Wray

by M. K. Eidem

  “Why would they do that?” Kim propped herself up on his chest and looked down at him.

  “I do not know and none of the other prisoners were from Earth.”

  “Other prisoners… Oh God, there were others?” Kim whispered, horrified at the thought of someone else going through what she had.

  “Males, Kim. They were all males.” He quickly told her, knowing what she was thinking.

  “Oh.” She whispered. “Good. That’s good I guess.”

  “It is and it isn’t. They were Zaludians and I do not know where the Ganglians captured them. If I did I might have an idea where Earth is and why the Ganglians want to keep its location a secret.”

  “I wish I could help but I don’t know where Earth is... All I know is that there are nine planets in our solar system, that the Earth is the third one from the sun and that it’s called the blue planet. I don’t know how long I was on that damn ship. Stinky bastard wasn’t very talkative, at least not that I could understand. He would come in when he wanted to rape me, otherwise I was left alone.”

  “Do not think about it Kim.” Wray’s arms tightened around her, he didn’t want her ever thinking about that time again. It was over and she had survived. Earth’s location wasn’t as important to him as Kim’s happiness was.

  Soon she would be fully recovered and they could Join. Wray tried to control his body's response at the thought of Joining with her. He knew it would be amazing, knew her responses would drive him to need more than one release….

  More than one release… Wray’s body stiffened as a thought suddenly occurred to him. Oh dear Goddess, how could he possibly think to ask her that? What she would have to remember…

  Kim was nearly asleep; the steady beat of Wray’s heart, reassuring her she was safe. When that steady beat changed to a rapid pounding, it woke her. Lifting her head, she found an unreadable expression on Wray’s face.

  “What’s wrong, Wray?”

  “I…” Wray found he couldn’t speak. He didn’t want to ask, found he didn’t want to know.

  “What?” When Wray still didn’t speak, Kim pushed herself up, resting her forearms on his chest to look down at him. “Please tell me, Wray.” Her eyes pleaded with him.

  Wray didn’t want to tell her what he knew. It was his responsibility as a male to protect her, it was his honor to care for her and he’d never wanted to do that more than with her. He'd realized this was why the Goddess had created him, to care for this female, but could he if he continued to keep things from her?

  “There might be a way for you to know how long the Ganglians had you.” He finally told her.

  Kim frowned at him, she could see the pain and regret in his eyes but didn’t understand it. If there was a way for her to know how long the Ganglians had her why wasn’t he telling her? “I’m not going to like this, am I?” she suddenly realized.

  “I… it does not matter, Kim.” He told her, his arms tightening around her. “You need to rest.” He tried to pull her back down, but instead she pushed away from him settling on her knees between his legs.

  “Stop that! I don’t need to rest. I need to know the truth.”

  “Kim.”

  “Is it something a Tornian would know? A Kaliszian?” she demanded.

  “Yes.” He grudgingly admitted. Sitting up, he wrapped his arms around her, keeping her close.

  Kim could tell she really wasn’t going to like this... she could tell by how tense Wray had become and by how hard he was trying to protect her. Taking a deep breath, she shored up her courage and spoke. “Tell me.”

  Wray’s eyes never left her as he watched Kim make her decision. He saw her fear; saw her doubt and finally her resolve. Goddess, he’d never known a female could be so strong and he knew he needed to be just as strong if he was going to help her through this.

  “Ganglian males can only find their release once a day.” He forced himself to say it, then paled when he remembered how many males had been on board that ship. If all of them had…

  “It was only the one.” Kim told him, somehow knowing where his mind had gone. “The one with the white collar. Sometimes he’d let the others watch, but they were never allowed to touch me.”

  “The Captain.” Wray growled and closed his eyes silently thanking the Goddess for what she hadn’t suffered while cursing the Captain for what she had.

  “If you say so.” She said and felt that bone numbing cold seep inside her again as she was sucked back to that time with stinky bastard. “He was the one that found me when I went looking for Jen.” She whispered. “And then…”

  “Do not think about it, Kim.” Wray growled, pulling her close, he didn’t like how still she had become, how distant. It was as if she were no longer with him. “It will never happen to you again. My vow.”

  “I lost count after ten.” she continued as if he hadn’t spoken, her eyes traveling over the fingers fanned out across his chest, “Stinky bastard would bite a different finger every time he….” she trailed off absently staring at the scars that were barely visible on them, not noticing how Wray’s muscles tensed even more. ”When he ran out of fingers, he would bite me in… other places… I think it was only a couple more times but I can’t be sure. By then I was hurting so badly that I didn’t really care, I just wanted it to end.”

