Silver Tongued Devils

by Dawn Montgomery

  “You didn’t kill me.” She breathed the words in a soft whisper. Why would he get so angry about the collar?

  “Where did it come from?”

  “He gave it to me when I turned sixteen. It’s the only thing I have left.”

  “Left?” He clenched his jaw. “Where is your father now?”

  Grief crushed the anger out of her, sweeping it away and leaving exhaustion. Too much shit had happened in such a short time. “He was tortured and killed by the same men who kidnapped and sold me into slavery. I have to get back there.”

  A strange emotion chased its way across his face. “If he’s dead, why go back? A smart woman would run.”

  She narrowed her gaze. Captain Na’varr’s question stirred her doubts into a flutter, but she had to get back. Smart move or not, there were things left that only she could do. “There are people who need me. I won’t run and hide from my responsibility.”

  The corner of his mouth lifted in a small smile, showing a dimple in his cheek. “We’ll see about that.”

  Chapter Two

  The ship vibrated up through her feet. They were taking off.

  “Looks like you don’t need my help after all.” She hated the disappointment which welled up inside her. What am I thinking? He’s a pirate for frick’s sake and standing entirely too close for her own sanity.

  “I am required to see to my crew. You’ll remain in this room until I figure out what to do with a stowaway.”

  Raesa nodded once. She needed to get back to the maintenance hatch and the few tools she’d manage to procure in her escape.

  “Brom will stay with you.”

  Her gaze snapped to the grim hybrid. Gone was his playful banter and in its place was the dark avenger she’d heard stories about. Truth was so much stranger than fiction. She expected fear and anger, but his change actually hurt her heart a bit.

  “Captain. A word.” Brom glared at her and tilted his head toward Na’varr. The captain came to his side.

  Raesa stood demurely with her hands clasped in front of her. She wanted to appear harmless.

  Brom watched her. “Do we trust?” They’d dropped into Arnek and Raesa kept her face expressionless.

  “No. We protect her.”

  Protect?

  “Protect?” His question mirrored her thoughts. Brom curled his lip over a fang, making him look dangerous.

  A shudder of longing tore through her. A bittersweet smell surrounded her and the insistent hunger of lust made her pussy tingle with expectation.

  Brom’s gaze slid down her body and back up. “She is suffering. Injuries to her shoulder and side. They’ve also given her soalchik.”

  The word soalchik was new. It didn’t have the same harsh consonant sounds of the mercenary tongue.

  Na’varr turned to look at Raesa. “Take care of it. She’s yours, but precious.”

  Confusion warred with worry. Take care of what? Was it her wounds? She wanted to ask questions, but letting them know she understood Arnek would make things more complicated. Raesa dropped her attention to her hands where they were clenched in the skimpy material of her dress. When had that happened?

  Things weren’t working the way she’d planned.

  The captain’s body came into her view and his finger touched her chin. With the lightest pressure, he eased her head up. She met his stare with one of her own.

  “I leave you to Brom’s care. He will help you through this.”

  Help her? She straightened her spine and stepped away from his too-tempting warmth. “I can manage my own wounds. You probably need him elsewhere.”

  Na’varr tilted his head and bent closer so that his mouth was an inch from hers. “Do you think I’d leave a notorious hacker like you alone?”

  Instense pleasure at his compliment rose up inside her. It tempered her frustration. Of course it wouldn’t be that easy. “I wouldn’t call myself notorious.”

  “Your father did, often.” His gaze softened and emotion knotted in her throat. “I trust few with my life and the things I hold dear. Only Brom can be by your side.”

  Her heart fluttered shamelessly. He was entirely too smooth for her sanity. She steeled her resolve.

  In that moment, Na’varr captured her face in his hands and kissed her.

  Surprise stole her breath. His lips were warm and softer than she’d imagined. The skilled slide of his mouth on hers brought her lust to a frantic peak and she moaned.

  The first brush of his tongue against her lower lip caused her to open with a gasp. His tongue swept in. Damn, she loved a man who could kiss. He teased another moan from her before pulling away.

