Solae rolled her eyes, but didn’t deny him the smile already forming. “Like I would ever admit such a thing. Your ego’s big enough as it is, without any contribution from me.” She eased herself out of his arms and sat up looking around. “Where’s the nutrition replicator? I’m starving.”
“I don’t doubt it,” he said with a leer. “You just expended a huge amount of energy.” He got up and strode across the room. With the press of a button, a small door slid open to reveal the replicator. “What do you want?”
“Hmm. I want a thick rib-eye steak and a large salad with blue cheese dressing. Oh, and a nice glass of cabernet.”
He gave her a smile. “A fan of Earth cuisine, I see. As am I. I’ll have the same, but I think I’ll have a baked potato with the works.” He programmed in the menu and pushed start. “How did you learn about Earth foods?”
Solae raised an eyebrow. “Daughter of an intergalactic ambassador? I lived on Earth for ten years after…” She hesitated, clearing her throat. “I lived on Earth for ten years.”
“After Fyn Du-ket.”
“Yes. After that murdering bastard.”
Chapter Two
Raav enjoyed watching Solae devour her meal. She ate with gusto, enjoying each bite. Her manners were impeccable. They’d have to be, considering the number of State dinners she’d probably attended in her lifetime. He tried to imagine her in the role of dutiful, political daughter, but found it impossible. Of course, that was probably because she was sitting at his table, completely naked, and apparently comfortable doing so.
She was docile at the moment, a side of her he’d never seen before, so he decided to push his luck. “Join me for a shower?” He pushed his plate away.
Her body visibly stiffened. “Is that an order or a request?”
He smothered a sigh. He should have known she’d get testy again once she’d recharged. “Which would you prefer? You may join me voluntarily, or I can demand it. You agreed to the terms for the night. Your choice, aschema.”
Her beautiful mouth thinned into a hard line. “You really are a snake, you know.”
Raav shrugged. “I see you’ve made your choice. Stand up and follow me to the shower.”
She smiled serenely and followed him. “As you wish.”
Raav punched a code into the wall panel and a large, clear polymer tube descended from the ceiling in the corner of the room. A circular section of the hard surfaced floor retracted to reveal a tiled area with a drain in the center. He punched in a few more numbers and a gentle shower of water flowed from the ceiling. “After you.”
Solae stepped into the shower and tipped her head back, letting the water sluice off her jet-black hair. She was an intriguing woman, Raav thought as he joined her. Hard as diamonds one moment, and astoundingly passionate the next. Her hatred of Fyn Du-ket had hardened her, and Raav wasn’t sure anything could change her personality. He handed her a packet of hair and body liquid. “Wash me,” he demanded. Her eyes dilated. Oh yeah, the idea of having free range to touch him definitely tuned her on. Why then, did her mouth harden into a thin line?
Her fingers were strong and purposeful as she washed his hair, massaging his scalp, then working the lather through. His cock twitched to life as her hands smoothed the slippery liquid over his back and buttocks and he heard her knees crackle as she knelt to wash his legs. He could barely restrain a groan when her hand slid between the cheeks of his ass to massage his balls. He turned, looking down at her as she took his erect cock into her hands, washing it with a tight up and down motion. “Rinse it and suck it.”
Her eyes met his, and she licked her lips before her generous mouth closed over his dick, sucking him deep inside. The feel of her hot mouth enveloping his cock made him want to promise her heaven and earth if only she would stay with him forever. Hands in her hair, he closed his eyes as her tongue, curled around his width. The smooth, jeweled orb in her mouth was an added stimulation he discovered he liked very much, like a strong, stroking finger as her mouth devoured him. Gods, but the woman knew how to suck cock!
He worked his hips gently, not pressing too hard, and she wrapped her hand around his root, a possessive growl emanating from her throat. She liked what she was doing and she intended to make him come. Her other hand moved to caress his scrotum, and Raav inhaled sharply as his balls tightened, the moment of release close at hand. “Ah, yeah, that’s good. You’re going to make me come, aschema.”
At the last moment, she grabbed his ass and pulled him to her, taking him fully into her as he came, her throat working to swallow every gushing drop. His body arched like a bow.
