Jarrek finished the introductions, and then turned back to Sidhawk. “If you are ready warrior Barion, perhaps we can start with what information you gave to my Cordisa?”
Hailey ate from the plate that Jarrek had filled for her, and let her gaze wander over all the warriors that he had introduced as Sidhawk went through all the information he had managed to learn about the Krakill.
She had heard the most important part, to her situation anyway, and wanted to try to file the faces of these warriors in her head while the introductions were fresh in her mind. They were all huge even seated and wearing the same version of uniform as Jarrek, but they all looked so different. Drinking deeply of her wine, or vishna, as Jarrek called it she began looking them over in the manner that Jarrek introduced them.
Bruthus looked the oldest; although how she was supposed to know for sure, with how long they lived, she would never know. He was the one that had the most lines on his face though. Being a captain of a group of fighter pilot's must be stressful if the lines were any indication. He had obsidian and copper eyes that didn't shine like Jarrek's did. Truthfully, he looked a little sad. He had very short hair that hugged his scalp and didn't look over a half-inch long. His forehead had deep worry or pain lines, but his brows were the most interesting feature on his face. He had one brow that arched perfectly and one that looked cut in half where an inch wide scar dissected it. It ended just under his right eye in a round scar like the end of an exclamation point. His nose was bumpy and scarred over. His lower lip was fuller than his upper lip, but his mouth wasn't very wide. Lines dug into his mouth giving him a pinched expression. It was an interesting face, but he needed someone who could help erase the tension and pain.
Sameth's brother Marthos was a bit of a clown with his flirting and trying to get under his cousins skin. He may think she was sexy, but he would never act on it. Those who spent a lot of time joking were covering up something else. Make people laugh to hide the hurt, or make them dismiss what the real problem was. She would keep an eye on Marthos to see if there was something, she could do to help him. Like Sameth, his hair was a golden-blonde, although he wore his in intricate braids pulled away from his face. His eyes were also like Sameth’s with their shimmering obsidian and gold, but the glint in his eyes was more serious and did not make her relax.
The twins were a type of gorgeous that anyone would describe in bold, capital letters. Words like “Sex Walking!” or “Panty Melting!” even “Orgasms 'R Us!” fit them. How they could be assassins was beyond her. They would stand out where ever they went. Dark blonde hair with brown and auburn highlights brushed their broad shoulders with muscles that strained their suit. They were the first of their kind that had eyes that were a little more familiar to her. They had a deep turquoise color almost as hypnotizing as Jarrek's. They could put any Hollywood bad boy to shame. A full brow rose above those turquoise eyes outlined in a thin line of black as if to highlight just how unique they really were. They had long straight noses, with full, lick-able, kissable lips. She was quite glad that Jarrek couldn't read her mind as she was seriously wondering what she would look like between them. She squirmed a little in her seat, hoping that she wouldn't leave a wet spot when she stood up. She noticed that the only way to tell them apart was what hand they used. Heathrick favored his left hand and Shemrick favored his right. They had given her the heart salute with bow that all these warriors favored when Jarrek introduced them.
Rometho was the last warrior introduced, but he was still a gorgeous man. His hair was in a more traditional style. If she were on earth, she wouldn't be surprised to find him on the cover of Forbes or GQ. His black hair parted to the right and back off his forehead. His brows only had a slight arch and his lashes were the thickest she had seen among those she had met. It made his obsidian and rust colored eyes look darker than they probably were, giving him a smoldering, sexy look. His lips were full, with the bottom just a little plumper. It was like he wore a permanent come fuck me look. He wasn't as thickly muscled as the twins were, but he was still quite muscular. He was another one that left her panting and wondering what he would look like naked. She was turning into quite the slut and loving it. Sidhawk was finished with his Intel and she hoped that there wasn't anything crucial for her to know in there.
Hailey looked down at her plate, trying to get her mind back on business and not on seeing if she could instigate an orgy. She also noticed her glass was empty. “Thanks, Sid. Now let's see what we can do to get your honey's ass out of the frying pan.”
Looking over at Jarrek, she asked for more vishna and then turned to the other warriors. “All right guys, what's the plan to get Mr. Hot-head back from his misadventure and kill the bad guys?”
Jarrek handed her another glass of wine and began with, “Well I have been in talks with Rometho about explosives to place in the ship, something good enough that it makes the ship collapse in on itself and completely kills all on board. Heathrick and Shemrick will find and rescue our daughter, with as little fuss as possible. Bruthus will fly us in his test shuttle, and if all works as it should, we should be completely undetectable. He will then help Rometho place the explosives. Unfortunately, we were interrupted by the message that Kirrek had pulled his disappearing act and Varill was calling to whine about Kirrek and show all the bruises and cuts that he was adding to Kirrek's body. He then gave me only five hours to give you up to him.” Jarrek finished and leaned back in his seat and finished off the vishna.