  He clenched her to him, burying her face against the smooth cloth of his shirt. The evidence of his arousal pressed against her stomach. His heart hammered beneath her ear while they both regained their breath.

  “Duty calls.” He held her tight for an instant and then buried his hands in her hair. She stared into his eyes and his gaze burned hot with lust.

  A lust she was more than willing to return.

  Another man’s body pressed against her back and she jerked in surprise. Brom? His arms came around her waist and captured her hands against her stomach.

  Na’varr reached up to move her hair over one shoulder exposing her neck. Brom’s hot mouth tasted her skin and she shivered.

  Na’varr caressed her cheek and she arched into his touch.

  The captain groaned. “You’re dangerous.” He kissed her again, a hard press of lips, before pulling away.

  Brom’s arms tightened around her and he scraped his teeth against her throat, sending little arcs of lust throughout her body.

  Her heart slammed in her chest. What the hell was he talking about? “Not as dangerous as you are.” The words slipped out, and Brom bit her with gentle pressure.

  She moaned and arched to give him better access to her neck. Two men touching her at once. It was as if they’d raided her deepest fantasies.

  Na’varr chuckled and sketched a bow. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” He glanced at Brom. “I’ll return as quickly as possible.” Na’varr turned and strode away, leaving them alone in the quiet room.

  Brom interlocked his fingers with hers and slid their hands up to her breast where he squeezed gently. “You are too much of a temptation for either one of us.”

  She was confused. Worried. And pissed. What the hell was going on? “He kissed me and left me with you.”

  “You stowed away. A woman like you should understand what will happen if she gets caught.”

  “What do you mean by a woman like me?”

  “A pleasure slave.”

  The hateful phrase knocked the breath out of her. She tried to jerk away from his touch but he held tight. “What are you talking about?”

  “That’s what they intended you to become. The injections are designed to make you obedient to your master.”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  He sniffed her hair. “I can smell it on you. Once you’ve experienced them, you’ll never lose the taste.”

  She wanted to fight back, but he gently plucked at her nipple.

  A shudder racked her body. She swallowed. “So am I supposed to be passed around the crew?”

  His grip tightened and a low growl rumbled from his body. “Na’varr and I will be the only ones allowed to touch you.”

  Both men? She would be shared between them? This had to be a joke. A sharp pain of lust clenched in her lower stomach and the strength in her legs gave out. Brom lowered them to the floor.

  “You must be used to women throwing themselves at you, Mr. Raine. I’m not attracted to you.” The husky shakiness of her voice was irritating.

  His laugh unsettled her.

  “What?”

  “You’re a terrible liar.”

  Was he playing with her? “I’m not lying.” He was hot as hell, definitely, but any other time she’d have kicked his ass and left him in the dust for touching her this way, much
less offering to share her with his buddy. So why was this guy different?

  “A hybrid survives by their senses, a’shara. Mine are telling me you want me.”

  “It’s the drug.”

  “You lie to yourself.” He brushed his cheek along the top of her head. “I love the way you smell.”

  Don’t say things that will make me imagine impossibilities. She needed their help to get home. Raesa clenched her eyes shut as the desire grew. Sweat formed on her body and her breaths came in soft gasps. “Why are you doing this?”

  “If I don’t, you’ll go insane. The pains are worse, aren’t they?”

  His other hand released hers and trailed up her bare thigh to the thin scrap of material which constituted her panties. He ran his fingers along her slit.

  Exquisite pleasure had her arching into his touch. A ragged groan tore from her throat.

  “That’s it.” He caressed along the surface of her soaked panties, driving her thoughts into oblivion. “Give in.”

  Brom pressed his thumb against her clit. She dug her nails into his thigh.

  He released her hand and slipped his through the top of her dress to pluck at her nipple before rolling it gently.

  Too gentle. Too slow.

  “More.”

  “Ahh, yes.” He pushed the thin cloth to the side and plunged a finger into her pussy.

