by Dawn Ryder
His hands moved and he pulled the lips of her sex wider. His breath hit her pussy as her hips gave another jerk. He touched her clit with just the tip of his tongue and she moaned. It was a low sound that Noel had never once heard before. Thorn answered it with a growl before sucking her clit into his mouth.
She screamed as climax exploded without any warning. He sucked harder on her clit as her hips bucked under the attention. Her spine tightened and twisted as she was caught in that moment like it was a lifetime and then she sagged back to the bed as Thorn let her clit go.
He looked up her body and winked at her gasping astonishment. “The clit bar stays.” His thumb stroked down to the opening of her pussy before he pressed it up into her body. She was so wet, the digit slid smoothly into her. The walls of her pussy tried to clamp around it and hold it. She became aware of how empty her body felt.
But there was one thing she wanted first. “Take your clothes off, Thorn.” She propped her elbows behind her and looked at him. It was time for a little exposure on his end. One of those dark eyebrows went up along with a corner of his mouth.
“Yes, ma’am.” He stood up and Noel rolled over to lie on her stomach. She kicked her feet up behind her as she propped her head on her hands. Thorn’s fingers didn’t linger over his task. He stripped in bare seconds like some military drill.
But she wasn’t complaining.
His chest was sculpted to perfection. Ridges of muscle that cut down to an abdomen that she really didn’t think men could get unless they lived on liquid bodybuilding supplements. Her eyes slipped lower and her mouth went dry.
The cock that had pressed against her was a lot more than she had guessed. It was thick and long with a ruby head. Noel reached for it out of pure fascination. She wouldn’t be empty with it deep inside her. Her fingers curled around the staff and Thorn gasped. A harsh sound that stroked her ego because she was the one making him respond now.
Pushing her body forward, she stretched her neck out and laid a single kiss on the swollen head. His cock jerked as a snarl came from his mouth. A naughty smile covered her face before she regained her grasp on the staff and licked all the way around the ruby head.
“Noel…” Her name was a strangled sound that escaped through Thorn’s clenched teeth. Looking up his body she saw the muscles running up his neck corded with tension.
“Yes, Thorn? Was there something you wanted to talk about? Of course, I’ll have to stop doing this…” her tongue made another circle around the head of his cock, “to talk.”
His head lowered and those dark eyes showed her a blaze of hunger that made her even bolder. There was a freedom in knowing that she drove him as insane as he did her.
“Suck me, baby.”
His words were harsh without a hint of gentleness but she liked it that way. This man with his tight control and hard muscle wasn’t going to beg for her attention. Noel felt excitement rip through her as she thought about him taking her with the same hard demand.
His hand captured the back of her head and she opened her mouth. She stroked the length of his cock as she took the first few inches deep into her mouth. Her tongue slipped over it as his hips jerked and thrust it deeper. Her ears listened to his harsh grunts of pleasure and it made her take even more of his cock into her mouth. She wanted to make him come. Press him until his body twisted under her mouth just like she had under his.
“No!” Thorn snarled that order as his fingers pulled her head away from his cock. His chest heaved as he struggled to control the urge to climax. He was going to fuck her. That need burned brighter than the urge to let her suck him off. It was a primitive notion that rose from the same dark place in his brain that he used to push his body beyond its limits in order to survive. Right now, he was going to drive his cock into her pussy and feel it milking his seed when she came.
The look on his face should have frightened her. Maybe it did on some levels, but her body quivered in anticipation as Thorn leaned over her and scooped her off the bed. Her feet touched the floor and he ripped her clothing away. It all fell somewhere on the floor as he cupped each breast with his hands. His eyes were on her nipples as he brushed them with his thumbs. Pleasure shot down her spine and mixed with the need burning in her clit.
The first climax hadn’t satisfied her, if anything it only made the hunger more acute. The tops of her thighs were wet with her own fluids as her body showed her exactly what it wanted. Thorn’s nostrils suddenly flared as his eyes shot back to her face. The harsh burn of male aggression hit her before Thorn turned her and bent her over the edge of the bed. The thing hit her right at hip level and he pressed her body towards the mattress as his feet spread her legs.
