Talon's Trophy

by Dawn Ryder

  Promise or threat…it was both to her, the idea of his body invading hers burned into her mind, refusing to be banished in the face of her logic screaming out the injustice of it. She should detest him, yet her body burned for his possession. Chanah didn’t understand how it could be so and yet the fluid touching the top of her thighs confirmed it.

  “Your body welcomes me.” Talon leaned down and inhaled her spicy scent. It was rising from her pussy to attract his attention. Chanah didn’t move but held still as he stroked her arms. He could sense the battle being waged in her mind as he moved his hands to her shoulders and pulled the first tie on her robe open. She stiffened but Talon gave her no mercy. Attraction between them was natural. The urge to mate deeply imbedded in their genes. Her pussy was heating for his cock and all the words in their language would not change the fact that male and female communicated best with their bodies locked together. History was full of rituals and rules that were created to tame the reaction of female to male but it was best when left to run its course naturally.

  “Are you empty, Chanah? My cock would fill you.” Chanah shivered as his words brushed past her ear and a second tie on her robe was untied. He leaned close to her neck and gently bit her. The little bite sent a bolt of pleasure down her body. She was suddenly so hot and practically grateful for the fact that he was removing her garment. Cooling air brushed the skin that was free of the fabric and it felt divine as he moved to the third tie that sat between her breasts.

  Was it really so wrong? Her body enjoyed his touch, his conquest of her flesh. Maybe she should begin to take what pleasure she could for the moment. The tie opened and the fabric fell away from her hard nipples, baring her breasts to the hunter’s gaze. Chanah could feel him looking down her torso from his greater height and she refused to shrink from his eyes. But she was suddenly sick of being touched and manipulated by him. Her hands were still free and she spread her fingers and moved her hands back just a bit until she found his hard thighs. He stiffened as her hands found his legs and she gently investigated the hard muscle of his thighs.

  A little smile lifted her lips as Chanah enjoyed being the one to stimulate him for a change. She moved her hand over the hard muscle as her fingertips confirmed the strength her eyes had noticed. His cock was a mere inch from her hands. Her clit throbbed gently as she contemplated stroking the weapon, testing its size with her hands. The hunter might order her to handle his cock but there was something even more appealing about touching him when he was not demanding she do it. Chanah moved her right hand and brushed her fingers over the swelling of his crotch. He growled in her ear and a second later she was bare. He snapped the remaining tie with a jerk of his large hands and pulled the loose garment down her body. Chanah watched the robe go fluttering to the floor as she was turned to face him and one solid arm bound her to his body.

  His cock wanted to explode. Talon growled again as the scent of her pussy filled his head when he turned her. One little touch from her hand and he was ready to come in his pants like a youth. Talon wasn’t sure if it was the touch or the fact that she had stroked his cock without his command that made him want to climax, and he didn’t care. All that mattered was the female in his grasp and the firm certainty that he would be fucking her before the night was finished. The fact that she stared right back into his eyes without whimpering with fear made it so much more imperative that he get his cock deep inside her pussy. Her strength matched his, and it was more than need that drove him. There was a growing respect for her that fueled his desire to mark her as his.

  The hunter cupped one breast as he studied her face. She gasped as pleasure surrounded the globe of flesh. His thumb brushed over the hard nipple as her hand landed on his biceps. The fabric of his clothing irritated her. She was once more the vulnerable one, overpowered and nude compared to him. Yet Chanah didn’t feel helpless this time, she had made him respond to her touch and it fed her pride, granting her the ability to raise her chin and stare into the inferno of his gaze. He was not untouched by her and she could stimulate him as well. He leaned towards her and his mouth caught hers.

  It was a hard kiss that pressed her lips apart. His tongue probed into her mouth exactly like he had promised to do with his cock. He let her breast go and cupped the back of her head as he deepened the kiss and demanded a response. Chanah reached for his jaw and moved her mouth with his. Sweet pleasure flowed from their kiss as she stroked his jaw and shivered at the strength her fingertips found there. The hunter broke the kiss as he held her head by her hair and inhaled her scent next to her neck. Her throat was thrust out and exposed in the most vulnerable position and he nipped the tender skin with his teeth as another low growl shook his wide chest. The bite and the sound traveled straight into her pussy, setting off an insane need to be filled. Her hips actually jerked up, offering her body to his, mimicking the submission of female to male. He raised his head and stared into her eyes. A moment later he had released her and stepped a single pace from her. The cool night air surrounded her, making her shiver for the warmth of his body. He held his hand out with the palm facing up.

  “Come to my bed, Chanah.” He could take her there so simply and that fact made his invitation a treasure. Conquering was not in question with his greater size but she was the only one who could grant him compliance. It was her gift to bestow and Chanah watched his face as she laid her hand on top of his. His eyes flickered with appreciation as his fingers closed around her hand and then he scooped her body off her feet and swung her up against his strong chest. The door to the sleeping room slid open as he moved towards it and his feet didn’t make a sound on the hard floor. The large bed loomed in front of her eyes as Chanah stared at the reality of her choice.

