Righteous Fury (To Protect and Service Book 2)
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“Did you pay him to smuggle an Alt-Earthling for you?”
“Does it matter?” Darkness flittered beneath Maaguum’s flirtatious smile. “Here, confiscate my weapon. It’s all the proof you’ll need.”
Vendeen accepted the proffered pistol and jumped when it fell to pieces in his hand. Maaguum tittered at the reaction, and after a moment, Vendeen laughed with him. “So much for studying your amazing weapon design.”
“You’ve stolen my heart. I can’t allow you to steal my secrets too, naughty boy.”
Vendeen continued laughing all the way to Maaguun’s ship, to his devoted admirer’s delight.
Chapter Twenty-two
With the exception of Laaruu and Daagiis, the Paatiin returned to their space. The rest flew to the lawgiver station with the rescued women and children.
Debate raged for a couple of weeks about what to do with the Alt-Earthlings. Kimi was relieved when a few representatives, including Stacy and Anna—previously known as Preggers and Bared Teeth—took part in determining their future.
At length, a plan to send them home was hammered out. The abductees agreed to having their memories as Hanos’s prisoners erased. They would wake on Earth with no knowledge of what had happened to them, able to restart their lives without the trauma they now suffered. It was hoped that those who had fled into catatonia would awaken to their former selves as well.
The pregnant females would be the last to return. They would give birth, have the terrible ordeal removed from their memories, and be sent home.
Rather than living among the Gilotheans and eventually moving on to their own colony, which had been the initial plan, the infants and toddlers would also be taken to Earth. An agreement was made with the Paatiin through Laaruu for that part. The face-changing race had established several false identities on Kimi’s world, for the purpose of recruiting willing slaves. Operatives would see to it the children would be taken in by agencies which could place them in loving homes. Their safety and well-being would be monitored closely for several years, to give them the chance at fulfilling lives.
Considering how well Daagiis had infiltrated their government not so long ago, Kimi and Raven were satisfied with the solution. Through Laaruu, Kimi gained Saazeer’s personal guarantee in a binding contract that secret guardians would watch out for the children until they were no longer needed.
At last, with the final details ironed out and everyone in agreement, the time had come for Kimi to leave for Paatuun with Laaruu. Despite her joy in going home with her Paatiin master and the exciting prospect of working as his assistant, Kimi’s was tearful when she said goodbye to Raven. Her honorary sister was equally weepy when they embraced in the bay where Laaruu’s ship waited.
“Take care of yourself,” Raven whispered.
“You too. No more life-threatening adventures, right?”
“Haven’t you met Vendeen?”
Kimi laughed. The judge had erased Hanos from the Consolidated Collective, but hunting his former lackeys had become the new focus for the vengeful Gilothean. He wouldn’t relax until the vermin had been wiped out.
“You’ll keep him safe. Remember to do the same for yourself.”
“You too…but if you have to go in with guns blazing, I’ll expect a piece of that.” Raven’s dark eyes twinkled with mischief.
“I hear you. Fight the good fight.”
“Always. We may not have badges anymore, but we’re still doing our part to keep the law.”
They’d agreed long ago on another world, it was what they’d been born for: to protect the innocent and the righteous. Though they’d ended up in a far different place to do that work, Kimi was grateful they’d found a kind of peace in their hearts, if not in their environments.
* * * *
Wiping her tear-streaked cheeks, Kimi sat on the bench next to Laaruu in his ship. Seconds later, they were in open space.
“Do you love me?” he asked suddenly. “You said you did when I was about to be killed.”
KImi looked him over before answering. He was stunning, with his black hair and turquoise eyes, perfect features, incredible body. Beyond the superficial, he was an arrogant but fiercely upstanding creature. An uncompromising bastard when she brought out her equally uncompromising bitch.
She thought about all they’d been through together and the future they would share.
She stood and stripped. Laaruu watched. A smile—not a leer, no smugness, but an honest-to-goodness adoring smile—spread as she knelt at his feet.
“I love you…Master.”
He leaned forward to kiss her with gentleness. With love. “Thank you, my darling.”
Kimi brushed her fingertips over his face, down his throat. His chest. His stomach. She paused at his waist. “May I serve you?”
“Of course.”
A thrill rang through her. She knew what to do, but he had forgotten an important activity. “Does my master wish to discipline his slave? I wish to be reminded of how we conduct ourselves when we’re not destroying our enemies.”
“You are more perfect than I could have hoped for. Rise and hold onto the overhead bin handles.”
Kimi did so, turning to present her rear to him. She gripped the handles of the bins across from where Laaruu was seated.
He didn’t punish her immediately, choosing to rub her ass with the air of a man worshipping a religious icon. His touch sparked eagerness, making her wet. His mouth against her cheeks, kissing reverently, left her moaning.
