by Lolita Lopez
He dragged his fingers down the seam of her pussy to test whether she was enjoying herself. His fingertips came away shiny with her slick heat. She breathed shakily when his fingers moved lower and brushed her clit. The muscles in her back and thighs tensed as he drew a slow, teasing circle around the firm nub.
Deciding he had done enough teasing, he dragged a chair closer with his bare foot and sat down on it. He was now eye-level with her cunt. Grabbing the fronts of her thighs, he held her firmly in place before licking a long swipe. She squealed with shock and tried to wiggle away, but he was stronger and she didn’t stand a chance.
He didn’t often eat pussy. When he did visit a poppy, he was more interested in being served. He was there for relaxation and stress relief. Every now and then, he was in a more playful mood, but not often.
With Ella, he couldn’t get enough. If he were lucky, she would let him go down on her every night. Giving her pleasure and making her come undone in that wild way of hers did more to relax him than any blowjob ever had. There was something about making her happy that released that knot of tension he seemed to always carry.
“Raze,” she moaned breathlessly. “Raze.”
He groaned against her pussy, his tongue stabbing deep inside before sliding lower to lap at her clit. Still holding tight to one thigh, he let his other hand follow the curve of her belly and chest until he palmed a full, heavy breast. He pinched her nipple, not hard enough to hurt but enough to make her hiss. Working her nipple, he concentrated his tongue right where she needed it. He could feel her trembling as he licked and suckled and made an absolute mess of her.
“Please don’t stop,” she begged. One of her hands flew back to grip his wrist, and he did exactly as she asked. He didn’t stop. Not when her climax hit. Not when it began to fade. And definitely not when she started to come again.
Her keening whine made his dick ache. He wanted to bury himself inside her and fuck her until they were both lightheaded and panting. She slumped against the table when he finally pulled his face away from her. He dragged his mouth across her bottom, nipping at her soft skin and making her gasp.
She pushed up onto her hands and turned to face him. Her eyes were dark with lust, and a sheen of sweat glistened on her naked body. Licking her lips, she knelt on the table and started unbuckling his belt. She unbuttoned his pants and lowered the zipper before pushing his pants and boxer-briefs down his hips, her hands shaking with excitement and need.
“Fuck, Ella,” he groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she swallowed his cock on the first try. Eyes closed, he pumped into her willing mouth. She stroked him with one hand and flicked her tongue around the sensitive head. When he bumped the back of her throat, he held his breath and tried not to lose it. She was too damn good at this, and he wasn’t ready to come yet.
Pulling out of her mouth, he swiped his thumb along her pouty lower lip. “Lady’s choice. On your knees. On your back. On my lap. You decide how you want it.”
She grinned up at him and turned around, wiggling her butt and glancing over her shoulder. “I want it like this.”
Cock in hand, he stepped up to the edge of the table and dragged the head of his shaft between her labia. He lined up and pressed gently into her. Taking his time, he entered her completely and retreated. A few more rounds of that and she was practically begging for his cock.
When he started a faster pace, she gripped the table and pushed back to meet his thrusts. The snug fit was unbelievable. He wanted to fuck her hard and fast and deep, but held back a little. She was so petite, and he didn’t want to injure her by losing control and taking her like a rutting beast.
The more she pushed back and moaned, the harder it was for him to hold back. He grasped a handful of her hair, winding it around his fingers, and dragged her into an upright position. Still speared on his cock, she was trapped against his chest while he thrusted up into her. He reached down between her legs and found her clit, rubbing it the way he had learned she liked best.
“Are you going to come for me again?” he whispered heatedly against her ear.
“Yes.”
Pulling more tightly on her hair, he changed the angle of her body, and she cried out as his cock nudged that sensitive spot in her pussy. Her quickening breaths heralded her climax. He stopped holding back and let her have what she needed and he wanted. She came yelling his name, and he fucked right through the spasms of her core before his own climax punched the air right out of his lungs.
