Trapped in Time

by Evangeline Anderson

  And then he pressed his mouth directly to the spot where Caroline needed him most. As he lapped long and hard over her tingling little button, she felt her hips buck again and suddenly she was right on the edge.

  “Richard!” she gasped and reached down to thread her fingers through his thick, black hair.

  Her pleasure and need seemed to excite him. With a low growl of pure lust, he twined his long arms around her thighs and split her even wider. Lapping and sucking, he teased her until Caroline thought she would go crazy with need. The feeling was so intense she could scarcely hold still and she knew that any minute she was going to come…going to come so hard…

  But just as she was about to tilt over the edge, Richard withdrew.

  Caroline could have cried with sexual frustration.

  “Why…why did you stop?” she panted. “I was close, Richard…so close!”

  “Which is exactly why I stopped.” He looked up at her, his mouth shiny with her honey, his eyes half-lidded with lust. “Because I want to feel you coming all around me when I make love to you, my darling. Because I want to feel your sweet little cunny squeezing my shaft.”

  “I…I want to feel that too,” Caroline admitted breathlessly. “Please Richard—take me! Bond me to you now.”

  “It will be my very great pleasure, my darling,” he assured her with a hungry growl. “Are you ready for me, do you think? You seem very tight.”

  “It might be a tight fit, since you’re going to be my first,” Caroline admitted. “But I’ve had other things inside me—toys I mean—just none as big as you are,” she explained, feeling a little embarrassed.

  “Toys?” Richard’s eyebrows raised in apparent surprise. “What kinds of toys? Do you mean devices for self pleasure?”

  “Exactly.” Caroline bit her lip. “Um, does that sound strange to you? I know in your time women aren’t ever supposed to touch themselves. I mean, nobody is, I don’t think. But in my world we’re a little freer about that kind of thing.”

  He chuckled. “Do you refer to the sin of self-abuse?”

  “Well, yes—if that’s what you want to call it,” Caroline said. “We just call it masturbation—playing with yourself.”

  “Hence the need for ‘toys’ to aid you in your play, I suppose.” He gave her a hungry smile. “I should very much like to see these ‘toys,’ Caroline. “I imagine it would be extremely erotic to see one sliding into you.”

  “I’ll be happy to show you my whole collection,” Caroline promised him. “But right now, the only thing I want sliding into me is you. Please, Richard—I need you!”

  Her obvious desire for him seemed to fan the flames of his own lust. Quickly, he slid off his trousers and undergarments until he was as naked as she was. Then he climbed back onto the bed with her and pulled her close, fitting her naked body to his.

  Caroline moaned and pressed against him. She could feel the hot, hard length of his shaft branding her belly but that wasn’t where she needed him.

  “Please, Richard,” she begged, throwing one leg over his thigh and trying to draw him closer. “Inside me!’

  He smiled. “Eager little virgin, aren’t you?”

  “Don’t want…to be a virgin…anymore,” Caroline panted, rubbing against him. She could feel the thick shaft of his cock parting her pussy lips and rubbing against her throbbing clit. She was coating him with her honey but the head of his cock was still too far away to enter her. If only he would get a little closer…

  “Well then, let’s see what we can do about that,” Richard growled.

  Caroline’s thighs were already spread so when he reached between them, it was an easy task for him to fit the broad, flaring crown of his shaft to the entrance of her pussy.

  Caroline moaned as she felt him rubbing against her open folds, the head of his cock sliding over her tender clit and coming to rest at the mouth of her pussy. She wanted him so badly she thought she would burst but when she tried to get more of him inside her, Richard stilled her restless hips with his big hands.

  “Slowly, my darling,” he murmured. “I would never want to hurt you.”

  “You won’t hurt me,” Caroline promised him. “Just please, Richard—I need you in me!”

  “Slowly,” he cautioned again. But seeing how desperate she was, he finally began to slide his thick shaft inside her.