A moan rose from her throat as she shook with pure excitement. She wanted it this way—him this way. Hard and demanding. Noel wasn’t thinking about sensibilities. All her brain wanted was the hard cock nudging the folds of her sex apart.
A little whimper filtered through the bedding as he pressed his cock forward. Her body stretched around his width as he pulled free and then pushed more of his cock into her.
“Take me, Noel.” His voice was almost gentle but it was followed by a harsh grunt as he struggled for control. Her body burned but it demanded more of that cock, pain or no pain.
“More.” Noel gasped the word as she curled her fingers into the comforter. Thorn growled above her as his cock left her and then thrust deep. His hands curled around her hips as he stayed there, his cock fully seated inside her. Her pussy stretched and gripped the hard invader as her clit pounded with pleasure. A little moan of delight came from her as her bottom wiggled against his hips.
“So good.” Thorn pulled free and then thrust hard. His hips flexed as he used his strength to drive his cock in and out of her. The cheeks of her bottom bounced as he fucked her. He struggled to control the pace. She moaned with pleasure but he wasn’t going to come yet. He needed to fuck her, be inside her pussy. Slipping one hand around her body he felt for the little clit bar.
Noel screamed and couldn’t stop. Stretched around his cock, the climax was too intense to hold inside. His fingers rolled and wiggled the clit bar as his hips drove his cock in and out of her over and over again. One climax ended only for another one to build around the clit bar and the fingers manipulating it. With his cock stretching her pussy the pleasure rippled all the way into her womb, contorting it as the walls of her passage flexed and tried to squeeze his cock into giving up his seed.
Thorn slammed his cock into her a second before he groaned, long and hard, as she felt the hot spurt of his cum. His fingers jiggled her clit bar and she came once again. This time her pussy contracted around his cock and milked it.
Noel had no idea how she ended up in the shower. Her head lay against Thorn’s chest as the water sprayed down on both of them. The scent of his skin filled her head as his hands gently smoothed soap over her breasts and down to her belly. Her back was to him again as those fingers even threaded through the lips of her sex to clean her.
She might have protested if she could have reengaged her brain. Instead, her fingers spread over the hard thighs of her lover as his hands gently rolled the clit bar and her body began to softly shiver once again.
Thorn turned her and angled her head up. His mouth captured hers as his lips pressed hers apart, and his tongue swept inside to tangle with hers. It was a blatant demand to enter her body again, and Noel reached for his cock as she kissed him back.
The shower was almost like a bubble, hiding them from everything except each other. Right here there was pleasure and excitement flowing as freely as the breath did in and out of their lungs. They were perfect sides of one puzzle, fitting together in a symphony that was master-designed by nature.
Noel stroked his cock with a slow motion and heard his swift intake of breath. The little symbol of her own power made it permissible to just enjoy. She sent her tongue up towards his and stroked his as her hand tightened around his length.
Thorn’s ha
nds smoothed over her breasts and then down over the curve of her hips. His fingers closed around each side of her bottom as he lifted her feet from the tile. He stepped forward as he lifted her higher and his hips pressed her thighs open until she felt the head of his cock nudge the opening of her pussy.
He lowered her onto his length and broke their kiss. “I want to spend the rest of the night inside you, Noel.”
A little mutter of approval came from her lips as Noel held on to his shoulders and twisted her legs around his waist. His hands cupped her bottom and held her completely still as he slowly worked his cock in and out of her spread body.
“I want to have you every way possible.” Thorn’s eyes burned into hers as he thrust up into her again. “I want to screw you, pump you, fuck you and every other goddamn word I’ve ever heard for it. Just as long as I’m inside you.”
She nodded her head because pleasure was twisting her into a knot of tension that robbed her of the ability to think, much less speak. His cock was sliding along her clit each time he thrust and that little clit bar was jerking her towards climax again. But his slow tempo didn’t allow her to tumble into climax, instead she balanced on the border as her body pulsed with sensation so acute it was a twin to pain.
