“While I was being made ready tonight, I imagined how it would feel if it were your stiff rod invading my bottom hole instead of that device.”
She could feel him stir beneath her, his cock swollen and hard again.
“That was truly wicked of you. To assure that you do not give way to any more wicked thoughts, it seems I’ll have to put an end to your fantasies about how it might feel.”
He shifted her body, bending her over the edge of the bed, and stood up. The head of his cock pressed against her virgin hole, still slick with oil from the device. AJ tensed. It was so much bigger around than the tip of the metal cylinder she’d been made to wear night after night. She could never take it in.
Kaden backed off. He reached under her and began massaging her clit, all the while running the head of his cock around her tight sphincter until she was uttering wordless little cries. He increased the pressure and the head slipped inside her.
AJ whimpered. He slid in farther, and then drew out a little.
“So… is this the way you imagined it would feel?” He pumped his hips. Once. Twice. Each time delving deeper.
“No. No…yes!” she hissed, bucking back against him.
Kaden dug his fingers into her hips and took her.
She screamed. His cock was so hot, so thick, filling her until she thought she’d explode. He started moving in and out. Deeper. Faster. Her ass still burned from the spanking. But now the heat was spreading to her pussy, her clit, becoming a savage fever. She heard him groan and shoved back against him.
“Come. Now.” The rough bite to his voice set her off.
She exploded. Just as he ordered. Fingers clawing at the mattress, she met his thrusts. Keening. Wailing. Shattering inside.
* * *
After that, it was the new, masterful Kaden who came to her every night. She hungered for his domination, thrilled at his stern commands. More and more often, he found reasons to order her across his lap. But she knew the firm spankings would be followed by lovemaking that left her breathless and shaking. When she begged him to stop at times, swearing she could go no higher, he took it as a challenge to his manhood and proved her a liar.
The more she surrendered to his desires, the more pleasure he gave. She’d never known two people could meld together this way, giving and receiving until it was impossible sometimes to know where she left off and he began.
Afterward, as they lay in each other’s arms, they talked. Kaden told her stories of his childhood in New Atlantis, growing up as the pampered only son of the island’s ruler.
“Your father is the king?”
“More like a governor. Atlantean people vote on our laws. Kristos merely sees to it that all the citizens follow those laws. He holds Court, settles disputes, and acts as commander of the Army, guarding our boundaries and keeping our people safe.”
“Army? Do Atlanteans wage war?”
“Only if the security of our homes and families is threatened. Then we do whatever it takes to protect those we love from harm.” His voice grew cold, distant, and he fell silent. AJ dared not question him further.
The longer she spent in the Lyceum, the more AJ doubted she’d ever be able to slip away unnoticed long enough to gather the information she needed to report back to the InterStellar Federation. Only a man could walk through the city freely, listening in on conversations in the shops, sneaking into the warehouses to confirm the stores of rare earth being stockpiled. She thought long and hard about it. Finally, one night she decided to trust Kaden enough to confess why she’d really come to Petra and enlist his help. He listened without interrupting until she finished. Then he stared at her with an odd look on his face.
“So you’re Commander Norris?”
AJ nodded.
“I’ve only risen to the rank of Prefect back in New Atlantis.” He threw back his head and laughed. “I never dreamed I’d be getting my cock sucked by a superior officer!”
She blushed. “Please. Be serious. The Federation fears what may happen if Tok sells his minerals on the black market. The weapons terrorists create with them could wreak havoc on Neodyma, leaving only a desolate wasteland. We’ve seen the death and destruction rare earth weapons created on Earth and other planets. The Interstellar Federation has sworn to stop it from ever happening again. Used for good, these elements can enhance the quality of life. It would be a tragedy if they were used to end it instead.”
“I’ve heard such tales. Tales of other worlds, worlds that no longer exist.” He bowed his head, as though imagining the devastation that could rain down upon Neodyma. He looked back at her, his eyes hard, and she caught her first glimpse of the mighty Atlantean warrior Tok feared.
