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“What do you think, boys? Is this ass red enough or shall I make it redder?” Taraik teased and Roan laughed quietly behind me.
“Or, shall I spank this deliciously naughty cunt instead,” he said darkly, and I gasped at his words. He wouldn’t, would he? He reached in between my legs with his entire hand, forcing my legs wider than ever. His palm rested against my wet folds and I couldn’t help but shiver at the power of it. It was as if in that moment, he owned my pussy.
His touch left my skin and he patted it gently, as if he was warning me of what was to come. My pussy clenched with excitement and my entire body buzzed with electricity, my passion for more building with each passing second.
My heart jumped into my throat as his palm left my pussy. He slapped my folds gently, just hard enough to sting and my breath whooshed out of my lungs in a single breath.
Holy shit.
I wasn’t prepared for how good it felt. The initial sting was sharp, but it forced me to be entirely focused on his dominance. After a few seconds, the pain molded into something far more pleasurable and I shivered at its intensity. My clit pulsed with a renewed fire and I breathed out with shaky ecstasy.
And then he slapped my pussy again.
I could hardly stand the heat cascading through my body. My body felt feverishly hot and I could do nothing to push it away. As time went by, my temperature kept climbing and no matter what I did, I couldn’t fight my rampant desire.
God. I wanted more.
He smacked my pussy a total of five times and by the end, my folds were stinging, but my pleasure far outweighed the pain. I knew I was extremely wet because each time his palm had connected with my flesh, the moist sound echoed loudly throughout the room for everyone to hear.
I heard the chairs move behind me and knew the others were coming to join Taraik and me. Hands descended onto my skin and I didn’t know who they belonged to. Someone took my hair into their fingers and gripped it with a fist, pulling my hair and my head backwards.
My eyes nearly rolled back in my head and I shivered with pleasure. It hurt, but in the most delicious way imaginable. I let them take control of me because it was what I needed.
Gone were thoughts of Kaze. Gone were the memories of Neil and what he had done to me. Instead, it was just me and the four Vakarrans holding me captive. It was only us. My heart pounded in my chest and Taraik’s fingers slipped back down to my clit, where he began circling my needy bud. He pinched it softly, increasing the pressure on i
t until I thought I was ready to burst.
“Would you like to come, little dove?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whimpered, my breath hot. “Please let me come,” I begged then.
His only response was to pinch my clit harder and I couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Come,” he commanded.
And I did. Fiery hot ecstasy washed over me, pulling me into a powerful riptide of passion, pain, and pleasure. My muscles shook and tensed with the intensity of it, and my skin blazed hot, my blood roaring through my veins.
I moaned low, the sound growing louder as my release took complete hold of me until I was screaming with it. My pussy clenched around empty air and Taraik pressed two large fingers straight into my entrance. They danced inside me, stroking my channel and pressing against my g-spot, throwing me into an even stronger whirlpool of pleasure as a second orgasm crashed over me.
I screamed, I begged, and I pleaded, but there was no escape for the ecstasy that had a complete hold of me. I was forced to experience each and every decadent second of my release until at last, it slowly began to fade away, leaving my body pulsing with powerful aftershocks of desire. I simply lay over Taraik’s lap, completely spent and relaxed.
He slowly pulled his fingers from my pussy and I groaned almost in disappointment as I closed my eyes. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me up and into his chest. Fingers stroked my skin and my scalp, lulling me into a state of relaxation like I’d never experienced before. For the first time in a very long while, I felt safe.
Entirely safe.
There was no pain. No icy blackness to tear me away into a volley of terrible memories. I’d never felt more alive than I did in that moment and the fact that I felt that way while in the arms of four Vakarrans, a species that was supposed to be my mortal enemy left me feeling entirely astounded. It made me speechless.
I’d been led to believe that they were cruel, evil beings, but these four most certainly were not. That much was becoming increasingly obvious.
“Now that’s a good girl,” Taraik whispered and I couldn’t hold back the smile that immediately appeared on my lips at his words. He drew back and kissed my forehead gently and I felt something for him then. Tentatively, I opened my heart to him, just a little bit. Lifting my head, I gazed back at Roan, then Xandaar, and then Zac. All three of them were staring at me with a very obvious and clear appreciation. In fact, they all had what appeared to be lovestruck grins on their faces.
Even Taraik.
Zac went over and got me a small glass of wine, which I quickly swallowed down. My throat felt raw, a clear indication that I had probably screamed my pleasure way more than I had realized. My heart settled into a steady rhythm and eventually, I whispered my thanks.
Taraik’s arms squeezed around me and he pressed his cheek against the top of my head.
“I know what you need, little dove. We’ll take care of you,” he murmured, and I snuggled even closer against him. I believed every word.
