Dangerously Mine

by A. M. Griffin

  This bitch was crazy enough to follow through on her threat. Eva wasn’t worried that the guards would rape her. She would kill anyone who tried. It was Taio she worried about. She didn’t want to cause any more trouble between her and the guards. Eva lowered back onto the ledge, dangling her legs in the water.

  Sa’Mya sauntered forward until she was standing in front of Eva, putting a hand on her knees. She pried her legs open slightly. Sa’Mya squinted and focused on the nest of dark curls.

  “It looks normal. Is there something about it that would appeal to him more?”

  Another rhetorical question, Eva kept her mouth shut. Sa’Mya trailed her hand from Eva’s knees to her folds, parting them with two fingers.

  “What exactly are you looking for? If you haven’t noticed, I’m a female.”

  Sa’Mya ignored her. “What is this?” Sa’Mya pointed to her nub that jutted out from between her exposed folds.

  “It’s called a clit.”

  “What does it do?” Sa’Mya placed a finger on it.

  Startled, Eva jumped. “It doesn’t do anything.” She flicked Sa’Mya’s finger out of the way. “All human females have one, it enhances sexual feelings.”

  “I want a better look. Spread your legs wider.”

  “They’re wide enough,” Eva ground out. She had as much as she was taking from the bitch princess. The inspection was more extensive than Taio’s.

  Sa’Mya dug her nails into the skin of Eva’s knees. “Either you can open them or I’ll have one of the guards hold your legs open for me.”

  Eva thought about it for a second. This was embarrassing enough. Oh how I want to kill this bitch.

  “When Taio left me in your care, I highly doubt this was what he had in mind,” she said.

  Sa’Mya’s nails dug deeper into her flesh. “Take it up with Taio when he returns.”

  Oh and I will. She opened her legs.

  Sa’Mya smiled triumphantly. “A clit, you said? What an odd name.” Sa’Mya inspected the little nub. “How does it ‘enhance sexual feelings’?” The tip of Sa’Mya’s finger ran across the nub again.

  “Nerves, it’s got nerves in it,” Eva said through clenched teeth. “And it’s very sensitive.”

  Sa’Mya pointed and eyed Eva’s slit, tilting her head to the side. “Look there, such a tiny opening for such a large male. When he fucks you, does it hurt?”

  Surprised, Eva asked, “Have you ever been with a male before?”

  Sa’Mya closed her eyes. “Slave, did I give you permission to ask me questions?”

  I am going to kick this bitch’s ass.

  Opening them again, Sa’Mya slid her thumb inside Eva’s sheath.

  Eva jumped back. “You’ve gone too far. What do you think you’re doing?”

  “I want to know what makes you so special.” Sa’Mya leaned in closer and pushed her thumb deeper inside. “This is too tight. He must be huge, how does it fit in here?”

  Nope. This nut is definitely a virgin.

  “It just does.”

  Satisfied with her probing, Sa’Mya put her hands on Eva’s knees, spreading them wider. She kneeled on the submerged bath bench, her nose inches from Eva’s pussy.

  Sa’Mya leaned in closer and inhaled sharply. “Maybe he’s attracted to the smell. It is quite intoxicating.”

  Sa’Mya had spent the better part of the day using her. So she shouldn’t feel guilty about what she was about to say.

  “He likes the taste.” Nope, no guilt at all.

  “What did you say?”

  Eva cleared her throat. “I said he particularly likes the taste. He can’t get enough of licking and sucking my clit.”

  Sa’Mya peered up through squinted eyes. “You lie.”

  Eva shook her head. “No, every chance he gets, he’s got his head buried between my legs.” Eva adjusted herself better on the ledge, tilting her mound slightly upward.

  “How does it taste?”

  “He claims it’s the best delicacy he has ever tasted.” She tried her best to mimic a chef from one of those old Earth cooking shows.

  “Interesting.” Sa’Mya pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and inched closer. Sa’Mya’s hot breath lingered on her clit. She stuck out her tongue, giving the nub a quick lick. Eva caught her breath.

  “Not bad.” Two more licks followed.

  A small moan escaped Eva’s lips. There was something oh so wrong about all of this, but she didn’t care. Eva opened her knees wider, inching her butt closer to the ledge.

