“Well, that leaves the matter of trespass,” Rossingham said. “For that, I believe a fine of one thousand credits would be appropriate. Does everyone agree?”
Victoria could not help but notice that although he’d asked a question, Rossingham seemed to be daring the others to challenge him. There were nods of agreement all around.
“Well, in that case, the charges against Allik Loarn are dealt with.” Rossingham looked to his guard. “Release him from those ridiculous fetters.”
Seeing the chains being removed from Allik’s wrists and ankles sent a wave of relief through Victoria. The moment the collar was taken from his neck, she leapt into his arms.
“You beautiful, brave fool,” he whispered in her ear.
“Now, there is the matter of punishment for Miss Walton who has admitted to assault and theft.”
Allik released Victoria from his embrace and she turned back to Rossingham, ready to face whatever came her way.
Predictably, President Hall demanded she be returned to New Cambridge. “We want her back here,” Hall said. “Her crimes were committed here. As a citizen of Earth, she must be judged by the High Council.”
Victoria blanched at the thought. She had known they would request it but, still, hearing the words made her realize it could actually happen. Behind her she could hear Caroline Rossingham coughing delicately and she remembered what she had told her.
“Commander,” Victoria said, “with respect, I wish to draw your attention to the Preservation of Civil Society Act of 2317, Article 5, Subsection 181.”
“I believe you mean Article 6.” William Barron spoke up. “Which gives your husband the right to see to your correction.”
“He’s not her husband,” Waring said with contempt. “There has been no ceremony.”
That was true, Victoria had to concede, but things were different on Taar-Breck. Surely, to all intents and purposes, Allik was her husband?
“We have been living together as man and wife,” Allik said. “I have claimed her as my mate. She belongs to me.”
“Well,” Andrew Rossingham said. “There you have it. I see no alternative but to turn the lady over to the custody of her mate. Do you agree, Ambassador?”
“That would seem appropriate,” William said, turning to look at President Hall. “We wouldn’t want to be seen to interfere with the natural order of things. A man should be able to assume responsibility for his bride’s discipline.”
“She is not his bride,” Waring protested.
Victoria could see that Rossingham’s patience was wearing thin.
“If it eases your mind, Lord Waring, I will see to it that they perform the marriage rites at the earliest opportunity,” Rossingham said in an irritable tone. “This hearing is over.”
Rossingham got to his feet as the video link was abruptly cut off. “Allik, you are free to go and I leave Miss Walton’s correction to you.”
“Thank you, sir,” Allik said with obvious delight.
“Miss Walton.” Rossingham looked to her. “Welcome to Taar-Breck. I know my wife is looking forward to renewing your friendship, heaven help us all.”
He gave an exaggerated roll of the eyes and then looked past Victoria to where his wife was sitting.
“Caroline, a word,” he said sternly.
As Caroline walked past, she reached out and gave Victoria a quick pat on the shoulder. There was a spring in her step so if she was in for a spanking, it was clear she didn’t mind. Victoria watched as her friend followed her husband out of the room, then sank down onto a chair. She couldn’t help feeling a little shell-shocked at all that had happened. If things had not gone her way, she might have been sent back to New Cambridge. Worse still, she might have lost Allik. Lost in her thoughts, she almost forgot that William Barron was still in the room until he approached her.
“I want to thank you both,” he said, “for saving my brother’s child.”
“How is she?” Victoria asked.
“Noisy, messy, beautiful,” William said. “I just wish…”
He didn’t need to finish the sentence for Victoria to know that he wanted Elizabeth by his side. There was such sadness in his eyes that she couldn’t help getting to her feet and pulling him into an embrace. She heard Allik growl next to her and shot him a reproachful look. It was only a friendly hug, for goodness’ sake. William pulled back from her, gave them both a grateful nod and walked away.
“We should find someone to take us home,” Allik said.
“No need, I have a vehicle,” Victoria replied. Allik arched an eyebrow. “Taryn lent me his.”
“He loves that cruiser. How on Earth did you persuade him to let you have it?”
“It didn’t take much.” Victoria’s eyes glinted mischievously. “Just a quick blowjob.”
As Allik’s brow furrowed, she winked at him. Before she knew what was happening, she was swept up into the air and thrown over his shoulder.
“You are in for such a spanking, young lady.”
“Oh, Allik,” Victoria sighed as she settled against him, feeling content to be right where she belonged. “I do hope so.”
Epilogue
Victoria slowly, deliberately turned around, giving Allik the time to take in every inch of her new uniform. Because she was so much smaller than the average Taar-Breckian woman, she’d had to have it specially made for her and it fit perfectly. She felt so strong, powerful, and incredibly sexy. Coming to a halt, she looked at Allik, waiting for him to say something. It was kind of upsetting that he didn’t rush to tell her how great she looked.