Thorn’s eyes burned into hers as he thrust forward and then pulled back, still too slow to make her come. Noel moaned low and deep but he only thrust again and leaned towards her ear.
“Tell me how you like it, Noel. Order me to do your bidding.”
Oh God, could she? Should she? Her hips jerked forward, trying to take his cock faster but his hands held her steady as his head came back up and his eyes captured hers again. “It’s easy to just go with the flow, honey. No regrets because you never took a side. Just let me seduce you, overwhelm your brain with pleasure.” His cock slid along her clit again as she shivered with the need to move her hips and take it back into her body. His face was a mask of solid control as he waited a few seconds before thrusting back up into her.
“Say it out loud, Noel. I want to hear you demand me.” Her pride rose above every hint of right or wrong that lingered in her brain. She did want him and she would tell him that. “Faster.”
He chuckled and pulled his cock free. “Do what faster?”
He wanted her to say the word—that word that was so often used as profanity, but in truth was a verb, that she could use to make him feed the need raging through her. His eyes watched hers as he slowly thrust back up into her pussy, the hard length of his cock sliding along her clit in one smooth motion that made it scream for release.
“Fuck me faster, Thorn!”
“Yes, ma’am.” His body tensed as he drove his hips hard and fast between her thighs. Her legs twisted tighter around his body as she arched her hips towards his thrusts, wanting to take him as deep as possible.
“Yes… Faster… Come with me, Thorn.”
His hands tightened on her bottom as his hips pounded against hers. “Yes, ma’am!” He growled the words in a harsh voice as he fucked her faster and her head fell back as climax ripped her away from any further thought. There was only the smell of his skin and the hard thrust of his cock as pleasure snapped her body like a whip.
His seed hit her womb as he snarled next to her ear. It was a primitive sound that pleased her on the most basic of levels. His satisfaction mingling with hers as her body tightened around his cock and tried to milk every last drop of semen from him. Primitive, basic, but at that moment it was a perfection that was untouched by the demands of pride or ego. They fed each other’s needs and that was all that mattered.
Chapter Six
Thorn smoothed his hand over her bare shoulder before he left the bed. Noel kept her eyes shut, but her heart gave an odd twist at the tender touch. He did it just because he wanted to. Maybe some people might not think much of that, but Noel couldn’t stop thinking that she was cherished.
She opened her eyes as the shower turned on. She was still in 2231. A crazy little smile curved her lips as she picked up her clothes and put them on. She buttoned the shirt and looked around the room once again. It hit her that she was relieved to discover that she hadn’t had a dream. Sure, there were still a lot of things that bothered her about being selected, but she couldn’t quite shake the idea that Thorn had chosen her.
Oh, pride was going to get her into a whole mess of trouble again, no doubt about that, but Noel still felt it burning along her nerve endings as she stepped into the hallway.
She wanted to look around the house. The morning was cool and bright, and she filled her lungs as she considered that it was a pleasure to be able to do that. She’d never thought about her death, about not getting the chance to chase her dreams down. To recognize that it had all ended in a fiery blaze made her pull another deep breath into her lungs and savor it.
She touched the top of one pane of glass and it turned transparent. Sunlight spilled into the front room as she blinked and looked outside. Her mood shattered as she watched Gutir step out of a transport. He was right in front of the front door, making her stomach twist with the knowledge that the man was coming to see Thorn. When Thorn had punched in their address last night, the transport had landed in exactly the same spot.
Gutir’s submissive got out behind him and looked at the ground again. Today the girl was wearing what looked like a leather corset. The thing pulled her waist in and pushed her breasts up. She had on another short skirt that flared out just a bit at the top of her thighs.
A harsh grunt hit her ears and Noel spun around. Thorn’s eyes instantly left the view of Gutir to look at her. He offered her a half-smile as he shrugged. “Sorry.” His eyes shifted to the window as he frowned. “Looks like we have company.”