“Are you prepared for battle, Commander?”
She told him about the rumors of a caravan coming that would deliver a load of riches in exchange for tons of rare earth minerals. “I hoped to get back to the Portal in Alexandria so I could alert our forces of General Tok’s plans. But I’ve run out of time. Somehow we have to stop the caravan from leaving Petra with the minerals. Once they’re outside this mountain fortress, they can be transported anywhere in the Galaxy. We’ll never be able to track them or monitor their use.”
Kaden was silent for a few moments. “There are a few men I trust here,” he offered. “Men who, like me, think Tok is a power-hungry despot. I can enlist their aid. What about you? Can you call upon any of the Harlots?”
She nodded. “I think so.”
They stayed awake nearly all night, laying out a plan. Finally, just before dawn, Kaden wrapped his arms around her and insisted she lie down.
She laid there wide awake, her mind spinning. She wasn’t alone any more. With Kaden by her side, she still had a chance of completing her mission.
His breathing slowed, deepened. The arm tossed over her hip went slack.
AJ lay still for a moment. Then, giving in to a strange impulse, she rolled toward him and brushed her lips over his before sliding out of bed.
She sat up and put her feet on the floor. His arm shot out. One hand closed over her wrist, a smooth iron band pinning her in place.
“You kissed me.” His voice firm, with no hint of sleepiness.
“It was nothing. A momentary lapse.”
“It was a kiss.” He pulled her back down on the bed, rolling over to trap her body beneath his again. “You kissed me. And now I’m going to kiss you back.”
His head lowered. His eyes locked on hers. AJ tensed. Then, slowly, he touched his lips to hers in a caress equally as gentle.
Her body melted in his arms. His lips moved over hers. Soft. Warm. Hesitantly, she parted her lips. He coaxed her mouth open a little more. Exploring, enticing. She sighed, savoring the texture of his tongue on her lips. His cock stirred against her hip. Kaden deepened the kiss, just a little, breathing into her mouth as his lips captured hers.
AJ responded instinctively, drawing in his breath as if it were the essence of life itself. As it is, her ever-rational mind observed. Deliberately, she shut her thoughts down and kissed him back, met his growing ardor with her own. He made a noise then, a rumble deep in his throat, and thrust into her. AJ gasped. Her pussy was already wet and he slid in easily, with no foreplay this time.
“You kissed me,” he growled.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes. I kissed you.”
He rammed himself deeper, grinding his hips against her, rubbing her core of pleasure until it began to throb.
“Kiss me again.”
She crushed her mouth against his, opened it to welcome his tongue. He slammed into her, taking her mouth and her pussy at the same time. She wrapped her legs around him, sucking on his tongue while she tightened her velvet heat around his shaft. Kaden shuddered deeply. She felt his cock spurting. She came, right then, a shattering climax that left her weak and trembling in his arms.
Chapter Nine
All the next day, AJ wandered around with a tiny smile on her face. She spoke sweetly to Miriam, even hummed one of
the melodies she’d learned to play while doing her hated chores. She could have blamed her surging hormones, or the barrage of physical sensations constantly assaulting her here on Neodyma. She could have chalked it up to all those nights with very little sleep or told herself it was the result of the bizarre alterations in the strict daily routine she’d followed for years. But whatever the cause of her symptoms, the diagnosis was clear.
She’d fallen in love.
AJ had heard about love, watched the ancient movies, read the classic books extolling the virtues of that emotion. She recognized its symptoms. Thinking about him constantly when they were apart. Finding his smallest gestures and habits endearing. The way a wavy lock of his hair fell over his face sometimes, so one eye peeked out from under it. The sound of his laugh, booming out at the most unexpected moments. The way his eyes caressed her face. The way her heart soared when she caught sight of him.