Shaking and trying to catch his breath, he enjoyed the aftershocks as she rocked up and down on his shaft, milking him to the last drop. Drawing free from her body, he tugged up his pants and tucked his deflating erection back into them. Remembering the bridal collar in his pocket, he retrieved and opened it.
With her back to him, Ella didn’t know what he had in hand. Very gently, he turned her around and set her on the edge of the table. She gazed up at him, her expression relaxed and sleepy. He kissed her, pressing his mouth to hers in a lingering, tender way.
When he pulled away, she dropped her gaze and seemed to notice the collar for the first time. Her gaze jumped back to his, her eyes wide with surprise and hope. Lifting her chin with his thick forefinger, he said, “Don’t ever doubt yourself again, Ella. You’re exactly the woman I want.”
Carefully, he wrapped the collar around her neck and buckled it. She touched it and glanced shyly up at him. Cupping the back of her neck, he lowered his forehead until it touched hers. Wanting to make it crystal clear, he said, “I stole you—and I’m fucking keeping you.”
She wrapped her arms around him and clung tightly, her soft lips pressing into his neck. He closed his eyes as he held her and silently vowed to find a way to keep his promise. Somehow, some way, he would keep her.
Chapter Sixteen
“I think this is the last box.”
Ella looked back at Raze as he came into their new quarters with a large box in his arms. “It should be. We didn’t have that much.”
“Well, I’m sure you’ll fill our new home up quickly,” he teased, putting the box down on the floor. “Just not a lot of plants,” he said, making a face. “Venom and Vicious have them in their quarters, and they make me sneeze.”
“I tried having plants once. It didn’t go well,” she admitted. “First, I overwatered them and then I didn’t give them enough water. It was a disaster. Dizzy was exasperated by the whole experience.”
Raze’s laugh echoed in their mostly empty new home. She smiled at the sound and melted back into him when he put his hands on her shoulders and gave them a squeeze. He rested his chin on top of her head and embraced her from behind. “I think we’ll be happy here.”
Closing her eyes, she hoped he was right. After all her complaining and arguing those first few hours after being rescued, she couldn’t imagine going back now. Two weeks with Raze, and she never wanted to leave his side. This wasn’t the plan she had made for herself, but it felt right to be here with him.
Leaning back, she tilted her head to the side and kissed the underside of his jaw. “We will be.”
A loud chime interrupted their sweet moment, and they broke apart. Raze answered the door while she looked around their living area and tried to imagine all the possibilities. She was thinking about colors that might be soothing and warm when she heard the unmistakable sound of Dizzy’s voice.
Spinning on her heel, she practically ran to the entryway. Dizzy and Naya had just come through the door. In a second, she was hugging Dizzy and reaching for Naya. Their reunion filled the apartment with laughter.
“I can’t believe you’re here with us!” Dizzy hugged her even tighter, almost as if she couldn’t bear to let go. “When Venom told me what had happened, I didn’t want to believe it, but here you are!”
“Here I am,” Ella said, smiling brightly. Turning to Naya, she embraced her old friend for a long moment. “It’s so good to see you.”
“You’ll be seeing a lot more of me now.” Naya ge
stured to the door behind them. “We’re all on this floor.”
“Hello, Raze,” Dizzy greeted him warmly.
“Hey, Dizzy,” he replied, leaning against the wall and watching them with a pleased smile. “Hello, Naya.”
“Hey, Raze,” she answered. “You should go find Menace when you have a chance. He’s got all kinds of new toys for the SRU to try.”
“I figured,” Raze replied. “Did you have a nice time on Prime?”
She shrugged. “It’s all right.”
Raze turned his attention to Dizzy. “How’s your dad settling in, Dizzy?”
“So far so good,” she said. “It’s not easy him to start over, but I think it will be a good move for him.”
“I’m sure it will be,” he agreed.
“Do you mind if we steal Ella for a few hours?” Naya asked. “We thought she might like to get out and see some parts of the ship that are for women only.”
“No, of course not,” he said. “Ella can come and go as she pleases. Just, you know, keep her out of the main mess.”
