Desire's Prisoner

by Delilah Devlin

  “Christ, you learn fast.” Calandra dug her fingers into Evena’s hair as she writhed, her hips pumping. “Ohmygod, eat me,” she pleaded.

  Evena’s already-drenched pussy spasmed, producing a sucking sound. She smiled when she heard Adam’s groan, but she was too far gone to pay attention to him now. Calandra’s excitement was a drum beating a pulse and throbbing between her legs.

  She sank her face down between the vee of Calandra’s thighs and rolled her chin and mouth around her sopping pussy. She tasted. Salty, musky—like mine on Adam’s lips—but different.

  “Yes, yes. Oh, Christ, eat me,” Calandra keened, pumping her hips so vigorously, Evena gripped her ass to hold her pussy to her mouth.

  Evena’s own cunt moistened, pulsing as she licked along the seam of Calandra’s. Then Evena darted her tongue inside as far as she could reach. With her fingers, she pulled back the hood that protected the swollen clit and rubbed her fingers in vigorous circles.

  Calandra thrashed on the bed, and then she cried, “Please, please, please. I need his dick inside me.”

  Wanting to see that, too, Evena lifted her gaze to look at Adam. His head was lowered, his gaze as dark and intent as a raging bull. She lapped at Calandra’s pussy while she held his stare. Will he break before I ask him to do it?

  His jaw clenched, nostrils flaring. His hands clenched the back of the chair.

  Calandra bucked. “I need his dick. Now!”

  Satisfied Adam was leaving her in charge, Evena withdrew from the end of the bed. Looking down at him, she pointed toward the woman’s open thighs. “Check the fit.”

  Adam’s gaze never left hers as he stood, his cock impossibly huge, a drop of pre-ejaculate glistening at the tip.

  Evena reached a finger to wipe the drop from his dick, and then brought it to her mouth. “Mine,” she said, licking her finger clean, a warning in her eyes.

  Adam’s cheeks grew redder, his chest and shoulders rippling as he clenched his fists. “Tell me what you want,” he demanded, his voice hoarse.

  Evena mocked him with a raised eyebrow. “Fuck her doggie-style.” Did I just say that?

  He moved stiffly toward the bed.

  Her gaze fell to his cock. It really is mine to command. Excitement threatened to overcome her need to control.

  Adam knelt on the edge of the bed and grasped Calandra’s legs, flipping her to her stomach. She rose eagerly onto her knees.

  Pausing to check how she felt about the couple’s eagerness to comply, Evena decided her curiosity was too aroused to stop them now.

  Adam pulsed forward, his cock touching the woman’s asshole, and then glanced at Evena.

  His submission thrilled her. She shook her head, no.

  He pulsed forward again, this time touching the woman’s gaping pussy.

  Evena nodded and held her breath.

  He slammed forward, sheathing himself inside the woman’s cunt.

  Calandra yelped and tilted her hips higher to meet his thrusts.

  Evena noted with satisfaction that a good three inches of his cock remained unsheathed each time he pumped inside. Walking around behind them, she watched as his buttocks flexed, in and out, and imagined herself in Calandra’s place, receiving his powerful thrusts. She laid a hand on his ass and followed his movement; the muscle beneath her palm shuddered slightly at the end of each thrust.

  Calandra looked over her shoulder. “Evena, join us.” She gasped as he lunged forward, spearing her again.

  Curiosity ruled Evena’s actions. At Calandra’s urging, Evena walked to the head of the bed and seated herself with her back against the wall, her knees drawn up and splayed wide. She held her breath.

  Calandra sank her face into Evena’s pussy and began licking and sucking as Adam pumped into her from behind, her head bobbing in time to his thrusts.

  Adam stared at Evena’s spread thighs, and his hips pistoned faster, the sound of his belly slapping Calandra’s ass creating an indescribable excitement inside Evena. She raised her hands to her breasts and squeezed them, almost painfully, as Calandra sucked hard on her clit.

  Suddenly, Calandra stiffened, and she threw back her head with a loud bellow, an orgasm shuddering through her. When her release ended, she fell to the side of the mattress, pulling away from Adam’s cock.