“Fuck, oh, fuck yeah!”
Raav leaned down and slid his arms beneath Solae’s, lifting her to her feet. “Now, I get to wash you, aschema.” He washed and rinsed her hair, then applied the liquid soap in much the same manner, starting at her exposed neck, then slipping his hands around to wash and massage her breasts until the nipples peaked and she arched against his hands.
She had a spectacular ass, finely toned from hours of combat training. His soap-slicked hand slid between her cheeks, and she moaned as he worked his middle finger into her anus.
“Mmm, you like that, do you? I might have just the perfect little toy for us to play with later.” He eased his finger from her, squirted more soap in his hand, and moved down to wash her legs and feet. “Now for that sweet pussy.”
Raav soaped the small, trim triangle of hair before allowing his probing fingers to explore at his leisure. He opened her, washing each delicate fold. He rinsed her, then dipped his finger in her pussy to collect the cream gathering there. His finger touched her clit, and she shuddered.
“That’s enough. Step out and let me dry you.” She looked like she might protest, but instead she smiled and obeyed. He wrapped a towel around his waist then set about drying her, roughing up her nipples with the nubby cotton towel. “Go stand in front of the large chair.”
Raav could see the effort it took for her to obey him. He smiled to himself. I hope she lets me live in the morning, after I’m done with her tonight. It took everything he had not to run to the small night table by the bed to retrieve just the right toy for his lovely Solae. He didn’t know if she’d ever tried anal play, if not, she would learn tonight.
“Sit down and drape your legs over the arms of the chair, aschema. You’re in for a treat.” He held up a small, battery operated, anal plug and a container of lubricant.
She frowned. “Suppose I don’t want that particular treat?”
Raav knelt in front of the chair. “Anything and everything I want to do to you, remember?”
“Bastard,” she hissed, but she raised her legs and draped them over the arms of the chair.
Her nostrils flared with the first touch of his fingers. “What a pretty pussy, aschema.” He opened her lips, tracing each line with a feather light touch. The flesh was soft and pink, begging to be savored. “I’ll bet it tastes as good as it looks, too.” He smothered a chuckle and leaned in to tease her with the tip of his tongue. “Mmm, I was right.” He slid his hands under her ass and pulled her to the edge of the chair.
“Oh.” It came on a sigh as he settled his mouth over her weeping cunt. “Oh, yes.”
Raav dipped his tongue into her, lapping at the free flowing juices, nibbling at her smoothly waxed labia, and reveling in the ecstatic noises she didn’t try to hide from him.
She tasted fresh, like a shell pulled from the Salt Sea on his home planet. Slick from her juices, his lips glided to her clit, giving it a hard, tight suck. Her pussy thrust against his mouth as she writhed, her cries becoming louder, more demanding. Raav lashed the hard bud and felt her stiffen. He watched as the orgasm broke over her, her body trembling with release as she cried out.
Raav held her legs apart, giving no quarter, as his tongue darted against her puckered anus, nipping and teasing the sensitive flesh. Her breath hitched each time he touched her there, and he knew she was ready. He opened the lubricant and appli
ed it to the anal plug.
“Solae,” he whispered. “Open your eyes and watch.” Her eyes widened when she realized what he was about to do. “It’s all right, aschema, it’s very small. Not much bigger than my finger, and you liked that, right?”
“Oh, yeah.”
Her body tensed and he could tell she was fearful, but she watched as he placed the tip of the device at her tiny opening and pushed it past the tight ring. She moaned as he eased it back, then pushed it deeper still. “Feel good?”
“Stars, yes!”
“More?”
“Yes, more.”
With one last push, Raav seated the plug. “Now, I’m going to eat your pussy, Solae. I’m going to eat you out while this plug is buried in your sweet ass. Then I’m going to fuck you.” He sucked her clit between his lips, then tapped the switch on the plug and set it to vibrate.
Solae bucked beneath his mouth, as his tongue, teeth, and lips once more laid siege to her pussy. Oh, the noises she made, and he’d thought her cold as ice. He lapped at her clit and she came again, screaming, “Raav!” He thrust a finger into her scorching pussy, and she came up off the chair. “Oh, gods!”