He spent several minutes lavishing affection thus, but it ended all too soon. With a gratified sigh, Laaruu stood to rummage in an overhead bin. Kimi closed her eyes, refusing to see what he chose to discipline her with. Whatever it was, it would be the proper instrument.
She shivered as leather thongs whispered over her shoulders, her back, her buttocks. He’d chosen the flogger. A warm rush between her legs betrayed her anticipation. Laaruu sniffed appreciatively.
The first strike was light, almost playful. The leather strips curled about her hip, a stinging caress. Laaruu continued the easy, languorous flogging; a strike didn’t happen until Kimi had the opportunity to appreciate the previous hit, to let its bite announce itself and the heat of the hurt sink in. As the minutes passed, the tiny smarts on her ass and thighs added up. Kimi couldn’t help but hop from foot to foot as delicious anguish spread like wildfire. Her breaths escaped in growing whimpers as the suffering increased.
“Dance for me. Dance for your master.”
Pops of torment flared brighter. The burning drove deep. Then the strange twist; the throbs receded, replaced by a pleasurable pulsing. Each twinge communicated directly to her clit. Euphoria sent Kimi out of her body, where nothing could harm her, yet arousal rose with exquisite emphasis. Her moans changed tune.
“There you are.” Laaruu tossed aside the flogger to cup her buttocks and massage the sensitive flesh, sending fresh pain-not-pain galloping through her. “Feel the pleasure agony brings. Enjoy your master’s gift.”
Kimi groaned. Her head fell back, pillowed on his shoulder as he rubbed the punishment in deeper. She surrendered, heart, mind and body, as she’d never known she could. He kissed her and slid his fingers against her slit, making her cry out as desire jolted from his touch.
“So wet for me. I’m proud of you. On your knees. My cock needs your warmth.”
He stripped quickly, sitting down on the bench. Kimi lowered herself to the floor and crawled to him, her gaze focused on the thick shaft standing stiff from his groin.
She worshipped the length with her mouth, wetting it with passionate kisses. The soft smoothness of his skin stretched over iron strength thrilled her. He was hot, feverishly so. She licked delicately at the fine spiderweb of veins, delighting in his sighs.
She grasped the base in both hands and kissed the flared crown of him. His flavor was salty-sweet, and she tasted him thoroughly before enclosing half of him. She rubbed her tongue on the underside as she went down, pride filling he
r when he groaned. She bobbed until she held only his head, then she took him deeper.
Little by little, swallowing a bit more of her master each time, serving him. The tension in his legs, his quickening breaths, the small sounds he uttered told her how well she pleasured him. It fed her excitement. Her pussy grew wetter, and the ache between her legs became profounder by the moment. The urge to put her hands between her legs, to press her fingers inside herself, to stroke her clit was unbearable, but Kimi wouldn’t dare. It might take her attention from Laaruu. At that instant, his joy superseded her own. In doting on him, she increased the ardor that left her moaning. She sucked him ever harder.
“Enough,” he grunted when his manhood jerked and warning drops of precum coated Kimi’s tongue. “Lean back. Present your breasts to me. They beg to be spanked.”
Reluctantly, Kimi released his cock, but not because of the discipline he promised. She enjoyed sucking him too much to want to stop. She did as she was told, however, replacing her disappointment with anticipation.
“I love these,” he sighed, cupping them first. “So sensitive.” He tugged on her nipples, pinching hard to bring a reaction. Kimi cried out as sharp pain shot into her breasts, which transformed into exhilaration as it bulleted straight to her clit. She cried out again when he slapped them, sending incredible heat into her.
Laaruu was cruel and tender in turns. He pinched, testing her obedience to his harsh whims. The following instant, he kissed the hurt away, doting on her breasts with great care. Then came the smarting nips from his teeth. Next, seductive licking that set her flesh in goosebumps. Finally, open-handed swats.
He tested and rewarded without reason. Kimi reveled in the punishment and gift that was his unwavering attentiveness, growing wetter and more eager for whatever he wished to do to her. Her cunt convulsed with each touch, whether rough or gentle. Her insides were an inferno, burning hotter for Laaruu with each passing second.
“My darling. My love,” Laaruu breathed. He pulled her up and kissed her with passion. Then he picked her up and settled her on the bench. He kissed her from head to toe, going slow, taking his turn to worship. Then he moved up once more, ending at her pussy. Without a pause, he lavished her sex with adoration.
Kimi’s guts clenched at the astounding sensation of his tongue exploring her. Every fold, her entrance, her clit—all were ravished with enthusiastic attention, driving her closer to orgasm. When Laaruu pressed something hard and slick into her back passage, it added to the bliss riding her. She yielded to the invasion eagerly, even when a thicker portion strained the taut muscle. A moment later, the bulbous end of the plug popped into her, seating the device within.