Ella glared at him. “That was one time.”
“One time was one too many.” He stepped closer and kissed her cheek. “You’ve got plenty of credits on your chip.”
“I’m going to spend them all on the most obnoxious, sneeze-inducing plants I can find,” she teased.
“I’m not worried. You’ll forget to water them anyway.” She scowled at him, but he just smiled and patted her bottom. “Have fun. I’ll be down at the SRU HQ if you need me.”
After giving him a quick peck on the cheek, she followed her friends out the front door and down the hall to the elevator. Once they were inside, Dizzy and Naya cornered her. Rolling her eyes, she asked, “Is it time for my interrogation?”
“What happened?” Naya looked so worried. “Menace said there was some kind of raid?”
“Hopper and I were hosting a fundraiser for the shelter in the tunnels. Danny dropped in and warned me that there was trouble coming. He told me to be careful about the work I chose to accept and to try to stay off the government’s radar.”
“And then?” Dizzy wondered.
“And then all hell broke loose after he left,” Ella replied. “Hopper and I were talking, and there was a loud explosion and all of this tear gas. We got separated in the melee. I got picked up, hooded, hogtied and tossed into a truck. When we were outside of The City, the truck stopped, and I was pulled out and taken to George—”
Dizzy inhaled sharply. “Did he hurt you again?”
Ella shook her head. “He didn’t get the chance. Before I could make a deal to save Hopper and trade myself, the SRU came in and freed all of us. Some of the women who were picked up at the tunnels chose to come to the Valiant to be wives. I wanted to be let go, but Torment and Raze were adamant that I come with them because it wasn’t safe for me.”
“Did Raze really steal you?” Naya asked with a grin.
“Yes,” she confirmed. “He knocked out the pilot who wanted me, picked me up and ran away to his office.”
Dizzy laughed. “I can’t even imagine what the general’s face must have looked like when Raze ran off with you!”
“He wasn’t happy when he found us,” she admitted. “Raze had to go before the disciplinary board last week. They slapped his wrist, but he has cover the sick and Grab leave pools on his days off for the next year.”
“I’m sure he doesn’t mind,” Naya insisted. “He knew what he was risking when he took you.”
“I still feel a little guilty about it,” Ella admitted.
“There are ways you can make it up to him,” Naya slyly suggested.
Ella blushed, her ears suddenly hot, as she thought of all the wicked things she had done with Raze. “I’m sure he has plenty of ideas.”
“I can only imagine,” Dizzy replied with a laugh.
The elevator slowed to a stop, and they stepped out into an area of the ship Ella hadn’t yet visited. It was quieter than the male dominated sectors. The wide hallway was lined with different doorways, each labeled in bright, white letters.
“They host most of the education courses in that one,” Naya explained, gesturing to the first door. “Over here is legal. That one is a library with a mix of digital and paper. This is my second shop. It has sundries, home goods, clothing and lots of feminine or baby products. You can get all of them up on the main shopping sector in my larger store, but it’s just quieter and more private here. Some of the wives feel more comfortable with their own shopping spaces.”
“Are there any other empty store fronts?” Ella wondered, glancing up and down the long hallway.
“Yeah. Why?” Naya asked, narrowing her eyes. “Are you going to be my new competitor?”
Ella laughed. “No, but I think this ship needs a beauty shop. Somewhere for women to come for cosmetics and haircuts and styling.”
“I’ve been telling Venom the same thing for months!” Dizzy exclaimed. “Hallie, the general’s wife, has also been hounding him to push for more shops for us. I’ll put you in touch with her. Maybe you two can work something out,” she suggested. “I would kill for a proper trim and an eyebrow wax!”
“You’d make a fortune,” Naya predicted. “Your biggest problem will be finding stylists.”
“Maybe we can run a recruitment drive down in The City,” Ella joked, but only a little. It wasn’t really a far-fetched idea. Surely, there were women who worked in the beauty shops down on the planet’s surface who wanted to escape and find husbands up among the stars.