Raav’s cock ached and throbbed. He had to have her, now. Scooping her up from the chair, he carried her to the bed, arranging her in the center with her sweet bottom in the air. “Open your legs, Solae. My cock’s so hard for your pussy; I can’t wait a minute longer.” She opened for him and he eased the head into her opening.
“Do it,” she demanded. “Oh, gods, Raav, fuck me!”
He pressed deeper, groaning as her pussy clasped him even tighter as the plug pressed against his cock. The pressure was so intense there was no way he could hold back much longer. He pulled back, intending to ease into her more gently, but his finger brushed the plug, and she screamed, thrusting back against him, hard, until she had him buried to the hilt.
“Shit, I didn’t hurt you did I?”
“No!” she gasped. “It’s…it’s one of those hurts so good kind of things.”
“Good, now we’ll take it nice and slow.”
Raav withdrew, then thrust into her with a long, slow stroke, groaning. The feel of her hot, slick pussy made his cock ache like an untried youth’s. Out again, then slowly in to the hilt. Out, and in, each thrust slow and easy, making his balls ache with need, until she began to move with him. “That’s right, Solae, give it to me. Fuck yourself on my cock. As hard as you want, aschema, you set the pace.”
“Oh, gods, Raav. It’s…hard…I need to come!”
He didn’t need to hear more. She wanted hard and fast. Grasping her hips to hold her steady, his cock plowed into her. He reached out with his thumb and tapped the plug, sending her over the edge. “Aaahhh!” she screamed, and froze as he slammed into her one last time, his orgasm coming quickly on the heels of hers. He held her tightly against him as her pussy continued to contract, and his seed pumped deep inside her. Before she collapsed in a damp heap, Raav pulled the plug from her quivering ass and tossed it on the floor. As she stretched out, he eased her into the curve of his body, spooning himself around her. “Sleep, Solae.”
He woke her twice more during the night, fucking her slowly, sweetly, and completely, driving her to the edge of madness. He lay in the darkness, watching her sleep, and tried to think of a way to keep her with him longer, but those thoughts were sheer folly. He might tame her sexually, but no man would ever own Solae O’bora.
Chapter Three
Solae woke with a start and looked around. What the fuck? Then she remembered. She’d spent the night as Asirian’s love slave. And what a night it had been! He’d taken her places she’d never known existed, fucked her in ways she’d only heard stories about.
She studied his sleeping form. The harsh planes of his face were relaxed, giving him a look of deceptive innocence. He was no innocent boy, for sure. He was all man, the man who had controlled her every movement, and every reaction like the skilled lover he bragged of being. An overwhelming wave of tenderness washed over her.
He’d been a demanding lover. Rough at times, then handling her with a tenderness that made her ache for something she’d never known. Jesus, he was dangerous. She’d worked too long and hard to cultivate her cool, untouchable demeanor. Too much time with Asirian could easily cause that façade to crumble. It was her only defense, the only thing that kept her from descending into a darkness so complete there would never be a way out.
Solae eased herself from beneath the possessive arm draped across her middle and scooted to the edge of the bed. She spied the anal plug on the floor and scowled. No wonder she was sore this morning. Visions of watching Raav slide the plug into her virgin ass swam through her still sleepy mind, and her cheeks heated. He’d used the damn thing on her, fucked her while it lay deeply buried in her ass, and wrung cries of ecstasy from her that still rang in her ears. Bastard. She hadn’t wanted to enjoy his sexual prowess quite so much. Didn’t want to like him.
“What’s your hurry, aschema?” Raav’s voice purred at her back. He moved closer, pressing kisses at the small of her back.
She all but leapt to her feet. Gods, she had to get out of here, now! “Hands off, Asirian. Our bargain called for one night. You’ve had your night, now find me some clothes. I have a bounty to collect.”
He sighed and rolled off the bed to gather the remnants of her garment. “Very well, Solae.”
She couldn’t help but notice the tautness of his ass as he sauntered to the replicator and programmed in the particulars of her jumpsuit. No getting around the fact he possessed all the qualities most women looked for in a man. His muscles rippled with each predatory motion. His golden brown hair felt like satin to the touch, and those fathomless hazel eyes could pin a woman to the spot with one curious glance.