  Chapter Four

  The hunter’s bed was huge. The headboard made of curling black iron. Her shackles were still hanging from her collar but there was another set lying on the pillows. Scarlet chains attached them to the curling iron and it made Chanah angry. She glared at the hunter as he placed her on the bed and his eyes filled with triumph. One dark eyebrow rose in question as he noticed her temper.

  “You do not like my bed, Chanah? The time for protest is past.”

  His hands were working the fastenings on the front of his shirt as he spoke. Chanah felt the weight of her chains pulling on her collar and lifted her chin. “I do not like your chains.”

  The hunter chuckled and tossed his shirt over the footboard of the bed. Chanah hissed softly as she caught the glimmer of another set of chains and manacles attached to the iron of the footboard as well.

  “You will learn to appreciate your bonds, Chanah.”

  Chanah gasped but her temper lost its grip on her attention as the hunter opened his pants and stepped out of them. Her eyes immediately dropped to the cock her body had spent so much time thinking about since meeting this male. The organ rose up from his body, hard and thick. Her throat tightened as she looked at the swollen head of his cock. It was ruby-red and she saw a thick ridge crowning it that made her clit throb with approval. That hard circle would rub against the bar of the ritith with each thrust, making her insane with pleasure. The little vibrating device went through her clit and had small metal balls on either end. The waiting chains suddenly made her bold. For the moment she was free to touch him and Chanah pushed up onto her knees and crawled across the bed towards the hunter.

  He snarled softly as she came towards him. It was an amazing sound of animalistic appreciation that she understood in the primitive portion of her brain. Her clit pulsed with approval as she braced herself on her knees and reached for his cock.

  “I could make you learn to enjoy leaving me unchained.” Chanah stroked her fingertips over his cock and listened to his swift intake of breath. She kept her eyes on his as she moved her fingers down to the base of his cock and then back up to the ridge at the crown. “Unless you fear my free will.”

  The hunter leaned forward and there was a little click as her collar fell to the bed. Chanah ro
lled her head in a slow circle as she stretched her neck. She stroked his cock as she did so and then let her eyes drop to his erection. It was the first human cock she had ever seen. It looked large to her eyes but everything about the hunter was large too. It was not as large as a stallion’s and that managed to fit into a mare so she didn’t worry about him thrusting it into her body. Nature did not mismatch male and female.

  His breath was increasing as she touched his erect member. Chanah considered what to do with it, how to reduce him to her will as he had done by handling her clit. She craved a few moments of being the pleasure-wielder. The leather training harness still resting between the lips of her slit drove her to find a way to be in command of this large male.

  She looked at the little slit on the top of the crown and leaned towards him. He had used his mouth on her clit and maybe his cock was just as sensitive. He jerked as her tongue licked through that slit. A word tumbled out of his mouth that she had heard her brothers say when they thought there were no females around to overhear them.

  “Who taught you to suck a cock?” The hunter curled his hand into her hair and glared at her. Chanah closed her grip around his cock and he hissed in response but his grip slackened and she leaned back towards the hard flesh in her hand.

  No one had, but his question gave her a hint and she licked the head of his cock twice more before opening her lips to suck the head completely into her mouth. The grip on her hair suddenly changed and pushed her head towards his cock. His breath rasped between his clenched teeth as his hips jerked and offered his cock to her sucking.

  “More. Suck more of it.” While still an order, his words were edged with a deep need that made Chanah do exactly what he wanted. His hips thrust his erection deeper into her mouth and she used her tongue to flick the underside of the head as it moved in and out of her mouth. The bed was so high off the floor, his cock was at her face level as she knelt on the bed. Chanah gripped the portion not in her mouth with her hand and worked her hand with the same rhythm as his hips. The fingers in her hair twisted and jerked as she heard him snarl above her. A moment later a hot spurt of fluid erupted from the slit on the crown of his cock and spurted into her mouth. Those foul words tumbled from his lips as she sucked on his cock until his seed had finished spilling from it.

  The hunter pulled her mouth away and glared at her but it was not in anger. Chanah felt her lips rise into a smug smile born from retribution. Now he understood that she could command his pleasure too and that bit of truth was flickering across his dark eyes as she licked her lips.

  Talon was going to pump his seed into her belly. He needed to mark her as his, ensure that another hunter didn’t get the chance to steal her from him. Emotions boiled dangerously close to the top of his control as he watched the triumph fill her eyes. She had spilled his seed with her tongue and was proud of her ability to master him. Talon granted her the victory even as he planned her final conquest. But her attentions to his cock would give him the edge to press her completely into submission. Now that his cock had been momentarily appeased, his control was firmly in place. She sat back on her bent knees and her breasts thrust their puckered nipples forward. It was the picture Talon had often dreamed of, his trophy, kneeling in his bed, the scent of her pussy drifting to his nose as he took as much time as he wanted to touch her and have her return the attention. There were few things in his life that Talon had planned for so carefully and he ran his eyes over her body just for the sheer joy of seeing her.