  Adam stared at Evena, whose thighs were still spread wide.

  Her gaze dropped to his cock—red, veined, and glistening.

  “Yours, you commanded,” he said, bending to catch her ankles and pulling her down the bed toward him.

  Evena fell back onto the mattress, and her gaze locked with his. “Fuck me.”

  Hooking his forearms beneath her knees, he raised her butt from the bed and plunged into her with a yell.

  Hot, roiling tension began to build in her, radiating from her belly to her pussy as he pumped his hips, slamming deeper and deeper inside.

  Calandra crawled to her, taking the nearest breast into her mouth, clamping onto the nipple, suctioning it, and strafing it with her teeth. A hand crept lower until her fingers found Evena’s clit, and she plucked and rolled it between her fingers.

  Surrendering completely to their loving, Evena arched her back off the bed as a wave of sensation unfurled in her belly, and her vagina tightened around Adams’ cock, milking it.

  With a roar, he spilled his seed into her, washing her in a warm tide.

  As Evena fought back to consciousness, she heard Calandra giggle.

  “Captain McClure, I didn’t know you had it in you. God, I’m exhausted.” She slumped beside her on the bed, an arm flung across Evena’s belly.

  Adam stretched out on her other side, a hand beneath his head, his chest still dragging in ragged lungfuls of air. His outstretched arm landed on the mattress above her head, and she raised her neck for him to slip it beneath her.

  Sandwiched between two warm bodies, Evena drifted into sleep.

  *

  Adam awoke in the dark to the sweet sensation of two tongues licking his balls.

  A small hand wrapped around his ripening cock, and one of the women giggled. Calandra, he remembered.

  “He’s awake,” she whispered.

  “Never mind. Let’s suck him off,” Evena said.

  In a second, Adam’s dick hardened to stone. The woman’s aura of command, especially in bedroom matters, was the ultimate aphrodisiac. Accustomed to leading, giving control to Evena to do what she pleased was pure torment. To find her also directing the other woman’s actions left him a little nervous.

  Tongues resumed their sweet torture, sliding along his length, pausing to mate noisily along the way while he waited, impatient for them to remember he was the object of their quest. Then they parted, one heading back to his balls, the other licking a wet, hot path upwards to curve around the ridged head of his cock. Heaven.

  Adam’s head slammed against the pillow, and he lifted his hips from the bed. Lips below mouthed his testicles, then sucked them inside a steaming hot mouth to bathe them with a vigorous tonguing. Lips above sank around his cock, suctioning as they pulled upward, strafing him lightly with teeth. Unable to hold still, he returned shallow thrusts.

  Needing to do some touching of his own, he reached for the women, finding their heads, but they pushed aside his hands.

  The women shifted on the bed, and Adam held his breath, dying to know what they would do next.

  The bed dipped beside his head, and at the same time, warm thighs straddled his hips. Heat from a fragrant pussy settled over his face as another slid down the pole of his sex. With a groan, Adam lifted his face to rub it in the moist flesh poised above his mouth, circling his bearded chin over the woman’s clit. Her taste was unfamiliar…Calandra.

  Evena was playing on his cock. Her hips circled, grinding down on his dick, and then she pumped in short, hard strokes that rubbed her clit in the wiry hair framing his sex.

  “Give me your breasts,” Calandra said, and Adam felt the women lean toward each other, followed by Evena�
�s gasp and the wet, sucking sounds Calandra made as she latched onto a nipple. He could only imagine Evena’s expression, picture her first flight of abandonment as a woman sucked on her tits, and she used his cock like a dildo to pleasure herself. I’m in Hell. How to wrest back control?

  Remove one from the equation.

  Evena’s hips pumped faster on him, and Adam renewed his assault on Calandra’s cunt, tonguing her clit as he slipped two fingers inside her. She reared back, urging him deeper. Cupping his hand, he slowly inserted his fist, and Calandra ceased moving, her thighs trembling against his cheeks. He started to withdraw.

  “No, don’t stop,” she pleaded and pushed backward, taking his fist deeper inside, her vaginal walls rippling around his fingers.

  A-hah! I almost have you.