  Eva wanted to hold the princess’s head closer to her pussy, but she didn’t dare, afraid it might cause her to stop. Instead, Eva put her hands on her trembling thighs, holding them open, and watched. Sa’Mya explored her clit with her tongue, first darting, then licking, before finally pulling it into her mouth and sucking.

  Sighing, Eva leaned back on her elbows on the cool, tiled floor. Sa’Mya’s hands gripped her thighs hard, forcing her legs open even wider. There was no resistance from Eva. She was no Yazmine, but she would do.

  Sa’Mya’s soft tongue swiped from her slick opening to her clit, repeating each lick a little harder than the first. A deep, lustful moan followed after each swipe.

  Eva moaned in time with Sa’Mya, a slight wiggle in her hips adding to the pleasure. Her eyes rolled back with the thought of running her fingers through Sa’Mya’s hair, itching to push her in deeper.

  Slow and tentative, Sa’Mya’s tongue probed deep in her dripping sheath, exploring and massaging her walls. Eva let out a groan and threw her head back. Sa’Mya’s tongue darted in and out. Eva’s stomach quivered and her legs shook.

  Sa’Mya wrapped her arms around Eva’s thighs, holding on tight, and tongue-fucked her in slow strokes. Eva raised her head long enough to watch Sa’Mya’s golden head bob between her legs.

  Good gracious.

  Her wall gripped at Sa’Mya’s exploring tongue. Eva’s breathing increased to a feverish pitch as she reached to rub her throbbing nub.

  Eva’s wet fingers glided over her sensitive bud, rubbing in slow circular motions. Sa’Mya spread her folds farther apart, kissing, licking and probing the slick slit that she had begun to enjoy. Sa’Mya left her slickness twice to swipe a hot, wet tongue across Eva’s fingers and clit before dipping back inside.

  Eva’s stomach quivered more as she listened to the princess’s greedy moans. Eva’s pace quickened, her fingers rubbed her clit vigorously. She needed release.

  With a groan, and unable to stop herself, Eva reached down and held the princess’s head in place, bringing her hips up to buck against it. Sa’Mya didn’t try to pull away, but went in deeper and harder, moaning more as her tongue pulsated in and out as fast as she could.

  Sa’Mya pulled back momentarily, licked her lips and watched the juices drip from Eva’s cunt. A small mew of complaint crossed Eva’s lips. Sa’Mya obliged by wrapping her arms around Eva’s thighs, diving back in hard and fast.

  Eva tightened her thighs around Sa’Mya’s head and erupted, shaking to her core. There was something about having the bitch princess licking her pussy that made Eva want to come all over her.

  “Lick it all,” Eva whispered.

  Sa’Mya cupped her mouth over Eva’s slit and lapped.

  Sa’Mya finished the last drop. “Turn around.”

  Although spent, Eva did as she was instructed. She willed her tired body to roll onto her stomach.

  Sa’Mya’s hands bit into her waist, forcefully pulling her closer. Eva’s stomach slid across the floor until her ass was propped up by the ledge and her knees rested on the bath bench below. Soft hands palmed her ass as hard teeth scraped across it. Quivering, Eva pressed her face against the cool floor.

  Sa’Mya kneaded one cheek and smacked the other.

  Eva raised her head with a start. “Wha…?” The pain radiated from her ass to her pussy, causing it to contract involuntarily.

  “I bet you don’t listen to him at all.” Sa’Mya took another painful nip at
her cheek.

  Against her will, Eva’s head fell back to the floor. “Yes I do.”

  Smack. “You are such a little liar.”

  Eva inhaled sharply. Her ass was on fire. She should put up a fight, but the contractions in her pussy held her in place. Sa’Mya reached down and kissed the spot she just hit. Eva’s pussy convulsed again.

  “I have seen the disrespectful looks you give him.” Sa’Mya leaned down and swiped a long, wet tongue across her cheek. “Why do you disrespect him in front of his people?”

  Eva’s fingers gripped at the hard floor. Her nipples painfully hardened. “I don’t disrespect him.”

  Smack. Sa’Mya hit her directly on the spot she had licked. “Are you calling me a liar now?”