“We also need to find a way to keep our daughter alive when they do find her. I hope you have a plan for that. You know I never thought I would be a mom. Hope I'm a good one and don't give her a complex.” Hailey mused. All the men assured her she would make a lovely mother. She blinked tears from her eyes and thanked them all.
“Heathrick and Shemrick, do you have enough med skills to do so?” Hailey questioned. When they shook their heads in the negative, she turned to Jarrek and told him, “Sameth needs to be a part of the mission to keep our daughter alive. I think you should go ahead and do it.”
He looked over at her with a tender expression. “Do what, little bird?” he asked.
“I think you should call Varill up and tell him you will do it. You'll trade me for your brother.” Hailey said.
All the men jumped out of their chairs and called out their denials, except Jarrek. He leaned close to her and cupped her face with one hand and told her quite seriously, “I am about to put you over my knee and spank your ass, little bird. There is no way that you are going into danger.”
“That is not what I meant. Let me explain first Jarrek, before you blow me off. I meant that you tell Varill that you will do it, but then send off the team to get in place before our arrival. They place the explosives; Heathrick and Shemrick rescue Kirrek, and Marthos and Sameth can find our daughter and carefully transfer her to the shuttle. Then we make a big fuss and dock with Varill's ship and while they are getting away, you can say that you changed your mind and he can keep Kirrek as your gift to him, but that you prefer pussy anyway. We break away and start racing back to your ship and Rometho can set off the explosives, blowing all of them to hell. Then we can all go to earth and my momma will cook you up some southern food that is so good your stomach will want to explode from how much you have stuffed into it.”
She cleared her throat and then turned to Jarrek and said before she thought about it, “Besides, was that threat supposed to scare me? My pussy is so hot right now; I would probably cream your uniform so much you would need to change your clothes.” Hailey then put her hand over her mouth. Whoa. That was supposed to be only inside her head. “I meant you and whose army. There is no way I will let you spank me like a child.” Hailey tried to correct, but the volume came out small and weak.
Jarrek just smiled and slowly stood up. “I want all of you to leave me and my little bird now.” When they continued to sit there for a few moments, he bellowed, “OUT!” in his loudest roar. That caused Hailey to jump and all of his wa
rriors to chuckle and file out of the conference room. Watching all of the guys leave her alone with Jarrek, she stood to leave as well. Slowly, she inched around the table, while keeping her eyes on Jarrek.
“I think I am going to go find my room too if you don't mind. I need the bathroom and a nap if we are going to rescue our daughter and your brother.” Hailey told him as she was almost around the table and close to the door. Before she could blink, Jarrek had her in his arms, was pushing plates and food out of the way, and he was placing her face down on the table. With her legs, dangling over the side Hailey cried out, “Wait Jarrek, you don't want to do this. I promise you don't.”
“Oh, little bird. You have no idea how badly I have wanted to do this. I wanted to spank your delectable ass when you pulled that absurd escape from your cage.” Jarrek told her as he easily held her in place and lifted her gown. Once he exposed her ass to his gaze, he continued chastising her. “I would have helped you escape, but you took matters into your own hands and risked your life. You need me to help keep you from making poor decisions. I think a count of fifteen will help you learn the error of your ways. Would you like to count them out for me, little bird, or would you prefer that I count for you?” Jarrek asked as he pulled her panties off and gently rubbed his hand across her ass.
Hailey tried to kick out at Jarrek, but he had her pinned with his body leaving little room for her to do much damage. “I will not count for you, you big jerk! You really need to stop Jarrek. I don't want this.” Hailey screamed and pleaded.
Jarrek opened Hailey's thighs just enough so that he could slip two fingers into her pussy. Pushing them deep and then pulling them out to show her how wet she was. “I think that you do my little bird. I do not mind counting for you.” Jarrek said, and then let his hand fall on her right cheek. Rubbing it a little to help spread the pain out, he listened to her high scream of “Ow! That really hurt dammit! That's enough Jarrek.”
“I agree. There is no need to scream like that yet Hailey. Be a good girl and take your punishment.” Jarrek told her before he gave her three more smacks in quick succession. Making sure to get each cheek and spread them out over her ass.
“That is four little bird. Let us check your temperature.” Hailey was sobbing and telling him no, but they were weak and he knew she did not mean it. He slipped his fingers back into her pussy giving her several deep thrusts. She was dripping so much honey he scooped some onto his fingers and licked them clean.
“Hmm, you taste delicious Hailey, and I love the rose color of your plush ass. You were definitely made for me.” So saying he gave her six more smacks, putting a little more power behind them. The last two he aimed at the seam of her ass and thigh. Hailey was crying and wiggling against the table and pleading with him to stop.
“Little bird, the count now is ten. You only have to take five more and I will give you your reward.”
“I don't know if I can do five more Jarrek. Something feels strange and my stomach is starting to feel weird.” Hailey sobbed. Her ass was on fire and she felt a pressure building inside her that was scaring her a little as it was not something she had ever felt before. Her clit felt like exploding, it throbbed and pulsed with every strike from Jarrek's hand.