“Don’t say that too loud,” Naya said and glanced toward the cameras mounted along the ceiling. “You’ll have Torment or Pierce dragging you away into one of their interrogation rooms to milk you for ideas on how to make it work.”
Ella snorted indelicately. “Been there. Done that.”
“Already?” Dizzy asked in shock. “You’ve been here two weeks, and they’re already bothering you?”
Ella shrugged. “I don’t mind helping, if I can. I’m not sure that I’m all that useful, honestly.”
“Do they want you to help with the new phase of their colonization?” Naya asked, as she reached for the handle of the restaurant door.
“Naya,” Dizzy said sharply but quietly. Her gaze shifted toward the ceiling as if to remind Naya about the constant surveillance.
Naya rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. What are they going to do? Put me back in jail?”
Scoffing, she opened the door and ushered them inside the beautifully decorated space. The cozy restaurant offered a buffet style lunch and small tables for women to sit and chat. Glancing around, Ella noticed a few women with babies or young toddlers sitting together. There were other groups of wives dotted around the room. All of them smiled and waved.
After quick introductions to the different tables, Naya and Dizzy led her to the buffet. They filled their plates and found a private spot in the far corner. When they were seated and tucked into their meals, Ella confirmed what Naya had suspected. “They want me to help them gain more support down in The City.”
“Menace told me they’re talking about building your shelter.” Naya stabbed her fork into her salad. “He read it in one of the budget reports that came out a few days ago.”
Ella nodded. “That’s the offer. They help me get my shelter open. I go down and campaign for the candidates they support. So far, that’s all they’ve asked me to do, but I know there are going to be more strings.”
“What about the girls in the shelter?” Dizzy asked, her eyes filled with concern.
“That was my hard line,” Ella assured her. “I absolutely will not make my shelter a funnel for Grabs or any other kind of marriage nonsense. Just—no,” she said with a sweeping motion of her hand. “If we can come to terms I can get behind, they’ve offered to take over and fund the construction and have it up and running before winter starts.”
“Who will run it?” Dizzy reached for her glass and took a sip. “Are you going to travel down to th
e surface every day or split your time between The City and the Valiant?”
“I don’t know,” Ella admitted. “I haven’t really thought that far. I’ve only just accepted that I’m staying here with Raze. I wasn’t very enthusiastic about the idea of being a mate, at first,” she confessed. “I didn’t want to leave my life behind, you know? But, now, I don’t want to leave Raze behind. I feel like we’re building something special here together.”
“I’m glad,” Dizzy said, reaching across the table to squeeze her hand. “Raze is a good man. I think you can make each other happy.”
“So far,” Ella agreed. “I worry about long-term.” She gestured to her stomach. “Risk said that there might be a surgery that can help me regain my fertility. I had a scan a few days ago so he can get a better idea of what’s wrong.” She hesitated. “If surgery doesn’t work, I don’t know if they’ll let Raze keep me.”
Naya made a disgusted sound. “They’re such assholes up there in the regulations offices. Listen,” she leaned forward, “don’t worry about any of that.”
“There are ways around the children thing. We’ll figure it out if it comes to that,” Dizzy promised.
Ella smiled gratefully at her friends. “I don’t know what I’d do without you two.”
“You don’t have to wonder about that,” Naya replied matter-of-factly. “We’re together now, and none of us are going anywhere.”
With her concerns allayed by her friends, Ella enjoyed the rest of her afternoon. After meeting a few more wives and their children, she browsed Naya’s smaller store and picked up a few cosmetics and some of Dizzy’s newly designed lingerie line. She bought a few things for their new home from the main store on the public deck before heading back to her quarters with Dizzy while Naya stayed behind to work.
Alone with Dizzy, she took a few seconds to size up her best friend. There was something different about her, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on just yet. Dizzy seemed a bit quieter than usual and deep in thought. It wasn’t until she noticed Dizzy’s hand brush against her belly that Ella finally understood.
