“No, little human. You will be with me.” His voice was hard. She considered arguing for a brief second but although his anger had faded, she could still see the tension in his body. And despite her confused feelings, the memory of the previous night tugged at her; she wanted to be with him.
She nodded and his body relaxed almost imperceptibly.
The beds complete, she used the remaining moss to make cushions next to the fire pit while Jakkar gathered wood. Melia had been dozing but she stood up as they finished. She moved slowly but surely to the back wall and disappeared into the latrine cave. Anna took a moment to stretch luxuriously, relishing the pull on her tired muscles. She opened her eyes to see Jakkar eying her body with a hunger so intense it took her breath away. She froze, eyes locked on his.
“There is a bathing place,” he growled, and then stopped as Melia reappeared. Shaking his head, he stopped speaking and turned away. Melia cast an amused look at the two of them but didn’t comment.
“Unless you want a mess in our living quarters, you need to give them a turn.” Melia gestured from the side cave where the Ithyians were chained, to the latrine.
Anna held her breath but Jakkar merely glared and nodded. He escorted Smerg first, the Ithyian silent but examining the larger cave with malevolent eyes. Teron was next and as Jakkar returned with him, Melia held up a hand.
“Leave him here.” Jakkar started to protest but she ignored him and continued. “You can chain him if you want but chain him by the entrance. I heard you mention bathing. He can protect the cave while you…bathe.”
The faint pause before the last word made Anna blush and Jakkar grow abruptly silent. He looked at the other man who was standing quietly.
“Will you protect her?”
“With my life.” The words were unexpectedly firm and all three of them looked at the Ithyian who darkened under their gaze but didn’t look away.
Jakkar sighed but nodded and chained the man to the outcropping nearest the entrance. He also handed Melia a weapon, overruling her protests. Anna slipped into the supply cave and pulled out two each of the white cloths and the cleansing cloths. Her body quivered with excitement and her pussy dampened. She led the way out of the cave, carefully avoiding Melia’s eyes and thoroughly conscious of Jakkar’s massive presence behind her.
The sun was low in the sky but it was still light and the air was warm. Jakkar led her along the cliff and around a spur of rock. Ahead of them, the waterfall tumbled into a small pond before flowing further down into the lake. Large, smooth rocks surrounded the base of the falls, many of them holding shallow pools. She headed for the waterfall but Jakkar stopped her and pulled her over to one of the smaller pools.
“Try it.”
She dipped her fingers into the water and gasped in delight at the warmth.
“Hot springs?” she squealed.
He smiled at her pleasure and started to unfasten his pants. Her mouth dried and she couldn’t look away as he pushed off his boots and slid the pants down the muscled length of his legs. She caught her breath at the sheer perfection of his enormous body, every inch taut with muscle. As he straightened, he paused and looked at her, completely comfortable with his nudity and her avid gaze. He looked so large and strong standing there that her stomach started doing funny little flips somewhere between fear and desire.
Her gaze dropped to his rapidly hardening cock and she could feel the sensitive knot of nerves between her thighs start to throb. The sunlight revealed every detail of the length and thickness of his erection and her stomach flipped again. Her tongue flicked out to relieve her dry lips and his cock jerked toward her in response. Overwhelmed, she tore her eyes off of him and studied the waterfall. She heard a quiet splash and turned back to find him sitting in the pool, watching her with golden eyes. Her skin was hot and the tips of her breasts were so hard they hurt.
“Your turn,” he growled. Her hands were shaking as she slowly unfastened her jumpsuit and slipped it down her body, never looking away from him. His gaze devoured her naked body. Suddenly shy, she hurried to the small pool and slipped into the other side but he immediately grabbed her and pulled her against his body. He was sitting on a ledge at one end of the pool and he cradled her in his lap, her back to his broad chest, and one solid arm a warm weight across her stomach and clasping her arms against her sides. Hot water swirled around their bodies, soothing tired muscles, and she relaxed into his embrace as he nibbled along the tender curve of her neck. The heat of his mouth sent spikes of pleasure through her system and she tried to turn into his arms, wanting his kiss, but he held her easily in place.