  Caroline moaned and wiggled a little as he entered her. There was no doubt about it—he was at least twice as big as any toy she’d ever used to get off. She could feel her inner pussy walls stretching to accommodate him and it hurt, but only a little and it was a good kind of pain, if that made any sense. Finally she felt him bottom out inside her, the head of his cock kissing the mouth of her womb and knew he could go no further.

  “Is it all right?” Richard asked, looking at her anxiously. It was clear he was worried about hurting her—maybe because he was so much bigger and stronger than her physically.

  “It’s fine,” Caroline assured him. “It actually feels really good—I’ve just…never had anything so big inside me before. I feel really full but…”

  “But what, my darling?” He was holding still inside her, though Caroline could feel by the tension in his big body that he longed to stroke deep and hard into her soft, open pussy.

  “But I want more,” she told him. Wiggling her hips, she managed to pull back and then push forward, causing him to move inside her. “More of you inside me—moving in me—making love to me,” she panted, looking up at him. “Please, Richard!”

  “Gods, my darling,” he groaned. “I’m longing to fill you and claim you completely, if you’re certain I’m not hurting you.”

  “You’re not hurting me—I want you!” Caroline nearly moaned.

  Her words seemed to make him crazy because, with a low sound of pure hunger, he pulled almost all the way out and thrust into her again, filling her completely, making Caroline gasp and cry out with surprised pleasure.

  “Richard…yes!” she cried, bucking her hips up to meet his rhythm. “Oh God, yes!”

  Soon they were moving together, finding a rhythm all their own as he stroked inside her, filling her completely. Caroline’s body felt alive—completely alive—for the first time. She moaned his name like a prayer, bucking up to meet him. Her ankles were locked around his hips, her fingernails dug into his broad back as he thrust deep and hard inside her and still she couldn’t get enough. She could feel her orgasm building—could feel the wave of pleasure growing to rush over her and carry her away. But somehow she couldn’t…quite…reach the peak.

  Richard seemed to understand her problem. Reaching between them, he slipped one long finger between her folds and began to stroke the swollen bud of her clit, right above the place where they were joined.

  The extra little bit of stimulation was exactly what Caroline needed. With a moan of pure ecstasy, she felt her pleasure cresting, her whole body going tight as her inner muscles spasmed hard, gripping the thick shaft that stroked deeply into her as though she was begging him to spill his seed inside her.

  “Gods, my darling, I can feel you coming all around me!” Richard growled hoarsely. “Love you so much! Going to Bond you to me now.”

  “Yes!” Caroline was nearly delirious with pleasure. “Yes, do it, Richard! Bond me—make me yours. Do it now!”

  With a low, needful groan he pulled almost all the way out of her and then thrust in again, sinking his shaft to the hilt inside her. Caroline moaned and spread her thighs wide, welcoming him in, begging him to get even deeper into her wet depths.

  Then Richard was pressing his mouth to the side of her neck and she felt the sharp points of his fangs pierce her skin. As the first pulse of his seed filled her pussy, his essence flooded her bloodstream, causing a second, even stronger orgasm.

  Caroline’s back arched, her toes curled, and for a moment the pleasure was so intense she thought she might faint. She writhed against the big Kindred, pinned to the bed by his muscular bulk and by his sharp fangs an
d thick shaft inside her.

  Oh God—so good! So good! Don’t know if I can stand much more, though—I’m going to faint! she thought wildly.

  “Stay with me, darling! I know it’s intense but don’t leave me—I want us to be together every step of the way.”

  It was Richard, talking to her, Caroline realized. But his fangs were still buried in her throat. So how…?

  “It’s the Bond we now share,” he murmured in her head—for that was where his voice was coming from, she realized. He wasn’t speaking with his mouth—he was putting the words directly into her head.

  “You can put words in my head too, now that we’re Bonded. Try it,” he urged her.

  She felt his fangs withdraw and looked up to see Richard looking down at her, his blue eyes filled with passion and pleasure and love.

  “I love you,” she sent experimentally. “I’ve never felt like this for anyone before—I love you, Richard.”