“Well?” she asked. “What do you think?”
No reply. As the silence dragged on, she began to worry about Allik’s reaction or, more precisely, lack of one. She’d become pretty good at working out what he was thinking, but the expression on his face was unreadable. It puzzled her. Surely, he couldn’t be angry. Through all the months of her basic training, he had been supportive of her ambitions. Hell, he had been bossy and demanding and had put her through her paces, making her repeat all that she’d learned each night when she returned home to him. But, he had also encouraged her and kept her going when she thought it would all be too much for her to handle. That was why she had graduated at the top of her class. So why, now, did he not look happy?
“You don’t like it?” Victoria’s face fell. This was the first time she’d tried on her military uniform for him and she’d hoped for a better response.
“Like it?” Allik said. “I have no words… I love it.”
“Truly?” Victoria asked. It was important to her that Allik was pleased about her decision to join the interplanetary forces as a trainee medic.
“Yes. I’ve never been more proud of you than when I watched you receiving your military credentials.”
“Then is it the uniform you don’t like?”
“Oh, I like it,” Allik said. “But right now, I’d prefer to see you out of it. I’ve never fucked a first class cadet before.”
Victoria snorted. “I would hope not.”
The look she gave him was one of reprimand but she was already unfastening the buttons of her shirt. Allik leaned back in his seat and watched her as she slowly stripped out of her uniform. She peeled off the shirt and let it fall to the floor. Then she took her time lowering the zipper on her pants before shimmying seductively out of them to stand before him, completely naked. There was a raw hunger in his eyes that stoked the fires inside her. If she had ever felt shame at being naked before him, there was no trace of that now. He looked at her with such love and desire she felt like a goddess. Just being close to this man was enough to make her wet.
“Oh, Victoria,” he said in a playfully stern tone. “Did you just drop your uniform on the floor? You do realize that’s a spanking offense?”
“What?” she said in mock outrage. “You drop your uniform on the floor all the time. I’m forever picking up after you.”
“Oh, dear. Talking back to a superior officer, a captain, no
less. That’s got to add at least five to the count.”
The threat of additional spanks would have worried Victoria if she thought Allik intended a real punishment. By now, she knew the difference between chastisement and play and her mate was clearly in the mood for the latter. Besides, even if it had been a real punishment, she was too busy beaming with pride at Allik’s recent good news to worry about it. He was being given command of his own ship, a well-deserved promotion and she couldn’t be more pleased.
Allik patted his knee purposefully and Victoria bit her bottom lip. She could, she supposed, be obedient and go and drape herself over his lap, but where was the fun in that? Turning on her heel, she ran as fast as she could, toward the bedroom. Even at full pelt, she was no match for Allik’s speed and he was on her before she’d made it ten paces. Swinging her up into the air, he carried her into the bedroom and sat on the bed, pulling her down over his lap. Victoria giggled as his hand skimmed over her bottom and his fingers worked their way between her legs.
“Wet,” Allik tutted. “Naughty girl.”
“Oh, Captain, I’m sorry.” Victoria twisted around to look up at him with wide, innocent eyes. “Please, don’t spank me.”
She wriggled on Allik’s lap and smiled in satisfaction as she felt him harden beneath her. She deliberately shifted against him until he placed a hand on her back to hold her still.
“Enough of that,” he said.
Victoria squealed as his hand landed on her bottom with a sharp smacking sound. It had startled her more than it hurt. She relaxed over his knee as he fell into a steady rhythm, spanking first one butt cheek and then the other. The closeness she felt to him in that moment was almost overwhelming. She could never have dreamed that lying over his knee like this could be so intimate. She was laid bare to him. Open and vulnerable as she was, she trusted him completely.
Moaning, she squirmed a little as a gentle heat spread across her flesh. She pressed herself against his leg, trying to catch hold of the tingling sensations in her pussy.
Suddenly, Allik stopped spanking her and pulled her up so she was straddling him. “Ride me,” he commanded.
Immediately, Victoria pulled down his zipper and freed his massive erection. She jumped off his lap and quickly drew his pants down his legs, discarding them on the floor. She climbed back onto the bed and took Allik’s cock in her hand. He groaned as she pumped it a couple of times and then lowered herself down onto him. Even after all this time together, she still struggled to accommodate his girth. Slipping her fingers between her legs, she played with her clitoris, flicking her finger over the tight bud until she felt a rush of moisture and she was able to take Allik fully inside her.
Placing her hands on his chest, she began to move. She threw her head back as she pumped her hips, drawing him in deep and then pulling back. Before long, she heard a growl as Allik’s patience failed him. He grabbed her hips and flipped her, so she was lying beneath him. She smiled up at him. He could never cede control for long.
Expecting him to fuck her, she was surprised when he moved off the bed.
“Allik,” she protested.
“Patience,” he chided gently. “Close your eyes.”