On Earth, love was considered an archaic sentiment, one that impeded the rational performance of one’s duties in life. Now she understood why. She found it hard to put Kaden out of her thoughts long enough to concentrate on her mission here.
Finally, she took advantage of a few stolen moments in the garden to take Dianna into her confidence. The young woman’s face darkened when AJ explained the danger of rare earths falling into the wrong hands. Keeping Kaden’s identity a secret until she was sure she could trust her completely, she told her she’d enlisted the help of one of the men who came to the Lyceum,
“You said you’d do anything to get away from here. Are there other women you trust who feel the same way? Harlots—or even Sisters?”
AJ knew that having one of the Sacred Sisters on their side would be invaluable. The Sisters had much more freedom to move about. They weren’t watched constantly. And they had access to the Lyceum’s storehouse.
Dianna nodded. “I think Sister Sophia might help us.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that. I thought of her too, but I haven’t known her as long as you have. Can we meet here again in two days’ time? By then, I’ll have a plan laid out.”
Later that day, AJ began another story for Sophia. This one the tale of Axyon 5, a planet with an atmosphere that could sustain life in a solar system only ten light years from Earth. When voyagers first reached the planet, they were stunned to discover the remnants of an advanced civilization destroyed thousands of years ago by a massive iridium blast. Sophia was as horrified as AJ hoped she’d be.
“But this cannot be true?”
“Sadly, it is.” AJ reached out to take Sophia’s hand. “So many lives lost. So much beauty destroyed. Imagine such a thing happening here on Neodyma.”
“I cannot bear to think of it.” Sophia’s eyes filled with tears. “If only someone had been able to stop the destruction.”
AJ seized her opening. “What if you discovered this planet risked the same fate? Would you have the courage to act?”
Sophia reached out, gently stroking the closed petals of a deep purple moon lily. “This garden did not exist before I came to the Lyceum. I’ve spent years tending it. I raised these plants from seeds, even the trees that tower over us now. Some of them were smuggled to me, forbidden gifts from the men I entertained. I would lay down my life to save my beloved children.”
That was all she needed to hear. AJ filled Sophia in and the woman swore she’d help in any way she could. She even came up with a twist to AJ’s plan, one that would help guarantee its success.
Kaden didn’t come to the Lyceum that night. Or the next. AJ hoped he was on scouting missions. Once again, the other men left her alone. She was free to observe the other Harlots, watching as they moved around the room, flashing seductive smiles at their eager guests. She caught one of them, the Harlot once known as Susannah, giving the miner who yanked on her peacock tail a venomous look before she composed herself and faked a fit of giggles. AJ filed the information away, planning to ask both Dianna and Sister Sophia if she might be a potential ally.
By the third day, she could barely concentrate. She missed him. Missed his smile. His touch. The scent of him. The sound of his voice. She replayed that kiss in her mind constantly. The moment when she’d surrendered her heart. He’d had her body long ago, captured it with the dark intensity of his lovemaking. But now he held her captive emotionally.
That night, she rushed to the Great Hall, late. She’d been detained by Miriam, demanding a whole list of menial chores be done for her on top of AJ’s other duties.
She stopped at the wide doorway, scanning the room. Her heart leaped when she caught sight of the back of his head, towering over the other men on the other side of the Great Hall. She moved toward him, then stopped dead. Kaden had his arms around another woman, clutching her as though he’d never let her go. AJ moved closer. She bit off a strangled cry. The woman was Dianna. Kaden bent his head to kiss her gently on the forehead, then whispered in her ear. Dianna nodded, looking up at him with a radiant smile on her face.
AJ felt a blast of white-hot anger, like nothing she’d ever experienced before. At the same time, underneath the anger, pain flooded her chest. Is this what jealousy felt like? Unexpected tears filled her eyes. So there was sadness with it as well. For the first time, she understood why the people of Earth had given up these obsolete forms of affection. If such intense pain and sorrow came along with the indescribable pleasure, the price humans paid for the experience of physical love was too great.
