Abducting the Ambassador

by Lily Thomas

  A smile danced on her lips.

  Rising on her knees, she crawled her way over to him. His cock bobbed right in front of her face. Glancing up at him she licked her lips and watched his adam's apple bob in his throat.

  She placed her tongue at the base of his cock and slowly licked all the way up to the crown, and then sucked the tip into her mouth.

  Susan felt Rylnuhn tense and then shudder with pleasure as she continued to work the tip of his cock in and out of her mouth. Licking the crown, she placed a hand on the rest of his length and gave a long hard draw on it.

  His hips gave a buck, as a growl escaped his throat.

  Glancing up at his face she saw him fighting for control, trying not to buck his hips. So much for him being in control of this situation. He was like putty in her hands, and she enjoyed every moment of it. She had to be his mate, but she was still going to put distance between them after they enjoyed each other's presence for one last time.

  His hands fisted in her hair, his arms bulging as he kept restraining himself. She continued to suck his length into her mouth, slowly swirling her tongue around it. Her hand massaged his balls, cupping and exploring them with eager fingers.

  Her thighs grew slick with her excitement, as she continued to lick the head of his enthralling cock.

  "Enough!" Rylnuhn barked as he thrust her head away from his cock.

  Lifting a hand, she wiped the corner of her mouth and met his impossibly black eyes.

  Pushing her back onto the grass Rylnuhn covered her, his chest grazing her sensitive nipples. When her mouth popped open on a moan, he leaned down and captured her mouth in a searing kiss.

  His cock rubbed up against her thigh, and she tried to shift herself so it'd rub somewhere else.

  "Ah ah. No, you don't you little vixen." Rylnuhn moved his hips further away from her.

  Susan whimpered. "So cruel to your supposed mate."

  "You are my mate. No 'supposed'."

  It was weird how that one word could make her heart catch in her chest. She was his mate. She might not approve the way he went about it, but he had been right about the Sri'thaens. If he hadn't rescued her, she would've been dead.

  He tweaked her nipple, bringing her back to the moment.

  Rylnuhn couldn't wait for his cock to slide into her wet and waiting pussy, but he wanted to draw this out as long as he could, yet his cock demanded satisfaction. He'd been waiting for his mate for too long. She'd done a number on his cock by leaving him unsatisfied.

  He barely held onto his control by a fragile cord. Her every sound caused his cock to strain with desire. Image after image floated through his brain. Her tits bouncing kept entering his mind, and he couldn't shake the damn image.

  Rolling them over he had her straddle his waist.

  "I want you to ride me." So much for drawing this out, but they'd have the rest of their lives for him to draw out her pleasure. Maybe. Her draw on him was stronger than anything else he'd ever experienced.

  "It'd be my pleasure." She sent him a cocky smile.

  Her dainty hands landed on his chest, the difference striking between his dark blue skin and black tattoos with her pale skin. Raising her hips, she planted her pussy on the tip of his cock and eased him into her warm center.

  Her frizzy red hair spilled over her shoulders as she leaned over him and moved her hips up and down his cock spreading her wetness over his hardness.

  Her jade eyes grew darker, and her plump pink lips spread wide.

  His body thrummed with pleasure and happiness as his mate increased the rhythm.

  "You're gorgeous." He murmured as his hands found her hips, helping to drive his cock deep into her pussy, all the way to the hilt.

  Her breasts bounced in front of his face. She was such a sight! Susan continued to pump over him, and he felt the pressure growing inside himself.

  He growled as her pussy clamped down on his cock, and he shot his cum deep into her. She shook around him as her forehead landed on his shoulder. His hands kept her hips moving as his climax continued. He'd been pent up for so long, and it felt so good.

  Once they finished, he let her sink onto his chest, loving the feel of his cock inside her warm passage. He wished they could just stay here next to the waterfall and never let life interfere with them.