“Oh, little bird. Have you never had your beautiful ass spanked?” Jarrek asked her.
Hailey took a moment to sniffle back her tears, and answered, “No.”
“I know what you need Hailey. I will take care of you always my love.” Jarrek said and spread her legs wide apart and put her knees on the table. Leaving her wide open to anything he wanted to do to her and pulling her pussy up and off the table. Rubbing her cheeks and the lips of her pussy, Jarrek held back only a little as he smacked each cheek twice and then slapped her pussy right at her distended clit. Hailey's chest came up off the table and the high keening cry of her orgasm echoed off the walls in an aria of perfect pitch.
Jarrek continued playing with her pussy as she squirted her cream all over his table. After her beautiful song wound down, she slumped back to the table, exhausted and more languid. Scooping up the proof of her orgasm, he used her cream to help lubricate her ass. Slowly he slipped a finger in past her ring of muscles. Hailey was so relaxed from the orgasm he had just given her that she barely tightened on his finger. Getting more cream from her pussy, he slipped in a second finger, getting a weak objection from Hailey as she became aware of what he was doing.
“Shhh, little bird. I will take care of you.” Jarrek promised as he spread his fingers to help stretch the guardian muscle of her ass. Slowly pushing them in and out, as he loosened her for the invasion of his cock.
“How does that feel Hailey? Am I hurting you little bird or are you just uncomfortable because you have never had your ass fucked?” Jarrek questioned.
An alarm started going off in the back of her head, but she couldn't concentrate on what it was trying to telling her for the strange sensations that Jarrek was causing. No one had ever asked her for anal sex, so she had never tried it, but the sensations that Jarrek gave her were making her body tingle. With the pain in her ass, and now a tingle throughout her body, she was confused as to what exactly she was feeling.
“It doesn't hurt. It, well it is making me tingle all over my body.” Hailey answered.
“Let me know if you start to feel pain and I will go slower, little bird.” Jarrek said before he used his other hand to spread her ass open a little more so he could bend over, lick and tease her hole with his tongue. Making sure to get her very wet. Keeping it slow and steady, he used two fingers to help stretch her for him.
Straightening up Jarrek dipped his free hand into Hailey's pussy, fucking her ass and pussy in tandem. The little mewls of pleasure coming from Hailey had him ready to burst, but she was not ready for his cock yet. Pulling his hand from her pussy, Jarrek slowly slipped a finger to join the two he had in her ass, making sure to stretch her open slowly as his other hand went in and out on a slow slide. His third finger was seated in her ass as far as it would go, so he sped up his movements and stretched her further for longer periods.
Once he felt that she was ready, he pulled his fingers from her ass entirely. Hailey objected to that quite loudly and Jarrek quickly ripped open his trousers and soothed Hailey by playing with her clit, while scooping up Hailey's cream so that he could coat his cock in her lubrication as fast as possible. Jarrek wanted to make sure that he did not hurt her, so he added some of his own spit. Placing the head of his cock against Hailey's hole, he told Hailey, “I'm going to sink my cock in your ass now, little bird. Push out against me as I push in. If it hurts at any time I want you to let me know.”
Making sure to take it slow, even though he felt as though he could go off at any moment, Jarrek praised Hailey as she followed his directions and pushed out against him.
“Goddess, Hailey. You are so tight and warm. You feel so good. Such a beautiful little bird to take my cock in your ass. I wish you could see how sexy you look right now. I am having a hard time going slow as watching my cock sink into your ass is the most amazing event of my life.”
Hailey felt the tingles race up and down her body in a continual loop as though it was an electric current. She knew that she wasn't supposed to do this, but couldn't remember why, and when Jarrek had licked her hole and used his fingers on her pussy and ass at the same time, she no longer cared why it wasn't such a good idea. The tingles just keep increasing and if they stopped so would she. It was like that was the only thing keeping her alive and breathing.
Then he had done just that and her verbal protestations had helped to get him to start back up. He was giving her instructions on how to take his cock and she was quite eager to follow them. If she had known that anal sex would feel this amazing, she would have started years ago. Jarrek was a lot bigger than the fingers he had used to prepare her, but the little pinch of pain actually ramped her desire up more.
When the ache became stronger, she took a deep breath and gave a small whimper. Trying to
tell him in actual words felt more than she was capable of in that moment. She felt as though he was boiling her down to a primal being, all feeling and animal lust.
Jarrek was talking dirty to her, letting her know what he was feeling and how good it was and she loved it. When he asked if he was hurting her, she wanted to laugh, but couldn't. She wanted him to go faster; she wanted to feel all of him in her. She needed it more than air. She tried to verbalize it, but wasn't honestly sure she could. All that would come out was, “No hurt, need more. Give all. Faster. Deeper. Need. Hurry.”
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