With his free hand, he reached for the cleansing cloth and began to run it slowly over her breasts, stroking it along the sensitive undersides and circling her nipples but never touching the throbbing tips. She moaned, trying to twist into the teasing caress of his hand, wanting more. His cock was a hot solid bar beneath her but he merely gave her that low rumbling laugh that vibrated through her as he continued the teasing strokes. Finally, he brushed the cloth across her nipples. The touch was so light it was barely there but the sensation flooded through her and she shuddered.
“Do you remember how you teased me, little human?” His voice was a low purr in her ear, sending ripples of excitement up her spine. “Now it’s my turn.”
Another faint, oh so faint, brush of the cloth across her nipples sent her thoughts spinning. She was aching with desire and she wiggled her ass against him, trying to slide the hard length of his cock between her legs. His breath caught but he kept up the slow torture as she pressed her breasts harder and harder into his big hand. His fingers suddenly clamped down hard on her right nipple and the spike of pleasure pain went straight to her clit. Before she could process the sensation, he had already moved away, returning to the slow torturous circles and the light flickering touches.
Another hard clamp on her left nipple and she was so close to coming she was whimpering. His hand left her breasts and traveled slowly down between her legs. Even beneath the water she was slippery with desire and his thick fingers slid easily between her swollen labia. Once again he started the slow circling movement, only occasionally flicking a teasing finger across her throbbing clit. She panted for air, writhing against him, and so swollen that every brush of his fingers sent lightning shimmering behind her eyes. Finally, he bit down on the curve between her neck and her shoulder and clamped his fingers on her clit with the same pressure. The dual sensation sent her soaring and she convulsed in his arms, sobbing out her climax.
Fierce satisfaction roared through Jakkar as his little human sobbed and trembled in his arms. The anger that had ridden him since their earlier argument subsided and his hands were gentle as he turned her sideways and cradled her against his chest. Wet lashes lifted and she looked up at him, mouth swollen and quivering. He bent down and kissed her, letting his tongue tease the soft crevice before sucking on her full lower lip. Her small tongue licked out and wrapped around his and her sweet taste made his stiff cock jerk against the luscious curves of her ass.
He pulled her up to face him, settling her knees on either side of his hips. In this position, her breasts were right in front of him and he admired their creamy whiteness. The tips were dark red, distended, and too tempting to ignore. He brought her to his mouth, enjoying her soft gasp as he licked the still tender bud. He was trying to go slowly but at the first touch of his mouth, she clasped his shoulders and thrust against him. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he took her deep into his mouth, pulling hard on her nipple.
One hand slid behind her back to hold her close and the other tugged at her free nipple, matching his mouth. Lifted higher out of the water, her edible scent was more obvious, driving him mad with desire. His teeth scraped her taut bud and her fingernails dug into his shoulders, but she pushed closer. Releasing her breasts, he moved both hands to her hips and poised her at the tip of his cock. Her eyes flew open. Then she caught her lower lip between small white teeth and began
to push down. They both groaned at the same time as her narrow opening gripped the broad head of his cock. Goddess, she was like hot wet silk around him, so tight he could barely move.
Despite the previous night, her body resisted her efforts to sink lower. Gripping her hips, he helped her slowly sheath his entire throbbing length in her molten channel. He didn’t think it was possible to get any harder, but as he filled her completely, he reached a place inside her that made her eyes fly to his in a look of shocked pleasure that turned him to stone. Slowly she began to lift off and he let her control the movement, enjoying the silken glide of her hot pussy caressing his flesh. She paused at the top of the stroke before sliding back down with the same agonizing slowness. It was all he could take and he roared and grabbed her hips, pumping her up and down in a frenzied rhythm that had them both panting. Her nails dug into his shoulders and she cried out in soft little moans that only spurred him on.
The tension was building at the base of his spine and he kept thrusting harder and harder into the depths of her willing body. He changed his angle just enough to increase the pressure on her clit and then she was crying his name, her muscles spasming around him and sending him over the edge. His semen spilled into her with a force that left him dizzy and breathless, pulsing over and over in a seemingly endless stream.