  A couple of days passed since their magical moment next to the waterfall, but Susan needed to broach the topic of her leaving. She knew it might crush him, but she had to go. There was nothing here for her. Nothing at all. He might be her mate, but she still had a point to make and a life to live.

  Rylnuhn strode into the hall like he knew his place in the universe and the universe should know his place and sat down across from her at the table.

  She looked over at him. How was she supposed to start this discussion about her leaving?

  "What is weighing so heavily on your mind?" He grabbed a roll of bread off a platter.

  "What? Why do you say that?" She fiddled with her fork.

  "You've been quiet all morning, and now you're staring at me without saying a word."

  "I don't know how to phrase this any better, so I'm just going to say it."

  Rylnuhn put his glass down and gave her his full attention. This would've been easier on her if he hadn't given her his full attention.

  "I want to go back to Earth."

  He blinked, but not a word came from his mouth.

  Was it just her or was the oxygen slowly seeping out of the room?

  "I need to go back. Don't get me wrong I like being here with you, but I love being an ambassador." She grimaced. "I have a life that I need to return to."

  "We won't be together if you return to Earth. Their security is tight and letting a Vrak'rir in might not go over well with them."

  "That's kind of the point. You bought me. You didn't let me decide to come with you. Do you really want a mate that is only with you because you force her to be?"

  Rylnuhn pursed his lips in thought.

  Susan gasped, grabbed a biscuit, and tossed it at him. He caught the flying biscuit with a hand and tossed her a grin.

  "Feisty. I know exactly where that comes in handy."

  "I'm serious, Rylnuhn. I want the chance to continue my life and decide what I want."

  "You expect a Vrak'rir male to let his mate go after searching for her for such a long time?"

  "If you love her and want her to be happy, then yes." Susan eyed him. He looked like something from a nightmare for most people, but all she saw was a blue sex god with a lot of black tattoos.

  "I'll think about it."

  Susan wanted to keep talking about it, but she knew when to quit when she was ahead. Let him think about. It wasn't like he'd said no. She was going to roll with it and see where it went. Pressuring him could just get him to close up.

  "Susan, come with me, won't you?"

  Susan looked up from her tablet and glanced over at where Rylnuhn stood by the bedroom door. "Sure… something wrong?"

  His black eyes seemed a bit dimmer.

  "What's up?" Susan placed her tablet down on a table and unfolded from the chair.

  "Come." He coaxed her forward.

  Maybe he was going to surprise her with something. Excitement built in her chest. She liked surprises, especially surprising that had presents.

  She followed Rylnuhn through the compound, into the courtyard, and over to a shuttle.

  "Why are we going over to a shuttle?" After her escape attempt, he hadn't let her within two hundred feet of the courtyard.

  "This shuttle is yours." Rylnuhn pulled up beside it and motioned her towards the open door.

  "Mine?" She looked around. "Is this a joke? Am I the only one not understanding what's going on?"

  "You want to go back to Earth. I'm giving you what you want."

  It was a trick. It had to be. "Why? I wouldn't have expected this from you. You're a Vrak'rir, and I'm your mate."

  "I treasure you." His hand caressed her cheek. "If you need
to leave me to realize what we have, then that's what I'll do."

  Oh god, his eyes made her want to melt in a puddle. He always stared at her like she was the only thing worth staring at.

  "I'll have to pack."

  "Already packed for you."

  Susan swallowed harshly. He almost acted eager to get rid of her, and she felt a bit insulted at that idea. "Why?"

  "As we discussed earlier. You're my mate, and I want you to be happy. If you can be happy, I'll make it happen, even if it might not please me."

  That was selfless.

  "Thank you. When can I head out?"

  "Now."

  "Will it be safe or will I have to worry about Sri'thaens scooping me up again?"

  "I've hired ships to line your path back to Earth. They won't get paid until your safe return on Earth, and they have a hefty sum hanging in the balance. You won't need to worry about the Sri'thaens."

  Her heart skipped a beat, and she wasn't sure whether it was about going back to Earth or the fact that she wasn't sure she wanted to leave him.

