Claiming Quinn (Other World Series Book Five)

by Ramona Gray

  Hurt flashed across his face. “Why?”

  “The reason is not important,” she said.

  “I think it is.”

  “It isn’t. Just know that it would be very dangerous for you to spend the month with me.”

  “You’re going to have to give me more of an explanation than that,” he said.

  “No, I don’t,” she retorted. “Why I do what I do is none of your business.”

  “It is when it affects me,” he replied. “If you give me back,” he said the words with a hint of disgust, “the queen will take me for herself. Right?”

  Bile rose in her throat but she nodded.

  “Which means that then I’ll have to fuck her, right?”

  She didn’t respond and he leaned closer. “Am I right, Quinn?”

  “Yes, you’re right,” she said angrily.

  “What happens if I won’t?”

  Anxiety crept into her stomach. “You have no choice.”

  “Of course I do.”

  “No, you don’t,” she said. “Silas, when the queen takes you to her bed you have to fuck her. I’m sorry but you have no choice.”

  He shrugged and said again, “What happens if I don’t?”

  “She’ll kill you!” Quinn shouted. She forced herself to take a deep breath. “If she doesn’t outright kill you, she’ll hurt you until you wish you were dead. You have to have sex with her, Silas.”

  “I don’t want to,” he said.

  She gave him a look of frustration. “It doesn’t matter what you want in this world. Don’t you understand that by now?”

  “I get it,” he said, “but it doesn’t mean I have to do what the queen wants.”

  “That’s exactly what it means!”

  “Do you remember the night of the testing, Quinn?” Silas asked suddenly.

  “Yes.”

  “Then you remember that I didn’t get an erection until after I knew it was you in the room with me.”

  “So?”

  “So, apparently, I can’t get an erection unless it’s you I’m with,” Silas said almost cheerfully.

  Her mouth dropped open. “You can’t be serious.”

  “Totally serious,” he said. “I don’t know why and I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t a little alarming but it’s the truth.”

  “Silas,” she said desperately, “you need to get over this.”

  He laughed and she clenched her hands in frustration. “This isn’t funny.”

  “I know it isn’t,” he said. “You think I like being this obsessed with you? I’m on a different world, I’ve lost everything except for my brother and I can’t stop thinking about you. I’m all sorts of fucked up.”

  “You’re not obsessed with me,” she said.

  “I kind of am,” he replied. “Just like you’re weirdly obsessed with me.”

  “No, I’m not.”

  “Liar,” he said with a grin. “Fucking me is all you can think about. Admit it, Quinn.”

  “No.”

  He laughed again. “Chicken. My point is – you can hand me back to the queen like I’m a pet you’ve lost interest in, but if you do, you’re basically signing my death warrant. I won’t get a stiffy with that bitch.”

  “You – you can think about me,” she said desperately. “Just close your eyes and pretend it’s me.”

  “Tried that the night of the testing. Didn’t work,” he said.

  “Try harder,” she hissed.

  “It won’t work,” he said with maddening patience. “Trust me, Quinn.”

  She slammed her mug on the table and the liquid splattered across the top of it. “Danen, you can’t stay with me!”

  He didn’t reply and she stood and paced the kitchen. “If the queen thinks you mean something to me she’ll use it against the both of us. I can’t let that happen.”

  “It’s too late,” Silas said, “and you know that. I saw the look on her face when you looked at me.”

  “It isn’t,” Quinn said. “I can convince her it was a moment of madness and nothing more.”

  “You can’t,” Silas replied. “The damage is done, Quinn.”

  She sagged against the wall in defeat. Silas was right. The damage was done and it was entirely her fault.

  Silas stood and hurried over to her. “Quinn, are you okay?”

  “No,” she whispered. “I’m not okay at all.”

  He pulled her into his embrace, pressing her head against his broad chest and rubbing just below her back. “We have a month to be together. That’s a good thing.”