  Chanah had to admit she enjoyed the way he stroked her with his eyes. The lingering look made her feel almost cherished and definitely appreciated. The hunter lifted one knee and climbed onto the bed right over the iron railing that formed the footboard. Chanah sat all the way down on her calves as the bed jiggled and he placed his hands on either side of her hips. He kept coming towards her and she bent back further, until her head was touching the pillows that were piled high at the head of the bed. There was a stack of three plump pillows that allowed her to lean back so that she was reclining. He stroked his hands up her body, cupping her breasts and then along her arms. He stretched her limbs above her head as he leaned down to drop a soft kiss onto her mouth.

  A little click startled her and she looked up to see one wrist secured in a shackle once more. This set of chains was secured to the iron headboard and her arm was resting on the pillows but held above her head. The hunter moved like lightning and her other wrist was captured in his grip as he reached for the matching shackle and firmly locked it around her free hand. The chains were spread wide and Chanah’s hands were pulled away from her body towards the two outer posts that made up the bed. He spread her thighs with his hips as he sat back to survey his work. Her eyes rounded with shock at the purely submissive position. The hunter pinched one nipple and then the other before cupping her breasts in his hands.

  “You are a very beautiful female, Chanah. Your spirit astounds me.” His voice was deep with appreciation as he moved his thumbs over her nipples. He stroked a hand over her belly and pleasure moved through her body with the contact. Chanah felt all her nerve endings tingle as he made a slow path towards her spread pussy. She was suddenly acutely aware of how open her slit was, how exposed her clit was to his keen gaze.

  “Would you welcome me into your body, Chanah?” The bed moved slightly and then a warm hand stroked up the center of her slit to the ritith. The hunter jiggled the little metal bar with his finger and her bottom lifted off the bed. Her clit twisted with need as that hand slowly moved back down to the opening of her pussy. He thrust it into her body and Chanah actually heard the little wet sounds of penetration. “If I released you, would you grasp my cock in your hands and guide it to your body? Open your pussy even wider and offer it to my cock?”

  Chanah shivered as her body screamed yes. Her pussy contracted and wailed about how empty it was. Her eyes looked at the swollen erection sticking up so close to her pussy and traced how thick his cock was and she ached even more for it to fill her. The hunter trailed his fingers through her slit until he found her ritith again. He growled softly as he moved the little bar and her bottom twitched, lifting towards the attention, begging to be fucked.

  “So wet. I wonder if you would ask me to fuck you.” Her pride battled against the yearning building up in her pussy. A thick finger parted her pussy and thrust up into her body. “Like this.” He worked his finger in and out of her body as a whimper escaped her lips. Her bottom lifted as she burned for him to jiggle the little ritith faster.

  “I need…” Her voice quivered as a deep contraction moved through her pussy. Her skin was covered in perspiration as her limbs shook. His fingers fucked her body as he removed the hand playing with her ritith and placed it on top of her belly. The glint of metal on his wrist caught the meager light in the room as he spread his hand on her soft skin. His breath rasped between his clenched teeth as he pulled his fingers from her pussy and moved towards his bracelet. Chanah gasped as she watched him press the little control button for her ritith.

  Her clit vibrated and Chanah screamed. Her voice filled the room as climax gripped her and wrung her like a wet cloth. She wasn’t sure if it was pleasure or pain that coursed through her body. The two sensations were twins at that moment and all she knew for certain was it was not enough and would not be enough until his cock was filling her while she climaxed.

  The hunter’s eyes never left hers as the bed moved and another whimper came from her lips. Her body was too aroused to think anymore, there was only need and more desire. Chanah found her eyes fixated on his cock, the thick staff jutting out from his body. Her gaze moved over the erection as he clasped it in his own grip and worked his hand up and down the length. He leaned forward and pressed his thumbs onto her shackles. They chirped and opened as her body shook in anticipation.

  “If you desire to be fucked, show me your pussy. Stretch your leg up towards your wrists and offer your body to mine.”

  Oh mercy! Chanah couldn’t resist when h
e spoke her desires out loud like that. She should have hated the way he was demanding submission from her but it excited her too much, the idea of lifting her legs and doing what he demanded because it would place her at his mercy. Hunger chewed at her, never granting her even a second of reprieve from the blazing heat the hunter had built in her. Release was not enough and she knew it. Her body was empty and only his would fill it.

  “My cock burns for it, to get inside your pussy and feel it clasping my length. Lie back across my bed and offer your body to mine, Chanah.”

  Chanah whimpered as her body twisted in response to his words. The hard cock thrust up so close to her slit made her pussy contract once more. Right here, right now, what did anything matter but the two of them and the way nature had designed them to fit together? Her thighs were quivering as a hard hand smoothed down one of her thighs and gently grasped her ankle. He began to lift her leg up. “I want to be inside you. Spread your body for me, Chanah.” His mouth caught hers in a hard kiss that demanded entry. His tongue thrust into her mouth, mimicking what his cock would do if she complied. Chanah raised her leg until it lay up near her shackled wrist and moved her other leg to do the same. There was no thought attached to her actions, only desire and need and the promise of a final end to their games. It was time to fuck, cock to cunt, deep, hard and primitive.