  “I love you too, my darling…my wife…my true mate,” he sent back. “Thank you for being patient with me and forgiving me for being so foolish and stubborn.”

  “Thank you for saving me so many times,” Caroline sent back. She was beginning to get used to this silent communication and found she rather enjoyed it. It was like discovering a secret language, only the two of them could speak and understand.

  “My darling,” Richard told her seriously, speaking aloud now, “It was you who saved me. Without you, I would still be trapped in a loveless, sterile Joining to a woman who didn’t want me.”

  “Instead of being Bonded to a woman who wants you desperately,” Caroline teased breathlessly.

  “Do you?” he asked, smiling a little. “Because I feel that I am the one who wants and needs you desperately. Can you ever forgive the way I treated you these past two weeks?”

  “I thought I made it clear you were already forgiven,” Caroline told him. She grinned and wiggled her hips, reminding him that he was still inside her. And to her delight, he was still hard.

  Richard groaned and smiled at her.

  “You’d better be careful, darling. Kindred don’t need to wait after spilling their seed to make love again. You could be busy all night if you don’t watch out.”

  “That’s exactly what I want,” Caroline assured him. “Come on, Richard—let’s make love all night.”

  And so they did. As Richard filled her again with his seed and his essence, Caroline felt like she had finally come home.

  In a world of instant romance—a world she had always felt locked out of—she had found an old-fashioned love that would last a lifetime. She had found her soul mate—the one man in the entire Multiverse who could complete her, even though she’d had to go to a whole different world to do it.

  When she thought of all her crazy adventures, Caroline knew they had all been worth it. After all, she never would have found Richard if she hadn’t gotten…Trapped in Time.

  Epilogue

  “So the Goddess promised that Emmeline would have a protector?” Kat’s eyes were wide. “Wow—I wish I could have been there to see that! I missed the whole thing!”

  “I didn’t get to see it either,” Caroline remarked and took a bite of her muffin.

  It had been a week since she and Richard had gotten Bonded and then come back to the Mother Ship. As promised, they had gone straight to the Sacred Grove and had a simple but beautiful Joining ceremony the very next day so that Richard could make “an honest woman” of her, as he laughingly said.

  Now, after an intense honeymoon period where the two of them had barely left their suite, Richard was in the Med Center studying modern Kindred medical techniques and Caroline was catching up with her friends.

  They were sitting in Sophie’s suite having some “girl time” and talking out the events that had led to Richard coming back to her. The conversation had inevitably led back to his cousin, Emmeline, and the promise the Goddess had made to send her a protector.

  “You two saw it.” Caroline looked at Sophie and Liv expectantly. “What did the protector the Goddess promised to Emmeline look like?”

  “Well, he was definitely a warrior,” Liv said thoughtfully. “And he was over seven feet tall if he was an inch. Huge, muscular—“

  “Now you’re just describing any Kindred,” Sophie interrupted her. “Don’t forget about the scars.”

  “Scars?” Kat exclaimed. “Where?”

  “Everywhere,” Sophie said. “His arms, his legs, his face—you name it.”

  “Don’t forget the one right over his heart,” Liv put in. “It looked like he was stabbed with something crazy-big—I don’t know how anybody would survive a wound like that!”

  “And you said he’s an Esk’hara Kindred?” Kat asked. “But I’ve never heard of that kind before.”

  Sophie shrugged. “None of us has.”

  “Maybe he’s from one of those other universes,” Liv suggested. “Maybe he’s from Richard and Emmeline’s universe.”

  “I don’t think so,” Caroline said. “Richard said he had never heard of the Esk’hara Kindred either.”

  “Well then, where is he coming from and when will he get to Emmeline?” Kat demanded.

  Sophie shrugged. “In the Goddess’s time, I guess. She’s the one who’s sending him to her.”

  “Do you think he’ll be able to help her get her baby back?” Caroline asked anxiously. “Richard said that in the scene he saw, her mother was refusing to even let her hold him and he seemed sick.”

  “Poor little guy,” Liv said sympathetically. “And poor Emmeline—how awful to have your baby taken away!”