  Then a hand closed around his balls, rolling them inside their sack, squeezing gently. Feet planted in the mattress, Adam bucked beneath Evena, and then started a pounding rhythm of his own.

  Evena countered his strokes, her breath coming in short, throaty grunts.

  Calandra moaned and pumped her hips while Adam gave up precision for fluttering flicks of his tongue in the vicinity of her clit. When her orgasm hit, the walls tightened around his hand, pulsing in time to the chorus of her moans. “Oh, oh, oh….”

  The spasms ended, and Adam gave her pussy one last kiss then lifted her off his face. Evena had stopped moving on his dick, and her harsh breathing indicated she needed him to take over the strenuous work.

  He smiled, ready to wreak revenge. “Oh, Calandra, love,” Adam prompted.

  “Hmmm, pirate?”

  “Are you up to helping Evena find her bliss?”

  “Sure,” she replied, her voice hoarse. “Just tell me what you want me to do.”

  Chapter Six

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  Evena panted, using her breathing to calm her racing heart, but Adam’s voice, low and intimate in the dark, along with his huge erection, caused her belly and thighs to tremble with excitement.

  She waited while he instructed Calandra. The timber of their voices—one dark and rumbling, the other light and flirtatious—made her lose the train of their conversation.

  “Climb off me, Evena,” Adam said. His hands at her waist assisted her as she awkwardly complied with his commands. “Turn around, love. Back up to me. Now, bend over.”

  Vulnerable and exposed, she felt more moisture dampen her pussy. Ripening heat in her belly grew to a raging blaze when his hands caressed her ass.

  “Spread your legs, love.”

  She widened her stance.

  His hands brushed down the inside of her thighs. “More.”

  She widened them farther, feeling her labial lips open wide. Cool air licked her tender inner flesh.

  Thank God, it’s dark. Or I would never have the courage to surrender to them both. Waiting for their next moves was an agony of suspense.

  Supporting herself on her quivering arms, Evena gasped when Calandra slid beneath her tummy on her back, her soft hair brushing Evena’s belly. “Ready when you are, pirate,” she said.

  “Now,” he replied.

  Please, please, please let it be now. Evena felt him slide partway inside her at the same time Calandra blew air against Evena’s exposed clit. Her thighs shook.

  Adam slid out, then back in, slowly, twisting his hips to circle inside her.

  Calandra’s warm breath continued to blow over her, and her hand sought Evena’s breast, palming it.

  They were going to drive her mad, slowly torture her. I won’t beg. I won’t… Evena leaned into Calandra’s hand, urging her silently to deepen the caress. Calandra flicked her thumb over Evena’s nipple, and Evena moaned. But that was as far as the caress went.

  Suddenly, wet, warm liquid trickled into the crease of her ass, followed by Adam’s large thumb rubbing it over her asshole.

  A shudder rocked her, so great was her anticipation. Adam gave her another shallow thrust of his cock, and Evena waited with bated breath for him to unleash a storm.

  “Ready, little girl?” he asked.

  “Please, Adam,” she begged, her inner walls already convulsing around his cock.

  He lunged forward, burying himself deep inside her cunt while sliding two fingers inside her ass.

  Unbearably full, she sobbed.

  Then Calandra sucked hard against her clit.

  Heat, fingers, tongue, and cock overwhelmed Evena, spiraling her downward until her only conscious thought was the desperate need to climb the precipice. With her breath coming in ragged gasps, her voice grunting in time to the rapid staccato of Adam’s pistoning hips, she exploded, soaring over. She collapsed onto Calandra.

  The woman wriggled from beneath her, laughing. “You nearly smothered me to death,” she complained, cheerily.

  Evena groaned, too overcome to speak, still full with Adam’s raging erection.

  Calandra pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “I’ll leave you two alone. Thanks for sharing, Evena.”

  Evena murmured drowsily, aware of the rustle of clothing in the dark, and then the slide of the door as the other woman left.

  Warm lips glided along the side of her neck. “I’m not finished with you.”

  Evena groaned again. “I beg to differ. You’ve finished me off.”

  He laughed, a rumble that jerked his cock inside her.