  "Then I guess I'll be on my way."

  Rylnuhn stepped out of her way, allowing her to enter the shuttle. Susan turned around expecting a goodbye kiss, but the shuttle door closed in her face.

  She hadn't expected him to be happy about this, but she hadn't expected him to be so sour about it either. This wasn't just a decision for him. It involved her life as well.

  Heaving a sigh and a shrug she got her shuttle on its way. Her heart might ache, but it would heal with time.

  Susan Mallery was back as the ambassador of Earth. It felt nice. Her days were busy and kept her thoughts from drifting. The only problem was her nights. All she did was roll around dreaming of Rylnuhn and his incredible hands roaming all over her body.

  Her high heels clicked against the metal of the space station floor, as she made her way to another interview. Everyone was concerned she might be a problem or too traumatized to do her job efficiently. They might be right. All she could think about was Rylnuhn and how hot and bothered her body was.

  Whatever she had to do to reassure people she was back and better than ever… even if she might not be.

  Entering a room, she was greeted with the sight of three men seated at a lone table. She sat in the only chair available across from them. "Hello."

  They each nodded in greeting.

  "How has your day gone?"

  "Very well. I think I might have a treaty drafted that will please both parties." Susan glanced at each of the men. One was a general, one was in a tight suit that needed to be loosened, and the other looked like a shrink.

  "Would you like to tell us who took you?" The shrink asked.

  Susan's brows drew down as she frowned at him. "I've already told you it was the Sri'thaens."

  "And they just let you lose after letting you know they would destroy the whole human race?" This time it was the general speaking.

  "They needed someone to tell the human race of their impending doom," Susan confirmed.

  The men stared at her as they took down notes on what she said. There was no way she would tell them about Rylnuhn's involvement. The Sri'thaens had almost killed her, and she hadn't said a word about Earth and her defenses. If she could maintain her silence under torture, she could continue her silence in front of these men.

  "You said you didn't let anything slip while a captive of the Sri'thaens. Is this correct?" The shrink again.

  "Correct, but I still expect you to change security codes, ship deployments, etcetera."

  The general nodded. "Already done."

  "We'll need you to see a therapist as you continue your work. We want to make sure you have someone to talk to and reduce your stress."

  "And here I thought my daily visits to you three was like a visit to a therapist." Susan retorted just earning herself three scowls. "I agree to see the therapist." She said quickly. No need to piss them off. "Give me his/her name, and I will be there every day."

  "Once a week will be enough." The tight suit grated.

  "Is that all we need to talk about?"

  "It is."

  "Good." Susan slapped her hands on the table and pushed away. "I have more issues to draw up solutions for." Then she left the room.

  She was getting tired of seeing those three men. She felt like they were everywhere she went, like silent specters of death.

  "Hey there!" A bright, feminine voice came up beside her.

  Susan scowled. Talking about leeches her assistant, Lisa, was always nearby. She'd never been this clingy before, and Susan had suspicions her assistant was now working for the other side.

  Caleb Earl. He wanted the position of ambassador. He'd been the one to temporarily take over while she'd been missing and now that he'd had a taste he was breathing down her neck. One false move and he would get her kicked out of her position.

  She glanced over at the bouncy blonde girl next to her. Caleb was probably sleeping with the girl. Susan almost felt bad for Lisa, because the moment she wasn't useful anymore, Caleb would dumb her ass on the closest space station and never look back. But then again Lisa was working for the other side, so there was only so much sympathy for her.

  "How'd it go in there?"

  "Fantastic." Susan was going to limit Lisa's information, so Caleb had nothing on her. No need to let Caleb know she was about to start seeing a therapist, even though she was sure it would eventually get out.

  Her job was slowly slipping from her grasp, and she wanted to scream in frustration. The kidnapping had not benefited her in any way. Now everyone thought she might not be the best person for the position, which was crap and they all knew it.

  "I'm going to my room for the night, so I won't need you."