She backed away, unwilling to let either of them catch sight of her. She found Hester, one of the Sacred Sisters on duty that night, and begged to be released, claiming a sudden attack of nausea. Hester took one look at her, pale and shaking.
“No man wants a puking Harlot in his bed,” she declared. “Go back to your quarters.”
AJ tossed and turned all night, imagining the two of them together. She knew Kaden, knew what he loved. He’d be holding Dianna, stroking her breasts and ass, demanding that she spread herself so he could lick her pussy before plunging his cock into her. AJ didn’t have to feign sickness. The visions in her mind made her physically ill. When she woke up the next morning, she couldn’t even hold down her breakfast.
Later that day she caught sight of Dianna heading toward her in the garden. The young woman looked happier than AJ had ever seen her. When Dianna tried to pull her aside for a private talk, she ignored her and turned away. AJ felt a nasty pang of satisfaction at the look of disappointment on Dianna’s face. The young woman had no idea she’d spent last night with the man AJ had fallen in love with. She was only doing what she had to do, pleasing a guest to avoid punishment.
She doesn’t have to look so thrilled about doing it, whispered the jealous female who’d apparently taken up residence inside AJ’s head. But it’s Kaden who deserves your anger, not her. He pretended to care for you, yet it was easy for him to find a replacement for his attention when you weren’t available.
AJ tried to feign illness again, but by evening she was feeling much better physically. Apparently she looked better as well because Hester took one look at her and insisted she do her duty.
AJ headed for the Great Hall, her steps slower than usual in the high sandals. Kaden saw her the moment she walked into the room and headed straight for her, smiling.
“It’s been a few days,” he murmured, putting an arm around her waist and giving her tail a little tweak. “Have you missed me as much as I missed you, Tajina?”
“Missed you? I’ve hardly had time. When you’re not around there are plenty of other men who find me very desirable.”
Kaden’s face darkened. “I’ve made it known that you are my property. Other men dare to put their hands on you?”
AJ tossed her head back and laughed. “Hands? Rarely. But tongues and cocks…”
She never got to finish. Kaden dragged her from the Great Hall into the first private room they came to. Slamming the door and barring it shut, he faced her.
“Names. I want their names. I forgive you. You dared not
refuse. But any man who touched you will regret it.”
“You forgive me?” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. “How gracious. And am I to forgive you as well?”
He glared at her. “Forgive me? For what?”
“You said you’ve made it known that I am your property. But it seems you are free to enjoy the company of any Harlot who strikes your fancy.”
Now he simply looked confused. “What in the name of all the gods are you babbling about?”
“Babbling?” Her voice rose an octave. “Babbling? Enough! I’m through being treated like one of Tok’s inferior females.”
He took one step toward her. “You will not raise your voice to your Master.” His own voice was cold. Menacing.
AJ held her ground, furious. “Master? Don’t flatter yourself. You are alive today only because of my kindness. I could have killed you a dozen different ways while you were groaning and thrusting yourself inside me.” She turned away. “I wish I had,” she muttered under her breath.
The next instant, AJ found herself upended over Kaden’s lap, her tail sticking up and her dress bunched around her waist. When his hand made contact with her bare bottom, AJ nearly screamed. She thought she’d experienced a spanking from him. But all his prior ones paled in comparison.
He shoved the tail down between her legs and whacked her furiously.
“It’s clear I’ve been far too lenient with you. Apparently you think you can be disrespectful, yelling and shouting and uttering wild accusations that have no basis. My patience with you has worn thin. You will apologize for your behavior and then you will give me the names of every man who has enjoyed your pleasures.”
“Apologize? Never! And as for the men, it was I who enjoyed their pleasures.”
Kaden let out a roar. Harsh smacks rained down on her burning bottom as he continued his tirade. AJ didn’t struggle, didn’t resist. She welcomed the searing pain. It allowed her to forget for a moment the crushing ache in her heart.
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