  “When the month is over?” She asked dully. “What then?”

  “We’ll figure it out,” he said. “For now, let’s just enjoy our time together.”

  She raised her head and stared silently at him. It wasn’t his fault that he truly didn’t understand how dangerous the queen was, but she was too tired to keep arguing. Besides, he was right. Giving him back to the queen tomorrow would do nothing to convince the woman that Quinn didn’t want him. She had made a mistake in never sleeping with a breeder, she realized that now. She should have done the opposite – she should have slept with as many as possible so that the queen believed she felt nothing for anyone. By choosing Silas after so many years of denying herself a breeder she caused the problem with the queen.

  “I’m sorry, danen,” she whispered.

  “Don’t be,” he said. “I want to be with you, Quinn. Even if we only have a month.”

  He leaned down and kissed her. She put her arms around his broad shoulders and returned his kiss, moaning softly when his tongue touched hers. Unlike his previous kisses which had been overshadowed with a sense of urgency, this one was delightfully slow. He took his time, tasting and licking her mouth before sucking on her lower lip.

  She pressed her pussy against him, rubbing against his erection and ignoring the brief flare of pain in her back. She was wearing a loose cotton shirt and a pair of pants and he squeezed her ass tightly before cupping her right breast through her shirt.

  She moaned again before pressing a kiss against the line of his jaw. She could see lines of dirt in the creases in his neck and he smelled strongly of the earth and the crops he’d been weeding.

  “Silas, wait,” she whispered.

  He groaned but dropped his hand and took a step back. “I’m sorry. I know your back needs to heal.”

  “No, it isn’t that,” she said. “You’re dirty and you kind of smell.”

  He laughed before glancing at his big body. “I asked them to let me bathe before supper but they said I could bathe in the morning.”

  He rolled his eyes. “The bathing schedule for the breeders makes no sense.”

  “Most of the women don’t care about the way the breeders smell,” Quinn said. “Unless they’ve been cleaning the pit.”

  He made a face and she smiled briefly before holding out her hand. “Come with me.”

  He took her hand and she led him down the hallway and past her bedroom. She opened the door to the bathroom and he made a grunt of appreciation at the sight of the large metal tub. “This is nice.”

  One of the first changes she made when she first became massina was to have her own tub installed in the bathroom. The previous massina had continued to bathe with the other women in the mornings and Quinn knew the women found it odd when she added the tub. It required some work to dig a drain through the dark earth but it was totally worth it in her opinion. The communal bathing that the other women enjoyed never appealed to her.

  “If you’d like to use the tub, you can,” she said. “You’ll just have to haul water to heat first.”

  He nodded immediately. “That would be great.”

  As she slipped past him into the hallway, he said, “God, what I wouldn’t give to have a shower.”

  She laughed softly as she walked away. “Sorry, danen. No running water means no shower.”

  Her back was to him and she didn’t notice the way he twitched in surprise or the thoughtful look he gave he
r.

  “Are you coming, danen?” She called over her shoulder.

  He nodded and hurried after her.

  * * *

  Silas groaned in pleasure as he sank into the hot water. Quinn was standing in the bathroom and he smiled at her. “Join me.”

  She hesitated and he moved back in the tub. “It’s big enough for both of us and the warm water will help your back.”

  She bit at her bottom lip before winding her long dark braid around her head and pinning it in place. She slid her pants down her legs. She wasn’t wearing panties and he stared appreciatively at the dark curls at the apex of her thighs as she stripped off her shirt. She climbed carefully into the tub and sat down. He used his hands to cup water and poured it over her shoulders and back. He tugged on her arms until she was leaning back against him.

  “Does that hurt your back?”