“Great, and before coffee.”
“Coffee?” Thorn raised an eyebrow at her in question. “What is coffee?”
“You don’t have coffee? Humans can’t live without caffeine. At least not this human.” Her words were melodramatic, but no coffee? Noel felt like shuddering in horror. No java? Café latte? Double black, kick-in-the-pants coffee?
“Caffeine supplements are available. They are dispensed with field rations.” A fist landed on the front door, ending their conversation. Thorn grunted again as he turned to answer the door.
“Out of bed, Thorn? Good thing I decided to stop by and give you some tips.” Gutir stepped right into the house without an invitation as his eyes swept down her body in one bold assessment. He looked back at Thorn and slapped a hand onto his shoulder before taking a seat at the table near the kitchen. His submissive followed behind and actually knelt behind him as much as the chair would allow. She sat completely still with her hands flat on top of her thighs and head bent to the ground.
Noel wanted to throw up.
“I think I can handle myself.” Thorn crossed his hands over his chest as he eyed Gutir. “Noel is doing just fine as far as I’m concerned.”
Gutir chuckled and swept her with his eyes once more. “Well, she’s quiet, I’ll give you that.” Noel gasped, and Gutir gave Thorn an “I told you so” look. She kept her mouth shut because there was some kind of tension between the two men. Maybe Gutir was Thorn’s superior—she had no idea what kind of power the man had. She did like Thorn enough to not want to trash his life. That feeling of ignorance descended onto her and it dragged helplessness along with it. This beginning a new life was really majorly frustrating!
“She doesn’t need permission to speak.” Thorn’s words were quiet but razor sharp.
“Now that, Thorn, is a classic mistake. Do you have any idea what happened to men in the past who let women have their way? I’ll educate you, soldier. They got their hands tied with legal crap that would make you puke. We have to keep these females under control or they will own us.” Gutir turned his eyes to her and raked her with a hard glare.
“Maybe you need to go a little further back and look at some of the laws that were laid down on women before you think we got to have it all our way. There were
plenty of years when females were chattel.” Noel tossed her head as Gutir glared at her. By the look on his face, he didn’t get much confrontation from his selection. “I’m not going to sit at your feet like a dog.”
“Think so, sweetie?” His eyes turned hard with challenge as lust flared in their depths. “Penny enjoys being dominated. It’s the natural state for a female. Makes her feel complete. I give her true satisfaction by mastering her. That was something the pussy-whipped men in her time just never gave her.”
“It’s really sad that you actually believe that drivel.” Noel glared back at him but she moved her eyes to Thorn as fear crept into her thoughts. She needed to see what he thought about Gutir’s ideas. Thorn’s face was a mask of stone that didn’t give her a hint, but the fingers he had resting on his forearm were white, betraying the fact that he wasn’t as relaxed as he appeared.
“I can see your idea, Gutir, but I’ve got my own goals.”
Gutir surged to his feet and the chair hit the wall with a loud thud. Penny dived out of the way. She immediately corrected her position so that she was once again kneeling behind Gutir. A pleased expression crossed her face as she made sure her hands were perfectly placed on top of her thighs.
“Fine, keep your ideas, but let me be your third. That way we can both teach her.”
Thorn sucked in a deep breath and stepped forward, his arms falling to his sides. He looked ready to pounce on Gutir, but controlled the urge with iron will. “Appreciate the offer but I’ve already chosen our union partners.”
“Your non-promoted friends won’t help you climb that ladder in front of you, Thorn. Better rethink your decision.” Gutir raked her with his gaze once more and lingered over her nipples. Noel crossed her arms across her chest to cover them as a tingle crossed her skin. Gutir raised an eyebrow at her. “See? You’re thinking about it, aren’t you, pretty?” Gutir left a second later. Penny stood up in a smooth motion to follow him. Her face lifted to Noel’s for a moment and passion lit her eyes. Noel bit into her lip as she witnessed the pure enjoyment burning in her eyes for the submissive role she played. Penny offered her a ghost of a smile before she followed her master.