  “She has a tough life all right,” Caroline agreed. “That’s why I wasn’t mad at Richard when he admitted he’d been trying to go back and protect her instead of staying with me. I mean, she lives in a spanking brothel and her whole family has cast her off—it’s terrible.”

  “Wait a minute…did you say a spanking brothel?” Kat put up a hand. “So that place—that Mother Griffith’s—is an S&M place?”

  “Mmm-hmm.” Liv nodded. “Apparently Flagellation Bordellos were a big deal back in Victorian times—in our world, anyway. I’m assuming in Richard’s and Emmeline’s too.”

  “But, isn’t she the daughter of some kind of nobility? Or at least a gentleman’s daughter?” Sophie exclaimed. “How in the world would she end up in a place where she spanks men for a living? I mean, I know what happened in the first place—that horrible man raped her and got her pregnant and her family threw her out—but how did she end up there?”

  “I don’t know.” Caroline shook her head. “She never told Richard the details of how she actually got to Mother Griffith’s.” She cleared her throat. “They’re very straight-laced. I got the feeling he was too embarrassed to ask her. She disappeared for a while after the attack and surfaced there months later. She only contacted Richard when she was getting close to her time to give birth. He was so glad to see her again—he’d been frantic with worry—searching all over the city for her.”

  “And I bet the other Caroline didn’t care if poor Emmeline lived or died,” Kat remarked.

  “Richard said that her name was never mentioned again in his family after she was thrown out,” Caroline said quietly. “It was like she ceased to exist—like getting raped was her fault.”

  “That’s horrible!” Sophie exclaimed. “No wonder Richard felt like he had to go back and protect her!”

  “I just wish the Goddess would hurry up and send the protector she promised,” Liv remarked. “Have you been keeping an eye on Emmeline lately on the PORTAL’s window?”

  “I have.” Caroline nodded.

  Since she and Richard were staying aboard the Mother Ship after all, she had decided not to abandon her work. Though there now appeared to be a clear barrier permanently over the PORTAL’s window and no one could travel back and forth to other universes, it was still possible to watch another world and see what was going on there.

  “Actually, the things Co
mmander Sylvan learned while the four of you were watching Richard and me have proven to be very helpful,” she told the other girls. “He really advanced my research a lot. We’ve been watching several other universes, and keeping a special eye on Emmeline—though I don’t know what we could do if we saw her having problems. Nobody can get in or out of the window now—it’s more like a viewscreen.”

  “Who else are you watching?” Kat asked. “Oh—what happened to Lord Harkens? Please tell me he didn’t get away with being a serial murderer!”

  “No, he didn’t.” Caroline shook her head. “After Caroline disappeared, the other mother—that’s what I called the other Caroline’s mother in my head—went to the police and made a big stink. They went to his house and found his trophy room. He’s being tried right now and everybody thinks he’s going to hang for the horrible things he did. Apparently it’s a big scandal over there—a member of the Aristocracy being a serial murderer.”

  “Well, I’m glad he got what he deserved,” Kat said, nodding.

  Caroline sighed. “Me too. I feel kind of sorry for the other mother, though. She lost her daughter and she thinks she was killed horribly.”

  “Well, she should have listened to you when you tried to warn her about Lord Harkens!” Liv exclaimed.

  “She should have,” Caroline acknowledged. “But it’s still a terrible thing for a mother to lose a child.”

  “Which brings us back to Emmeline losing her baby to her own mom,” Sophie remarked. “Do you think she’ll ever get him back?”

  “I don’t know.” Caroline sighed. “Only time will tell. There’s nothing Richard or I or anyone can do for her now except watch her on the PORTAL and pray that the protector the Goddess promised gets to her soon.”

  And as she thought of the wonderful life she now had herself—married and bonded to the one man in the Multiverse who was right for her—she prayed that Emmeline might have the same good fortune. Richard’s cousin had been dealt a terrible hand in life—surely the Goddess would see that it was put right?

  Wouldn’t she?

  Caroline could only pray that she would.