He held her close as his heartbeat slowed, enjoying the quivers still running through her small body as she snuggled against him. A fierce protectiveness washed over him as he cradled her in his arms, along with an equally strong wave of possessiveness; the little human belonged to him and he was never going to let her go.
Chapter Eleven
Anna was half asleep by the time Jakkar lifted her gently off his cock. Even without an erection, he was still huge and she winced a little as she slipped free.
“Are you all right?” he asked softly.
She blushed and nodded, before turning away to reach for the cleansing cloth. Immediately, he removed it from her grasp and pulled her back into his lap. This time he didn’t tease but merely washed her tenderly. His touch was soothing, and only slightly erotic, and she relaxed against him, enjoying the warm water and the strength in his hands. He finished by leaning her back over his arm and washing her hair. She opened sleepy eyes when he kept running his fingers through the damp tendrils.
“So different,” he murmured.
“Too different?” she responded, suddenly anxious.
“No. I am merely fascinated by this hair…and this hair.” She gasped at he dropped his hand and ran his fingers through the soft curls between her legs and he smiled, tugging lightly before sitting her upright once more. “Do you find me too different?” He didn’t look at her as he asked, and she studied his profile in silence for a minute, surprised to realize that she hadn’t thought of him as alien since the first time he had kissed her. She ran her fingers over the smooth warmth of his head before sliding her hand down to curve fleetingly over the equally smooth warmth of his balls.
“Not at all,” she grinned.
“Come,” he said, lifting her easily out of the pool. “Before we need to spend more time appreciating our differences.”
He turned to get dressed and Anna didn’t look away, admiring the muscled strength of his legs and his firm ass as he bent to retrieve his pants and boots. When he turned back, she let her gaze drift down his body from massive shoulders to tapered hips. Without hair, there was nothing to distract from the sweep of textured bronze skin from broad chest to ridged abdomen to that amazing cock. Even flaccid, it was a long, heavy length, slightly darker bronze than the rest of his skin as it nestled against his smooth, heavy balls. Under her interested scrutiny, it started to stir and she stepped back quickly.
“Little human, you will be the death of me. Get dressed.”
Suddenly embarrassed, she turned her back and pulled on a clean jumpsuit. But she wasn’t too embarrassed to bend all the way over to step into the suit, letting him see the curve of her ass, or to shimmer it up her body with a seductive little wiggle. She felt alive and sensual in a way she had never felt before. Knowing he was watching she wiggled a little more and then jumped as he smacked a hard hand across one ripe buttock.
“Remember how I answer teasing?” His words were half threat, half promise and she swayed toward him.
“The lesson will have to wait.” He cast a look at the deepening shadows creeping across the rocks and gathered up their belongings. “We can wash these tomorrow.”
The sun was sinking as they made their way back to the cave, sending crimson bands of color across the darkening green of the horizon. Anna paused, arrested by the beauty of the streaks of light and the sun hanging on the edge of the world. Jakkar stopped when she did and pulled her back against his hard chest, warm arms holding her close, and together they watched as the sun disappeared.
Melia had used the wood Jakkar gathered and started a fire in the fire pit. She looked up as they entered and pointed an accusing finger at a dark lump in one corner.
“Your linae has returned, and he brought that.”
Rantor butted against Anna’s leg and she petted him absently as she watched Jakkar retrieve the object. It turned out to be some kind of dead animal and she stepped back in disgust as Jakkar carried it out of the cave.
Teron was sitting quietly by the entrance and as she looked in his direction, he grinned at her. His smile was disturbingly reminiscent of his leering looks on the ship and she shivered and turned away. When she slanted a quick look back under her eyelashes, he looked surprisingly sad, and guilt immediately swept through her.
She crossed over to the fire and knelt down next to Melia.
“Did he give you any trouble?” she whispered.
“No. He just watches me.”
“Isn’t that creepy?”
Melia’s thoughtful gaze traveled to the Ithyian. “Perhaps.”