Victoria immediately did as she was told. There were sounds she couldn’t quite identify and then Allik took her left arm and raised it above her head. Victoria smiled as she felt the warmth of a leather cuff being fastened around her wrist and realized that he was planning to indulge her favorite fantasy. She sighed in pleasure as he secured first one wrist and then the other to the headboard. As he moved to spread her legs apart, her pussy clenched. She wanted to squeeze her thighs together but Allik shackled her ankles to the foot of the bed, forcing her to remain wide open, her clitoris pulsing in a teasing rhythm. He lifted her hips and shoved a pillow beneath her bottom so she was positioned perfectly for penetration.
Needing him inside her, she groaned impatiently as she heard Allik opening a drawer in the nightstand. She felt the bed dip as he returned to kneel between her legs. Wriggling her hips as much as she was able, she tried to entice him into action. Hearing his wicked chuckle, she realized that there would be no hurrying him. If Allik wanted to take his time, that was exactly what he would do.
“Open your eyes,” Allik said.
Victoria did as he commanded and gasped as she saw the rigid string of purple glass beads he held before her. The first few heart-shaped beads looked small enough but they grew progressively larger. She was worried about accommodating the biggest of them.
“What’s that for?” she gulped, although she already knew the answer.
“It’s a present for your naughty little bottom,” Allik said as he gathered some of her feminine juices on his fingers and spread it around the rosy pucker of her anus. “Say thank you.”
As he pushed the beads past the tight ring of muscle, Victoria moaned in pleasure.
“Thank you,” she said breathlessly as she accepted his gift.
The smaller beads went in easily, tickling her forbidden channel and increasing her arousal to the point where she was desperate to be fucked. The larger beads met with more resistance as her muscles balked at the penetration. Allik lowered his mouth to hers to distract her from the discomfort as he pressed the beads forward. As his tongue caressed hers with loving strokes, Victoria sighed and relaxed. Once the beads were fully seated inside her, Allik moved back, propping himself up on his elbows.
“Okay?” he checked.
Victoria wriggled her hips a little and nodded. As odd as the sensation in her bottom was, it didn’t hurt. She let out a squeal of surprise as Allik suddenly thrust inside her soaking wet pussy and began to fuck her hard and fast, the way she liked it. With both holes filled, there was such a delicious feeling of fullness. Bombarded by sensation, her body convulsed and she was gripped by an intense climax that made her cry out in pleasure.
Just as the waves of intense arousal were subsiding, Allik began to drive into her with increased ferocity. She felt heat spreading to the very heart of her femininity as desire swelled in her once more. As his hand cupped her breast and squeezed sharply, Victoria lost it completely. Her head thrashed from side to side as her heart pounded. Beads of perspiration formed on her brow as her pussy clamped down repeatedly on Allik’s cock. As he suddenly pulled the anal beads out of her bottom, she came with a shriek that spoke of pain and pleasure intermingling. A second later, Allik let out a roar as he hit his own peak of ecstasy.
As he pulled out of her, his seed seeped from her body and trickled down her thighs. Allik quickly unfastened the cuffs from around her ankles and wrists and eased himself down on the bed beside her. He drew her into the crook of his arm as she laid there, a sticky, boneless, satisfied mess.
“Well, cadet, did you learn your lesson?”
“Yes, sir,” Victoria said, trying to get her breath back.
“Good, because I run a tight ship.”
“We’re not on your ship,” Victoria said, hoping that this conversation was going in the direction she thought it was.
“But you will be. You have been assigned to MV650 where you will train under the guidance of a good friend of mine, someone who is already as impressed with your talents as I am.”
Victoria sat up and looked down at Allik who had a smug grin on his face.
“Kyree?” she asked.
Allik nodded and she squealed with delight. This could not be more perfect.
“There is one catch, however. Commander Rossingham insists that if we are to share the captain’s quarters on the ship, that our union must be formalized.”
“You mean we should get married?” Victoria asked.
She suspected Caroline’s hand was in this. Her friend had got a bit carried away with organizing wedding ceremonies lately. It was a way of keeping herself occupied so she didn’t have to dwell on the fact that her sister was still missing.
“Do you want to?” Allik asked. He looked hopeful, nervous almost. “I know it’s an important step
for your people so if you’re not ready…”
Victoria leaned down and silenced him with a kiss. Silly man. Of course she was ready. They had been chosen for one another and there was nowhere else she’d rather be than by his side. If he wasn’t convinced of that by now, she would show him again and again, even if it took a lifetime.
The End
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Abby has grown accustomed to being indulged by her husband, the wealthy, powerful businessman Marcus Donovan, even to the point of being allowed to live in her own apartment for a period of time after she ran away in rebellion against the rules he put in place for her. But everything changes when one of his rivals displays an alarming level of interest in her.
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