  Her sex clenched in violent lust. Desperate lust slammed through her and she shuddered. She brought her hips off the ground, seeking friction. His touch wasn’t enough.

  Two of Brom’s fingers slipped in and he flicked his fingers.

  Achingly sweet pleasure released at his masterful touch. He pumped in and out of her in a slow rhythm.

  “Please.”

  Teeth bit on the slope of her shoulder.

  Brom used his tongue to soothe where his teeth had nipped. She tried to pull free and turn in his arms but he tightened his hold, going completely still. Raesa whimpered.

  His fingers slipped free of her body and she cried out at the loss.

  Brom grabbed her around the waist and rose, helping her stand as he did. Her legs trembled and she stared up at his face. “I won’t take you on the floor like a beast.”

  She blushed hot. Icy mortification dampened her lust. He thought she was too easy. Hell, she was, wasn’t she? Tears burned behind her eyes.

  Brom cursed and ran his fingers down her face. He kissed her in a thorough exploration tinged with desperate need. “I’m sorry.” He swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bed.

  A thrill of shy joy fluttered in her stomach.

  She watched his expression from beneath lowered lashes. A man this beautiful was touching her, treasuring her. Even if it was for just a moment, she would carry this in her heart for those long cold nights at the Sakura outpost. Getting back there and taking over her father’s work was the only thing left to her.

  He set her on her feet and cupped her cheeks in his hands. “A man wants to know he’s the only thing on his woman’s mind.”

  His woman?

  Brom kissed her, sipping from her lips. It made her feel precious. Her heart and lust tangled at that moment.

  Brom opened his mouth over hers, plunging his tongue in to sweep away her hesitations with devastating skill. Where Na’varr seduced, Brom ravished. She dug her nails into his hair, dragging him closer.

  “Off.” He grabbed the hem of her dress and hauled it up, dragging it over her head and tossing it carelessly on the floor.

  She was no stranger to nudity or men, but never had one so openly admired her naked body.

  He stepped back and shrugged off his shirt. Her breath caught at the raw beauty of his shoulders and chest. Gorgeous stripes covered his upper body in a fascinating pattern. Each mark was several shades darker than the rest of him. She wanted to caress each one of them with her fingers and her tongue. See if the texture was as soft as she imagined.

  “Do they bother you?”

  She recognized the cold tone in his voice as one he’d used earlier, before Captain Na’varr had told him to take care of her.

  Raesa met his direct gaze with her own. It seemed as though he waited for a rejection. She smiled and let her hands fall to the sides. “I think they’re gorgeous.”

  Walking to him took more courage than she ever imagined. She let her fingers hover over the stripes on his chest. “May I touch you?”

  The harsh expression on his face softened. “Yes.”

  With shaking hands she touched his chest. His stripes were smooth and soft against the pads of her fingers. She glanced up at his face and traced one. He groaned and she was in awe of his open reaction to her caress.

  Raesa leaned back to look up at his face. “May I kiss one?”

  He gripped her arms. Hesitation nearly shattered her courage but she stood her ground.

  “A kiss, huh?” A devilish grin spread across his face. “Yes, you may.”

  She ran her breath over the tip of a stripe and then swiped her tongue on it. The flavor and texture were unique to hybrids. She savored the taste.

  His hold tightened but he let her continue her exploration. Her mouth and tongue followed the stripe until he cursed again.

  “I wanted to go slow with you.” His voice was raw with lust.

  “Slow can wait.” She stripped out of her panties and watched him shuck his trous. The thick length of his cock drew her attention.

  Brom captured her hands before she could touch him again. “Later. Right now, I need all the sanity I can keep.”

  His grip trembled slightly. This gorgeous man was hungry for her. He gently shoved her onto the mattress. Brom crawled on the bed to her, spreading her legs with a nudge of his forearms.

  He swiped his tongue against her moist slit.

  Hot lust clenched inside her and she shuddered. The pain of her need was becoming unbearable.