“I know he didn’t hurt us, but he’s a slave trader. He can’t be a good man.” Anna wasn’t sure who she was trying to convince. “And Jakkar doesn’t like him.”
“Sardorans never like Ithyians. And Jakkar will like him even less if you keep defending him.” Melia laughed. “Are the men on your world so different?”
Anna smiled. “Maybe not.”
“No one really likes Ithyians,” Melia continued and looked a little guilty.
“Because they’re slave traders.”
“Not really. Yes, they are traders and they frequently traffic in slaves.” She flipped a wrist. “The dislike is more because they have a reputation for being untrustworthy. I know it sounds prejudiced but they don’t even trust each other—that’s why their ships are small and their crews so limited.”
Melia hesitated and then continued somewhat reluctantly. “Slavery is quite common in the Empire. Most races, including Sardorans, take and use slaves.”
Anna stared at her in horror. “And the Gliesh?”
“Not exactly—but those who are bound to our house are tied almost as tightly.”
Anna shook her head in disbelief. Somehow she had expected a civilization advanced enough for space travel would have abolished slavery. Assuming she ever got off this planet, would that be her fate? Her life on Earth suddenly seemed like a distant dream and a longing for home went through her so strongly that her knees actually weakened. She clenched her fists and forced herself to take slow deep breaths until the panic attack passed.
Pushing aside thoughts of fate and slavery and home, she made cafir and, somewhat reluctantly, gave Teron a mug. He took it without looking at her which made her feel even worse. A noise sounded at the entrance and she stepped quickly away from the man, remembering Melia’s words and not wanting to provoke a fight.
Jakkar entered, carrying chunks of flesh threaded on long spits, and she realized that he had been butchering Rantor’s kill. The sight of the raw meat made her feel sick but she concealed her revulsion and went to help Melia cook.
Dinner wasn’t bad. The meat was tangy and a little
stringy but it was hot and filling. More of the bread squares served as plates and Anna wondered idly what they would do when they ran out, but she was too tired to worry about it. After a brooding silence, Jakkar delivered skewers to Teron and to Smerg, still chained in the side alcove. He hesitated when he came back out into the main cavern and looked down at Teron.
“You may go back with him or sleep here.” His voice was impatient but he waited for the man to answer.
“I would prefer to stay here.”
“Very well.” Jakkar strode away, returning with five of the large cloths which he handed out, even throwing one to Smerg. He helped Melia to her feet and showed her the bed he had made. She thanked him but then looked back at Teron. Swearing, Jakkar hauled several of the stacks of moss over to the chained man and threw them down. Without another word, he grabbed Anna by the wrist and hauled her off into the alcove with the larger bed. He was still brooding as she sank down on the moss.
“Take off your clothes,” he growled. Only a small amount of light reached their shelter from the main cavern but she could see the grimness on his face. Swallowing nervously, she slipped out of her jumpsuit and lay down. He followed her almost immediately, covering them both with the white blanket as he slipped in behind her. Somewhat to her surprise, he merely cradled her close against his side, sliding one arm under her cheek and curving his body protectively around her much smaller frame.
“Good night, Anna,” he whispered, and dropped a kiss on the top of her head. His naked body was warm and strong and, despite the erection pressing against her bottom, she felt safe. His comforting scent drifted across her and she fell asleep immediately.
Sometime during the night she awoke to find his mouth at her breast, sucking on her in deep, slow pulls that echoed and throbbed between her legs. She was still half asleep, relaxed and warm, and she melted into his touch. His fingers caressed her damp curls and she was so wet she could feel the moisture trickling down her thighs. Never raising his mouth from her body he licked his way up to her mouth. He teased her lips with his tongue and then took her mouth in long drugging kisses as he rolled on top of her and slid into her wet pussy in one long slow stroke. She gasped, still overwhelmed by his size, but he never paused, pulling out and then pushing back with the same long slow strokes until she was quivering beneath him. Her legs clenched around his waist, and he just kept rocking his body into the cradle of her hips until he rocked them both over the edge into an equally long slow climax as she muffled her cries against his shoulder and he whispered her name.
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