  Juices dripped down her inner thigh. She closed her eyes. She didn’t know if she should say yes or no. Never had she been into S&M, but her pussy was getting wetter by the second.

  “Yes.”

  Smack. Smack. The sound of Sa’Mya’s palm hitting her ass reverberated off the walls. “I am a princess. He is your king. Neither of us will tolerate your insubordination!” Smack.

  Eva moaned from both pain and pleasure. A tear slipped from her eye as she quivered and dug her fingernails across the tiles, hating the bitch princess for making her feel this way.

  Sa’Mya scraped long fingernails down the length of Eva’s ass. Then she followed the trail with her tongue, causing Eva to throw back her head. She wanted to come, needed to come.

  Sa’Mya grazed a finger over Eva’s ass. “What of this one? Do you let him fuck you here as well?”

  “No. He would rip me apart.”

  “Good. This will be just mine.” Sa’Mya’s tongue pressed against the tight opening.

  Eva yelled out as Sa’Mya’s hands gripped her ass cheeks, holding them farther apart. Sa’Mya’s tongue breached the tight opening.

  Sa’Mya’s tongue slowly filled her up. Eva relaxed against it, allowing Sa’Mya to go as deep as she wanted. Instinctively, she slowly rocked back, encouraging her to go deeper.

  She pressed her chest to the ground, her hot nipples feeling good against the cold tile. Eva groaned, the thought of the biggest bitch in the galaxy with her face buried in her ass was enough to send her over the edge.

  The familiar buildup approached fast, her knees shook uncontrollably. Reaching down, she rubbed her clit hard and fast. Sa’Mya’s fingers covered hers, rubbing in unison.

  “I’m going to come!”

  Sa’Mya moved under Eva’s pussy to lap at her dripping cunt.

  Eva shuddered as Sa’Mya drank, licked, then probed her pussy, as if she didn’t believe Eva was finished and looked for more. Eva shuddered again before falling flat.

  “Maybe I’ll keep you around after all,” Sa’Mya murmured. “But know this, the moment I tire of you, I will give you to the guards.”

  Sa’Mya climbed out of the bath and her soft footsteps walked away.

  Eva didn’t want anything more than to knock her in her face. She wouldn’t spend another minute playing personal slave or sex slave.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Eva tapped her fingernails on her teeth, sitting in the overstuffed office chair watching the console on Taio’s desk.

  “Ship, can you explain it to me again?” She squinted at the computer-generated simulation of the rotation of Sonis around the dual suns.

  “For every rotation that passes on Sonis, one and a half rotations have passed on Earth. What you would consider a standard Earth month would equal to twenty rotations on Sonis.” Ship’s reply was dry and tired—this was the fifth time he’d repeated himself.

  “Soooo… I’ve been on Sonis for about forty-two rotations.” Eva used her fingers as a guide. “It would have been sixty-three days or rotations on Earth?” she asked.

  “That is correct.” His tone still sounded bored. He’d tried to explain this to her for the past half hour or was it one Earth hour? Argh!

  After waking up this morning and vomiting all over the place, stress was the first thought that crossed her mind. Then she thought it had something to do with the food she had eaten the night before. It could have been anything but this.

  I’m pregnant.

  Her last period had been about a month before even coming to Sonis. Before that, it had been sporadic at best. She knew that because of high amounts of stress, it wasn’t uncommon not to get a period for months at a time. But there was no mistaking it. She was pregnant by Taio.

  She’d noticed that her stomach was getting a slight bulge to it and had tried to work it down. There was no way she was going to have a potbelly with all these females walking around, vying for her man’s attention. Screw that.

  So every day she killed herself doing crunches, to no avail. Now the morning sickness had kicked in. How far along was she? She couldn’t even be sure. Maybe somewhere between one and a half to two months?

  What is a typical gestation for these people?

  Oh my God! How huge is this baby going to be?

  Taio.

  How would he even react? Maybe he would react well to the news? Maybe he would keep her and the baby here in the palace with him? Would he still find another mate? Would he be able to bond with her after finding out about the pregnancy? Could he even acknowledge the baby?

  She was officially freaking out.

  “There is no need to worry, Eva,” Ship said. “Taio will be more than pleased about the pregnancy.”