Though his actions were tender, Laaruu was merciless as he encouraged Kimi’s need to climax. Somehow, he intuited when she moved close to gratification. At those moments, he slowed pleasuring her so that she hung at a certain point and ventured no closer to deliverance. Only when the frantic want eased, when she was no longer on the brink of coming, would he increase his efforts again, urging her toward sweet obliteration once more.
Craving grew its strongest yet when he drove two fingers into her cunt, simultaneously sucking her clit and darting his tongue over its tip. Kimi’s whole being coalesced on her sex’s riotous clamor, on the violent yearning to reach orgasm. He had to let her. Had to, or she would die.
Just as she was beginning to crest, however, Laaruu withdrew his wondrous mouth. The pace he worked her womanhood with slowed, stopped. Kimi teetered on the edge of explosion—and the imminence of it receded, leaving her aching and desperate.
“Master!” she choked. A cry of agony escaped.
He punished her for the slight complaint, spanking her pussy hard. She wailed, but kept her legs wide for his just discipline. When he was done, he licked her cream from his hand. Then he ate her pussy again, bringing her to the brink of orgasm. When he moved away, leaving her unsatisfied once more, Kimi bit her lips together to keep from objecting. She settled for begging him with her gaze.
He refused to answer or acknowledge her longing. Laaruu waited until her breathing quieted, for her to stop writhing. Only then did he resume his torturous devotions on her clit, working her into a frenzy again. A frenzy he would not satisfy.
Too crazed to care about his penalties, Kimi sobbed for release. She begged him fuck her in any way he wished. “Please fuck your pussy! Fuck this ass! Please Master!” Even when he spanked her desperate cunt again, she couldn’t stop pleading. Laaruu continued to bring her close to climax, only to deny her and punish her anew.
It wasn’t until Kimi gave up her entreaties, surrendering to the realization that her master might not allow her to come, that Laaruu showed any sign of pity. He crouched over her, his cock in his fist, aiming for her trembling womanhood.
“Thank you, Master. Thank you, thank you,” she jabbered, though he’d said nothing about permitting her to climax. She screamed her gratitude as he pushed into her. She screamed again when he plunged in with a single thrust, taking her all at once. The fullness of the plug in her ass tightened her around him. The ache was exquisite, and almost enough to send her into orgasm.
Laaruu wasn’t gentle, pinning her wrists over her head as he pumped between her legs. He went at a slow pace that kept her anxious for more. Final ecstasy eluded her. Orgasm was within sight, but teasingly out of reach.
Her master showed no regard for her fraught state. He didn’t look at her strained face. Instead, he watched his cock plunge into her and emerge glistening, over and over. He used her pussy—no, his pussy, it belonged to him—witnessing how it submitted to him. Proprietary contentment hung about Laaruu as he seized fulfillment from his acquisition.
He fucked her slowly, steadily, prolonging his enjoyment and Kimi’s torment. Occasionally, he’d pause to ground in tight circles against her, delivering profound awareness to her cunt and clit, until she sobbed with want. Laaruu took his leisure, insisting on every iota of satisfaction he could lay claim to.
At last, he withdrew, pulling his livid shaft from her clutching sex. “You may turn over and put your ass in the air for my use,” he said.
Shaking, Kimi obeyed. Each shift of movement made her sex clench vainly for something to allow it to achieve orgasm. She moaned as she pillowed her forehead on her arms, her hips thrust up to meet her master’s command.
He pulled the butt plug from her. His broad crown, bigger than the largest part of the plug, pressed against her taut opening. Overwhelmed with need as she was, Kimi found it difficult to relax for the invasion. Laaruu bore into her anyway, his grip harsh on her hips, shoving to the base of himself with one determined lunge.
The pain was enthralling, delicious in a way that pure pleasure could never approach. Kimi squalled as Laaruu pounded against her, but she drove onto him with matching force.
Tenderness was gone. They rutted like animals, primitive with lust and longing. Kimi’s senses reeled in the confusing maelstrom of agony and ecstasy, her body opening to both with equal eagerness. Her cries were constant, pitching high each time Laaruu’s groin met her ass with the sound of a whip cracking.
He rode her without mercy, hurting and rousing her, driving her toward the peak. When she reached its summit, he captured her clit between thumb and finger, rubbing.
“Come for me.”
Kimi’s surroundings disappeared in a blaze of white. Her world was thunder and lightning, as if she’d been trapped within a storm. As if she were the storm, roiling and blasting wrath in all directions. The tempest raged for an eternity. When she thought it was nearly spent, the voice of her master spoke.
“Again.”
Her strength renewed, and all was obliterated again. And again, until the fury was depleted.
She settled, easing in the gorgeously aching aftermath of her eruption. On top of her, Laaruu groaned. His cock jolted in her, jetting warmth.
They remained that way for a long while, Kimi fairly purring with contentment under her Paatiin blanket. He
kissed her ear.
“Forever, Master?”
“Forever, my darling slave.”
THE END
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