘Alicia’ to ‘Alix,’ and now to ‘the woman’. I didn’t particularly like it. “Where have you kept her?”
“Ms. Harper has been taken to the infirmary,” I told him. “She has come down with some disease the doctor still hasn’t been able to identify. We think she might have caught it on the beach, during yesterday’s activity, and the anxiety from last night seems to have triggered her symptoms. She has a high fever, dry cough, and—”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Gritting his teeth, he took one step toward me. He was a head shorter than I was, and his horns looked like toothpicks next to mine, but he still had the gall to look at me as if I were nothing but an ant. “Are you telling me that she’s sick?”
“That’s exactly what I’m telling you, sir,” I replied, taking a deep breath so that I didn’t ram my forehead into his fucking nose. He was getting under my skin, and I didn’t know how long I’d last before beating him to a pulp. “She’s sick, and she’ll need some time before she has recovered.”
“Make sure the doctor understands how urgent this is.” Turning away from me, he marched out of the safe room. “I want Alicia back at the apartment as soon as she’s able to stand. No excuses. You hear me, Razar?”
Loud and clear, you sick fuck, I thought, but merely answered his question with a nod. There was only so much I could do to prevent him from ruining his father’s company, and I didn’t even care anymore, but I’d die before I’d let him put his hands on Alicia. She was the only reason I stayed. No matter what the government said, and no matter how loud Varon shouted ...Alicia was mine.
“Then see to it, Razar.”
“Will do.”
The moment Varon disappeared, a small army of servants trailing after him, I headed in the opposite direction and got inside a tube elevator. Five minutes later, and I was strolling onto the medical floor. I used my access code to get into the intensive care unit and made my way into the largest private suite.
“How are you feeling?” I asked Alicia.
“Bored.” She swung her legs off the bed and made her way toward me. Smiling, she went up on tiptoes and pressed her lips against mine. “And I was missing you already.”
“Same here.”
“Do you really think we have to do this?” she asked, waving one hand at the room we were in. There was an intensive care terminal beside her bed, and the entire room had a sterile design. Still, there was a small balcony that overlooked the outside pools and the garden, and it had been put in place to offer the patients some mental solace. “I’ve never been a good liar.”
“I know the situation isn’t ideal, but I think it’s the best we can do, and it has the benefit of being non-confrontational, which will minimize the danger to you. As long as Varon believes you’ve come down with some kind of contagious disease, he’ll steer clear of you. He wasn�
�t happy about it, mind you, but he’s absolutely terrified of catching a freak disease that might kill him.”
“Wouldn’t it be easier for me to tell the government how he has been treating me? Tell them that I’m done, and that there isn’t a chance in hell that I’ll want to be a part of Varon’s life? I mean, I know that Varon thinks the rules don’t apply to him, but—”
“Trust me, it’s better this way,” I said. Even though I knew Varon would cower if I stepped in for her, I was pretty sure that he wouldn’t mind using his army of lawyers to beat us into submission. Besides, he had contacts in the government, and he could just as easily try to make it seem as if Alicia wasn’t following the Protocols. That could land her in a lot of trouble. “Besides, soon enough the thirty-day period will be over.”
“And what happens then?” she asked, and her words made my heart tighten up.
Then you’ll go home, I thought, but I couldn’t muster the courage to say it. There was no way the government would let her stick around after the trial period was over, especially if that meant she wanted to be with someone other than her genetically assigned mate.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there, alright?” I whispered, then leaned in to kiss her again. “For now, just try to relax. I’ll come visit you every chance that I get.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
Alicia
“I’m serious,” Razar swore as I shook with laughter.
“Seven? All at once? I know you’re strong, but really…”
“It’s absolutely true. All seven of them came at me at once. Still, I have to admit, it wasn’t as much of a fight as you might think.”
“Really?”
“Oh, sure,” he said. “I mean, after all, they were dwarves.”
My jaw dropped to my chest and he went on, “I was there to save Snow… something. I forget her last name…”
With a squawk, I broke out laughing harder than I could remember since coming to this casino, splashing Razar as much as I could for duping me. He splashed me back, and the water around us foamed as we fired torrents at each other. I was laughing so hard I snorted, which only made him laugh harder in return.
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