  “Are you sure?” Her voice quivered.

  “I am positive. He has long since given up the idea of a traditional birth. He will be pleased.”

  She rubbed her belly. My baby will be loved. “What about me?” Even if Taio claimed the baby, what would become of her?

  “You now carry the one thing he has dreamed about. An offspring. A means and way to populate Sonis.”

  Her anxiety melted away. Taio talked about it nonstop. He needed to make Sonis a thriving world. What better way than an heir?

  “Shall I connect him to you?”

  Although it wouldn’t take more than a few minutes for Ship to establish a link between her communication console and Taio’s on the Saia II, she decided against it. She wanted to tell him, but she would wait until he came back from Holis. This was definitely face-to-face news.

  “No, I’ll tell him tonight.” She smiled. She was going to be a “baby mama”.

  She definitely had a lot on her mind. She was at the only place that would make her feel better, the training field. Eva sat on the sandy ground near the field, polishing her jango. It really didn’t need polishing, the weapon already shone so bright that colored speckled lights danced off it. It was just something to do as she watched the guards train and enjoyed the suns high in the sky. Luckily for her, she didn’t have to wear the sun-resistant blanket anymore, her skin having growing accustomed to the harsh heat as the days passed.

  The suns were bright, that was for sure. But the wind blowing off the Singha Ocean, the only ocean on Sonis, was a welcome relief. She hadn’t been there yet, but Taio promised to take her one day. Maybe he would take her before the baby was born?

  Multiple footsteps came up behind her. Turning around, she watched as Princess Sa’Mya sauntered up to her with her personal guard and assistant in tow.

  “I am surprised to see you sitting away from all of the barbaric activities known as training.”

  Could she never get away from this chick? She’d spent the entire morning at the princess’s beck and call. Her only reprieve was when she finally introduced Sa’Mya to Yazmine. Only then was she finally able to escape for a private moment with Ship. She came to the training field to work her twisted muscles. With Taio set to come back soon, her nerves were shot.

  “It looks as though I won’t need to travel far for a good fight, one is coming right at me,” Eva snarled.

  Sa’Mya’s guard placed a hand on the blaster hanging on the side of his hip. The princess put a hand on his, stopping him.

  Eva
chuckled. Sa’Mya’s assistant placed a blanket on the ground next to Eva, which Sa’Mya slowly lowered herself onto.

  “Well, this is somewhat…cozy.” Sa’Mya looked around, as if it were beneath her to sit on the ground.

  “No one made you come out here and certainly no one asked you to sit down.”

  “I am aware that you do not like me, Eva.”

  Eva cut her eyes at Sa’Mya. Whatever would have given the princess that crazy idea?

  “I think it would be best for us to get along or try to under the circumstances,” Sa’Mya said.

  I don’t like the sound of that. “What circumstances?”

  “Master and servant, of course.”

  Eva inhaled a deep breath, trying to remain calm. “I am no one’s servant. And you are no one’s master.”

  “It seems you have forgotten already. Taio left a directive that you are to serve me in his absence. When we bond, I expect the arrangement will be much the same.”

  “I’m pretty sure it was a mistake, one he’ll straighten out when he returns.” Her hands gripped her jango tightly.

  Sa’Mya chuckled. “What do you think your role will be here once he and I bond?”

  “I already told you. He won’t bond with you.” She looked the princess up and down. “You’re not his type.”

  “My type, his type.” She flicked out her hand dismissively. “That hardly matters. What matters is what I can do for this little moon and what he can do for me.”

  Eva looked away from her. Taio had told her countless times, the arrangement would be in name only. Please, anyone but the bitch princess, she prayed.

  “Things have changed,” Eva said. I’m going to have his baby.

  “Whatever makes you feel better, human. I am rather looking forward to our business arrangement with,” she looked Eva up and down, “perks.”

  Eva stood up. “Forget it, bitch. I’m speaking to Taio as soon as he gets back. If you need company, go find Yazmine, she’ll be more than happy to take care of you.”

  “Think about it, Eva. Taraj Hazouto has gone back home and I am the only one left. It is inevitable that he and I will bond.”

  “He told me he wanted to search some more before making a decision. Why settle for you? He’s in no rush, especially since he has me in his bed.”