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“Yes, sir,” she said quietly, dropping her eyes to the floor.
She was intelligent. That was more than clear to me now. I’d have to be careful with this one. Maybe I’d underestimated her kind. Or more like, maybe I’d just miscalculated when it came to her.
I didn’t make a habit of underestimating my enemies and I most certainly wouldn’t make that mistake for the tiny human woman I’d claimed for myself.
Chapter Seven
Nina
He pulled on a shirt, covering up the tattoo that had held my attention for some time. My eyes had followed the outwardly meaningless twists and turns along his flesh. He seemed concerned about the fact that it had changed since yesterday. I didn’t know why he wanted to go to the medical bay, but I figured that I would find out soon. He pulled on a pair of thick socks and a heavy black pair of boots before he looked ready to leave.
I was biding my time. He’d shown me yesterday that he could be ruthlessly swift in the delivery of a punishment. I’d also learned that he didn’t dole them out without cause. When I followed his instructions, he had rewarded me with gentleness. He’d held me and had calmed my racing heart after I explored myself and what it felt like to ride him to completion. I didn’t want to admit it, but I had enjoyed it. I hated that I did. I dropped my eyes to the floor, ashamed of myself for giving in to his demands.
I’d enjoyed everything. Even his cruelty in the cargo hold. I still remember the feeling of his palm in between my thighs, the way he’d thrust into my wet pussy despite the fact that I’d been a virgin that morning. I still ached in between my legs and I had no doubt that I would for some time. Maybe even for days.
I didn’t want to test him right now. I had to learn more about him and where I was being held captive. I also had to figure out if I liked this new arrangement or if I could get away and take my freedom for myself. I had no home now. Earth had forsaken me. I didn’t know if the planet they had planned to sell me to would be any better than this. Hell, the aliens there could be even crueler. I could wear the mark of a slave for all I knew. For the moment, Vane was the best that I had. I just had to figure out my next move before I did anything rash.
With a very quiet sigh, I pressed my feet to the floor and climbed out of the bed. He passed me a black pair of leather slippers. I quietly pulled them on, grateful for the protection from the cold metal floor. I stood up before him, more than aware of my nakedness.
I couldn’t ignore the fact that the prospect of walking through the ship completely bare was doing strange things to my insides. I didn’t want to admit that I was wet just thinking about it right now. If he knew or could smell me, he didn’t say anything. I wanted to know if he could, but then I didn’t. I kept my lip
s pressed firmly together instead and tried to think of something else. I couldn’t.
He turned and walked out of the bedroom. I followed without him telling me to because I knew that was what he wanted. I hadn’t seen much of his quarters when he carried me in here and now, I saw that it was fairly utilitarian. There were no extra pretty pillows, blankets, or decorations in the combination kitchen and sitting room.
There was a gray leather couch and a coffee table made of steel right in front of it. There was nothing on the table. The kitchen was even more simple. The cabinets were painted a dull blue. The counters consisted of a smooth, dark metal surface. Only a small number of appliances were pushed back in the corners and I hadn’t the slightest clue as to what they did. A tall island had two tall chairs pushed beneath a narrow ledge.
“Come now. I can’t stay here all day. My men expect to see me,” he said, his voice firm. I moved to follow him out of his living space as he left. When the door slid shut behind me, I was well aware of the fact that I was still very naked, and he was entirely clothed. There was a man outside the door who passed his eyes over my bare form and I felt a shiver of desire at being inspected in such a manner. I turned away as quickly as I could, trailing a few feet behind Vane as he strode purposely down the hall of the ship.
He turned right, down another hall until he got to the end. There was a flight of stairs he pounded down that I took more gingerly than he did. With every step, my breasts bounced shamefully, no longer bound by a bra of any kind. I would have used my hands to stop their movements, but I was afraid of what Vane might say if he saw me covering myself like that. Instead, I just followed behind him without complaint.
He looked back at me, dragging his eyes up and down my nakedness and I blushed heavily as my nipples pebbled under his inspection. It felt so wrong to be kept entirely naked outside his chambers like this, though my pussy was much wetter now than it was when we left. He reached for me, offering me a hand as I descended the stairs. I took it, grateful for his help. I should have been more wary of his sudden change in behavior.
He pulled me toward him and slammed me up against the wall. With his knee, he forced my legs open as I whimpered in shock. Without pause, he pressed the fingers of his other hand between my thighs, sliding along my wetness and discovering my shameful secret for himself. With two fingers, he dragged my arousal over my clit and began to tease me with them. For a long moment, he slid those thick digits up and down my slickened folds, thoroughly coating himself with my wetness. I tried to stay quiet and not let him know that he was getting to me, but a soft moan escaped my lips anyway.
He took his fingers from my pussy and held them up in front of my face. I could see the evidence of my wetness all over his fingers.
“Look at this, soaking wet as I make you walk through my ship entirely naked and on display. You like it when I show you off like this, don’t you?” he questioned darkly. I bit my lip and his eyes narrowed, threatening me without even opening his mouth. I was left with no choice but to answer.
“Yes, sir,” I answered timidly. I couldn’t lie, not with my arousal glistening on his fingertips. He pressed those very same fingers between my lips and pushed them onto my tongue.
“Clean them off. If you do a very good job, I just might let you come for me,” he said next and I shuddered as the sweet taste of my own liquid heat spread across my tongue. I closed my mouth around his fingers and suckled him, ensuring that I cleaned off every trace of myself from his skin. When I was finished, he pulled them from my lips and pressed them back in between my thighs.
He pinched my clit hard and then he pushed the pads of his fingers firmly against my needy little bud. He used my wetness to tease and taunt me and before I knew it, I was rocking my hips in an effort to press more firmly into his touch. It was almost as if my body had a mind of its own.
In mere seconds, he’d taken me and turned me into a wet little mess.
“It’s possible someone might come along and see you writhing against the wall as I touch you. It’s even more likely that someone is going to hear you as I make you come for me,” he warned quietly, and I shuddered with pleasure as he toyed with me.
Everything he said was true. I whined softly as I thought about his words, feeling my pussy grow even wetter with every passing moment. I could feel it tighten with need as my clit hardened beneath his relentless fingers.
“Please,” I begged.
“You’re going to come for me. You’re going to come hard for me because you know that you don’t have a choice, isn’t that right, Nina,” he continued, and I trembled because I knew what he said was true. I knew that I couldn’t stop the release that he was forcing from my body, whether I wanted it or not.
To be honest, I didn’t know if I did. But that didn’t matter.
His fingers were ruthless as they edged me toward orgasm. I could feel it looming closer and closer the more he teased me. I could feel my desperation beginning to cut through me like a knife. I could feel myself beginning to lose control. For him.