  "Ok, but I'll see you bright and early tomorrow. Ok?" Lisa sent her a broad smile full of young hope. Too bad Susan knew Caleb was only using the poor girl. All that hope for advancement would be dashed the moment he didn't need her anymore. For one second, Susan felt like telling her, but Lisa wouldn't listen, so why bother?

  "Yeah. Sure. See you in the morning." Susan made her way down a different corridor.

  "Goodnight then!" Lisa called after her.

  Susan ignored her. Damn leeches were everywhere.

  What she wanted was a good cry. Everything she'd worked for was disappearing like water in her hands. The noose was tightening around her neck, and she wondered if leaving Rylnuhn had been the wrong move in the end. At least he'd wanted her, unlike all these thankless people.

  She knew she was going to her room for yet another night of frustration and hot wanting. Rylnuhn infiltrated her every dream showering her with sizzling desire. If she didn't know better, she'd think her own body thought she was his mate.

  How long would it take for her to forget him?

  That stopped her feet, and her hand paused above her door's thumb pad. Susan wasn't sure she wanted to forget about him.

  She opened her door and then locked it. Didn't need Caleb killing her in her sleep. Ok, that was probably unfair, but who knew what lengths he would go to so he could get his hands back on her job.

  A good night's sleep was all she needed. Susan grabbed some hot tea in her tiny kitchen and made her way to her bedroom with the cup in hand. Reading over some treaties would get her eyelids to close. It might be a job she loved, but the reading wasn't meant to entertain, just to inform.

  Or she could try to get in contact with Zoe. Recently she'd received a message from Zoe with a way to contact her. It was nice to know Zoe had made managed to stay alive. She'd feared for her safety after Zrirc ejected her into the vastness of space.

  Susan grabbed hold of her pad and went to sit on her bed. She typed in Zoe's contact information. Now the waiting game. The screen was black with little dots racing by as it tried to contact her quick friend.

  "Hey!" A perky voice came through her pad as an image of Zoe appeared on her pad.

  "Zoe!" Susan smiled. "You look good and alive. I worried nei
ther of us would make it out alive, but I'm glad to see I was wrong."

  "A lot has happened for me. I'm just glad you are well. Please tell me you are doing well."

  "I am. I'm back on the Earth space station. It was a long trip, but not without its pleasure." She couldn't help the small blush that crept up her cheeks.

  "Did your buyer let you go?" Zoe asked. "What'd he want with you?"

  "He wanted to know about Earth's defenses, but only because he was trying to save my life."

  Zoe paused as she thought about it. "Ok, what? How does that work?"

  "He is a Vrak'rir, and I am his mate." Susan let that fun fact sink in. "I guess a species called the Sri'thaens wanted me alive, and he volunteered to get the information out of me for them, so I wouldn't come to harm." Which really hadn't worked out in the end, but that was her fault.

  "Oh, my!" Zoe winked at her. "A Vrak'rir. That sounds better than it could've been. It was a lifesaving kidnapping then." Zoe looked around at the screen. "Where's the Vrak'rir then?"

  "We… split up for a while."

  Zoe snorted. "Yeah, sure. Where is he?"

  "No, seriously."

  Zoe's jaw dropped. "He let you go?"

  "I know, it's weird, but he said he wanted me to be happy and then he'd be happy."

  "And you're happy?"

  "Weirdly… no. I miss him, which might sound strange since he did buy me and I only knew him for a little while."

  "He did buy you at a charmingly high price though. I mean, come on, twelve million credits? That's flattering in some ways."

  "I still wound up being tortured by the Sri'thaens."

  "You don't want to be with him?"

  "I…" She had no idea what she wanted. All she could think about lately was Rylnuhn. She missed being wrapped in his arms.

  Susan couldn't think about it, so she changed the subject. "What happened to you then?"

  Zoe jabbered on and on about Je'lak and what they'd been up to. Susan listened with one ear, while she thought about Rylnuhn and how to get in contact with him. Perhaps they could strike something up because he plagued her every thought.