  She shook her head and he reclined against the back of the tub. They sat silently in the steaming water for a little while before she reached for the soap. He took it from her and lathered his hands before running them over the top of her shoulders and down her arms. Her back arched a little when he cupped her breasts with his soapy hands. He pulled lightly on her nipples and she moaned softly. He kissed her cheek before washing her flat abdomen. When his hand disappeared into the water she widened her thighs. He made a low chuckle. She flushed but couldn’t stop her hips from rising when he slid his hand between her thighs. He cleaned her gently and she scowled in frustration when he moved on to washing her thighs.

  She lathered her own hands with soap and washed his thighs before turning to face him. She washed his chest and shoulders then unbuckled the collar around his neck and tossed it on the floor.

  “Thanks,” he said.

  She cleaned his thick neck before running her hands over his six pack. “You have an amazing body, danen.”

  “So do you,” he said.

  He closed his eyes and his own hips arched when she gripped his cock. He was already hard and she cleaned him quickly but couldn’t resist rubbing her thumb over the head of his dick. He groaned and arched his hips again, forcing water over the side of the tub and onto the floor.

  “Danen,” she whispered.

  “Yeah?”

  “Let’s go to bed.”

  He hesitated and she gave him an impatient look. “What?”

  “You probably need more time to heal,” he said.

  She stood and he stared at her naked, gleaming body in the candlelight.

  “Will you deny me what I want, Silas?” She asked softly.

  He shook his head before leaning forward and pressing a kiss against her dark curls. She shivered with pleasure before carefully climbing out of the tub. He followed and they dried each other’s body with slow, measured strokes before she took his hand and led him to her bedroom.

  She laid down on the bed, trying not to wince as the pressure sent waves of pain over her body. He frowned and lay on his back beside her. “Straddle me, Quinn.”

  She didn’t want to. She wanted the feel of his hard body on hers, pinning her down and holding her captive. Just thinking about being trapped under him made her pussy wet. She resisted when he tried to tug her into a sitting position.

  “It’s fine, danen,” she said.

  “It isn’t,” he replied. “Straddle me now.”

  His tone sent her scurrying to obey him as more wetness coated her. When she was sitting on him, he reached up and cupped her breasts. She made a soft noise of excitement when he pinched her nipples and he grinned at her. “Lean down.”

  She did as he asked, crying out when he sucked on her right nipple. It was beaded into a hard, throbbing point and her body jerked uncontrollably when he nipped it. She ignored the pain in her back as he soothed the sting of his bite with slow licks. He moved to her left nipple, giving it the same treatment until she was whispering his name.

  He cupped the back of her neck and guided her mouth to his. As they kissed she stroked his broad chest and rubbed her pussy against the hard length of his cock. The head bumped against her clit and sent shivers of pleasure up and down her legs. She ground herself against him. Shamefully, she was already close to coming and she moaned in disappointment when his hands cupped her hips and forced her still.

  “You don’t get to come yet, Quinn,” Silas said.

  “I need to,” she replied before trying to wiggle out of his grip.

  His fingers bit into her flesh, giving pain and pleasure. “Not until I say you can.”

  A little thrill of excitement went through her. God, she loved the way he took control.

  “Put my cock in your pussy,” he suddenly demanded.

  She rose up on her knees, grasping the base of his cock and guiding it toward her entrance. The blunt head speared her and sent tingles of pleasure down her spine. She was wet but it was still a tight fit. She rocked against him, trying to force her body to take more. Her inner walls stretched to accommodate the invasion but she still had to stop short of a couple of inches.

  “All of it,” he said.

  “I can’t,” she panted.

  “All of my cock or I won’t fuck you, Quinn.”

  She scowled at him and he pinched her nipple hard. “Be a good girl.”

  She rocked again, bracing her hands against his chest as he said, “You’ve taken all of it before.”

  “I know,” she said grumpily.

  He made a low chuckle. She squealed in a decidedly undignified manner when his rough fingers grazed her clit. “Do you need some help?”

  “Yes,” she moaned.

  “Yes, what?”

  “Yes, please.”

  He stroked her clit firmly. It brought on a surge of wetness and she made a happy little moan when she took the last of his cock.