She’d fought her attraction to him over the years, and was honest enough to admit, at least to herself, she’d like nothing better at this very moment than to have him sink his magnificent cock into her and fuck her till she screamed. Just as he had last night.
Solae squared her shoulders. No time for that. Besides, Raav’s dominating personality clashed with her own. It would be a constant battle for superiority if they mated.
“Here.” He turned, holding out the garment for her inspection. A smug smile twisted his lips as her eyes moved to his jutting cock. “Sure you wouldn’t like another ride before you leave, aschema?”
Solae snorted and grabbed her clothes, avoiding his eyes. “You overestimate your charms, Asirian.” She stepped into the full jumpsuit and zipped it closed. She was very aware of him watching her as she pulled on her calf-high boots.
“Oh, I don’t think so, Solae,” he said softly. He stalked across the room, backing her against the wall. He nuzzled her cheek. “How many times did you beg me to finish you last night, aschema? Hmm? Admit it; I’m the best you’ve ever had.”
She put her palms on his bare chest and gave him a shove, aware he allowed her to push him away. “So what if you were? I haven’t slept with every man I’ve met on my travels.” She tapped her lips with her index finger. “You know, come to think of it, I’ll bet my Zo-Qui warrior has a nice fat cock. Maybe I’ll play with him while I’m transporting him to the Mercantile Protectorate.”
The look on his face revealed his obvious displeasure at the idea of her fucking her bounty. “Now, I really must be on my way. Thanks for a fun night, Asirian. Maybe we can do it again sometime.”
“Count on it,” he growled, yanking on his clothes. “I’ll have to go down to the Palace with you. Ala won’t release your prisoner unless I tell her you lived up to your end of the bargain.” His smile was cruel. “Which you did remarkably, by the way. Best piece of ass I’ve had in quite some time.”
She fought the tears threatening to well in her eyes. If he’d thought to hurt her with his words, she intended to prove him wrong. “Thanks. Spread the word, hmm? I always enjoy a man striving to live up to expectations. Shall we go?”
“After
you,” he snarled.
* * * * *
Mercantile Protectorate
Toru Sector — Toru Two
“Your prisoner, Magistrate Uhorru,” Solae said by way of introduction.
A short, rotund man of indistinguishable age, the magistrate took her in with a happy gleam in his eye. “Captain O’bora, delighted to see you again!” He came around his desk and shook her hand vigorously. “Another stellar job, I see.”
Solae nodded her acknowledgement as the magistrate walked around the prisoner, giving him a good looking over. “He’ll do well in the mines, I should think. Of course, he’ll have to go to one of the reeducation centers before he’s fit for labor.”
Solae blanched. “Is that really necessary, Magistrate Uhorru? It’s not like he’s a violent criminal.” She’d heard stories about the reeducation centers. Stories of brain remapping surgeries gone horribly wrong. Strong, intelligent men and women turned into flesh and blood robots, fit only for hard physical labor.
The little man’s lips puckered. “Oh, most certainly, Captain. A brute like this? Why he could hurt someone should he choose to rebel.” He gave the prisoner an avid look. “Of course, with his looks and physique, we could probably put him on one of the recreation ships, let him service the workers. The women would go wild for a man like this. Some of the men, too.”
“And after he works off his debt?”
“Why, he’ll be released, naturally. Unless he chooses to stay. Some in the pleasure industry do, you know.”
Solae nodded, turning to the Zo-Qui warrior. “What will it be, Soriu? Reeducation and the mines, or the pleasure industry?”
The warrior smiled. “The pleasure industry, Captain. And perhaps you will come back this way and avail yourself of my…expertise.”
Solae chuckled. “You never know.” She turned to the magistrate. “My payment, sir?”
“Oh, of course, my dear!” The tubby little man hurried back to his desk, shuffling through paperwork. “Ah, just sign here.” She did, and he handed her a small rectangular card. “One hundred-fifty thousand sterling credits, Captain. And, may I say, it’s always a pleasure doing business with you.” He gave her a shrewd look. “I have another bounty that might interest you, Captain.”
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