  Evena’s toes curled. “You’re inhuman.”

  He withdrew his erection in a long, slow slide.

  Evena murmured an unintelligible protest at the loss of his warmth and the connection.

  He rolled her to her back, and then lowered his body until she was blanketed by him. Sliding a leg between hers, he pushed hers open, settling inside them, his cock resting, wet and heavy on her belly. His hands tenderly smoothed her hair from her face. “Don’t you know you’re made for me?”

  Evena conceded that was probably true, but that fact wouldn’t do either of them any good. She was going home. Biting her lip, she was glad for the darkness as a tear trickled down the side of her face. Try as she might, she couldn’t deny the longing growing inside to give herself to this man, body and soul. Instead of speaking, she raised her lips, finding his unerringly, kissing him with all the want in her heart.

  Adam gently entered her, rocking in an even rhythm, comforting, yet inflaming the banked fire of her passion.

  She raised her legs to circle his waist, holding him tight to her, and together, they found sweet release.

  *

  The overhead lights flickered dimly, mimicking the early morning light of Earth. Evena squinted against it. For once, she’d slept the night through without a single emergency demanding her attention.

  Strong arms tightened around her waist, and Evena realized she was laying spoon-fashion with Adam warming her back. She snuggled closer.

  “You do realize, she will never suit,” Adam murmured near her ear.

  “She?” Evena asked, her mind still full of cobwebs.

  “Calandra. She doesn’t fit.”

  Evena knew in an instant they were back on the subject of mate-finding for the irascible pirate. She stiffened in his arms. “And why not? She’s beautiful,” she grumbled.

  “Three inches of me were still left over after I was seated inside her.”

  Coarsely put, but true. Evena stiffened. While their little ménage a trois had been a nice experiment, she did not want to share cozy threesomes with every woman aboard the ship until Adam found one who was his perfect “fit.”

  “Just how do you propose we find a woman who does…fit, that is? We only have seven days.”

  “We begin our interviews today. The first part of the process is the physical.”

  “Physical? As in examination?”

  “Yes. Doc will ascertain every woman’s fertility. I could ask him to do an internal exam to measure the length of their channels.”

  Outraged, Evena sputtered. “Measure their channels? How revolting.”

  “I wouldn’t make every wom
an do it. Only those who wish to be considered for my mate.”

  Evena attempted to rise from the bed, but his arms held her like a steel cage. “Not no—hell, no! I won’t condone it.”

  “I’m only thinking of their welfare, my dear,” he continued, his voice annoyingly reasonable. “If I should forget myself in a moment of passion, I might do my woman harm. Of course, the men might like to know their circumference, as well.”

  “What?” she asked, her voice rising as his meaning became clear. She felt his chest shaking against her back. “You were joking, right?”

  Loud guffaws rumbled from behind her. “Heaven help me, but you’re priceless.”

  “Bastard!”

  “Yes, I expect I am.” His cock nudged her buttocks.

  Without a word, Evena opened her legs.

  When he slid between, he grazed her cunt.

  Evena gasped.

  “Are you sore?” he murmured.

  “A little,” she replied, feeling a little unnerved and very feminine.

  His fingers dipped between her legs, pressing into her cunt. “You’re awfully warm. Still swollen. I’m afraid we’ll have to wait a while for you to recover, sweetheart.”

  “Sorry,” she said, disappointed, but happy he intended to make love again.

  “Don’t be. I’m guessing you haven’t indulged in wild orgies with pirates for some time.”

  “You’re right about that,” she replied wryly.

  “Well, I suppose the thing to do now is rouse my crew from their beds and get started.”

  “What about you?”

  “What about me?”

  She turned in his arms. “Are you sore?”

  Adam eyed her warily. Of course he wasn’t sore, but the slant of her eyes told him she planned something. “I feel perfectly well.”

  She smiled a woman’s smile and reached for his cock. It pulsed within her hand. “Eager for attention, is he?”

  Hiding a smile, he grunted. “Ask him.”

  Evena grinned. “I think I will.” She scooted down the bed until her face was even with his erection.

  Adam held his breath, excited and wary of what she would do next.