  “That’s my good girl.”

  She shivered all over at the approval in his voice as he raised his knees.

  “Lean back,” Silas demanded.

  She did what he asked, resting her hands on his knees and using them for leverage to raise her body up and down. She ignored the few twinges of pain in her back.

  Silas cupped her thighs and thrust upward. It sent a surge of pleasure through her body and she cried out hoarsely. He grinned up at her before using one hand to caress her nipples. She moved a little faster. He stopped the motion of his hips and watched as she bounced on his cock. She moved her hand to her swollen clit and he shook his head before taking her wrist in a tight grip and holding it at her side.

  “No.”

  She scowled at him and tried to touch herself with her left hand. He laughed and took that wrist, pinning it down easily. Her lust skyrocketed the moment he restrained her and she moaned loudly.

  “I said no, Quinn.” Silas said.

  She gave him a pleading look and he squeezed her wrists. “Your pussy and your orgasms belong to me. I decide when you get to come.”

  His words brought on another almost painful throb of lust through her lower body as well as a feeling of relief. She wholeheartedly embraced the loss of control as Silas said, “Put your hands on my shoulders and don’t move them.”

  She leaned over him and clutched at his shoulders as he cupped her ass and fucked her hard and rough. She couldn’t come this way, there wasn’t enough pressure on her clit, but she welcomed that too. Knowing she could do nothing as Silas used her body for his own pleasure sent an almost embarrassing wave of excitement through her.

  She closed her eyes and lost herself in the sensation of Silas’ hard body beneath hers and the hard rhythm of his driving cock. His warm breath panted in her ear and the low groans of his pleasure fed her desire. She dug her nails into his shoulders as he drove in and out. Her sensitive nipples rubbed against his coarse chest hair and she squeezed his narrow hips with her firm thighs.

  His hand snaked between their bodies and he rubbed firmly at her clit. She cried out as her entire body arched and her orgasm rushed through her. She climaxed all over his thick cock, her pussy sq
ueezing him tightly. He moaned loudly and made two more hard thrusts before warmth flooded through her. She collapsed against him and he stroked her ass as their breathing slowed.

  Silas pressed a kiss against her throat. “Did I hurt your back?”

  Her back was aching but she shook her head. “No.”

  “Lie on your stomach,” Silas said.

  She moved gingerly off his body and tried not to wince. He frowned and studied her back in the candlelight before reaching for the salve on her nightstand. “Hold still, honey.”

  He gently rubbed the salve into her bruised back. When he was finished, he blew out the candle and settled on his side next to her. He stroked the back of her neck. “I shouldn’t have been so rough.”

  “I liked it.” Her voice was muffled by the pillow.

  “I did too,” he admitted, “but I should have been gentler.”

  “I’m not a fragile little doll,” she said.

  He laughed. “Yeah, I know.”

  She eased to her side to face him. He stroked her face and kissed her lightly. “Are you tired?”

  “A little.”

  They faced each other silently for a few minutes. She ran her hand across his chest and he cupped her ass and pulled her closer against him.

  “What world are you from?” He asked suddenly.

  “This one,” she lied.

  “You’re not.”

  “I am.”

  “The women from this world glow. You don’t glow,” he pointed out.

  “They only glow when they’re horny,” she said.

  He laughed. “You’re telling me you weren’t turned on just now?”

  “Not enough,” she said. She waited for his look of hurt but he just laughed and kissed the top of her breasts.

  “If this is you only slightly turned on I can’t wait to see what it’s like when you’re really horny.”

  She blushed as he rubbed her ass and said, “Your pussy was like a damn vice around my dick. Especially when I held you down and wouldn’t let you come.”

  “Go to sleep, danen,” she said. Embarrassment was starting to creep in.

  “Why are you embarrassed by that?”

  “I’m not.”

  “You are, I can hear it in your voice,” he said.