  “I’ll make it better.” He guided her hips up and stroked her soaked entrance with a knuckle.

  She shivered. He was driving her to the edge of sanity.

  Brom moved up her body, drawing out pleasure with his mouth and teeth. Each nibble was followed by a soothing lick.

  Raesa ached for him.

  He reached her breasts and licked and sucked on each nipple, dragging moans from deep within her. He ran a thumb over a pebbled tip and nuzzled her throat.

  Brom rose up and met her gaze with his. She couldn’t look away from the lust staring back at her. “I like those sounds, beautiful. Make more for me.”

  His words heightened her lust and she dug her nails into his chest.

  The thick head of his cock brushed her pussy and she arched toward it. He pressed a palm against her lower stomach and stroked in just enough to make her wiggle for more. She clenched her inner muscles and he growled.

  “Stop that.” His face was flushed and sexier than she’d ever imagined possible. “Let me take you slow or I’ll hurt you.”

  She didn’t care. All she wanted was more of him. “Please, Brom.”

  Brom groaned and braced his forearms on either side of her body. “Grab hold of my arms and dig in.”

  She did as he said. The moment her grip tightened, he thrust deep. Agonizingly sweet ecstasy shot through her. This was what she needed. More.

  Raesa held on while he stroked slow and then fast, deep enough to sate her hunger for a split second. She arched into his touch, trying to tell him when words failed to come out.

  Pressure built in the base of her spine and she turned her head to bury her cries in the blanket.

  “Look at me.” The commanding growl jerked her attention to him.

  Brom was powerful and gorgeous. At that moment, she knew he was dangerous to her, heart and soul. Wild. Untamable.

  “I’m going to keep you.”

  He took her body with silent, dominating thrusts that thrilled her. His pace increased and she moaned. Damn he was killing her.

  “I love your sweet pussy, Raesa.” His words inflamed her senses.<
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  “Yes.” Waves of pleasure rose inside her, threatening to sweep her away with the tide. Every punctuating slap of their flesh plunged her deeper into the abyss.

  “Let me hear you scream, beautiful.”

  He thumbed her clit in the perfect counter pressure to send her over the edge.

  Brom rode her through one orgasm into another, pounding harder until they were gasping for breath and the pleasure coursing through her rose to an extreme she never imagined. She sobbed his name, begging for release.

  A predatory gleam filled his eyes. The hairs on her neck stood on end and a loud purring rumble came from his chest. He really was a giant cat. Fangs gleamed in the low light and she realized his intent a moment too late.

  His mouth latched onto the nape of her neck. Teeth scraped the skin and a sharp pain erupted at one spot where it went too deep. He lapped the spot with his tongue and it throbbed. He’d bit her. And she liked it. She trembled beneath him.

  The door opened and Brom growled. His attention snapped to the door. The muscles of his chest and arms bulged, and he flattened his palms on either side of her head. A part of her knew she should cover herself, but instincts kept her completely still. This was the side she’d heard about in stories. Feral mating or something. She couldn’t remember the details. Hell, it wasn’t like she ever expected to be in this situation.

  Na’varr came into her peripheral vision and she waited, as calm as possible considering she was naked and mid-fuck with a growling hybrid ready to rip something apart. Hopefully not her. She hoped and prayed Na’varr knew what to do, because she wasn’t moving an inch.

  “Brom. It’s me.” Na’varr’s voice was pitched low. His tone soothed, and she realized this was probably not the first time he’d seen Brom like this acting this way.

  Na’varr kept his eyes on Brom. “Are you okay, Raesa?”

  “Yes.” She hated the way her voice shook. “What do I need to do?”

  “Stay calm, try not to be afraid, and keep your movements to a minimum.”

  “We’ll just do that, won’t we, Brom?”

  Brom growled a response and moved forward. His cock plunged deeper into her pussy and she bit back a cry of pleasure. His body blocked her view of the captain. Raesa swallowed down her shyness at being in front of Na’varr and touched his forearms.