  “Kim…”

  “If it wasn’t for Warrior I would have given up.” She admitted in the same emotionless voice.

  “Warrior?” Wray frowned at her not liking how pale she had become, how chilled she felt and now she was making no sense.

  “I heard him.” She whispered. “After stinky bastard shoved me in that cabinet. It was so dark in there and I was so cold. I was hurting so badly and then I heard him... heard him growling.” Kim didn’t realize that life had returned to her voice as she spoke of her pet, how full of love it was, but Wray did. “It was the growl he used that frightened everyone away, everyone but me because I knew it was just his way. He was angry and frustrated, but he wasn’t going to hurt me, he’d never hurt me, he was going to save me… was going to take me home and I wanted to go.”

  “Kim…” It was all Wray could choke out as he pulled her against his chest. He could tell her memories were pulling, sucking her in, ripping her away from him and he didn’t know how to bring her back.

  “And then I saw you…” The strong beat of Wray’s heart had Kim’s gaze lifting to his. It had her seeing him. “You were so fierce, so beautiful. You growled at me…” Kim found a smile curling the edges of her mouth at the memory. “I looked at you and knew I was safe, knew I was home… you saved me Wray, you, not Warrior.”

  Kim’s words had Wray’s very soul stilling as he remembered how he’d found her, crammed in a tiny cabinet, her body so damaged and abused and still she’d reached out and touched his cheek. She’d curled up trustingly into his arms. He hadn’t understood it then, but he did now. Silently he thanked her Warrior for allowing him to save her, for his life would be meaningless without her.

  “I love you, Kim.” Wray found himself speaking the ancient words he’d always thought to be a myth. Now he realized they were true, it just took the right female for a male to feel them.

  “I love you too, Wray.” She told him and felt the warmth of his love filling her, driving away the cold. “I can survive what happened to me as long as you are with me.”

  “I will be, Kim.” Wray told her gruffly. “Always.” Leaning down, he captured her lips in a gentle kiss, sealing his vow.

  Kim sank into Wray’s kiss, letting the knowledge of his love surround her. She knew there were still going to be obstacles they needed to overcome. There were going to be misunderstandings they’d have to work through, but as long as they were together, she knew they could do it. Maybe the Goddess had been right, maybe this was a new beginning… for both of them and she knew exactly how she wanted to start it.

  “Wray?” she whispered against his lips, reluctant to break the contact.

  “What, m
y Kim?” he asked, nibbling on her lips.

  “Show me how you pleasure a Tornian female.”

  “What?” Wray pulled away from her, shocked at what she was asking.

  “I want you to show me how you pleasure a Tornian female. I want you to show me how I can pleasure you.”

  “No, Kim.” He immediately refused. “It’s too soon.”

  “No, it’s not. Not when it’s you and me.” She told him, rising to her knees. “I need to know that I can be a female in the truest sense of the word, that what stinky bastard did, didn’t destroy that, because if he did, then he wins, and I won’t let him. I won’t let him control my life or control my future. He’s not going to get the best of Kim Teel.”

  “Kim…” Wray put a gentle but firm hand on her cheek, holding her steady as he stared deep into her eyes. He needed to know she truly wanted this. That she understood what it would mean.

  “Please, Wray, I want this, want you. I want to create wonderful memories of you and me… together."

  Knowing he could deny her nothing, especially not when it was something he also desired, he told her.

  “A female enters a male’s resting chamber wearing only a loose covering that allows him to see her form.” He watched her as he trailed a finger along the edge of her shirt, letting it travel down the deep V of her breasts.

  “She does?” Kim whispered softly.

  “She does and then she allows him to open it.” His eyes never left hers as his fingers skillfully freed the buttons of her shirt.

  “What happens then?”

  “Then, if the female is still agreeable, the covering is removed.” Ever so slowly, so she could stop him if she wanted, he slid her shirt off her shoulders and down her arms, letting it pool around her legs. "Goddess, you are beautiful, Kim." He whispered reverently, his eyes traveling over her lush form.

  His hand trembled as his knuckle grazed the heavy underside of a pale breast. Cupping its full weight in his hand, he closed his fingers around it, squeezing slightly as he rolled her nipple and watched it tighten in response.

  “Wray!” Kim gasped as pleasure exploded through her.

  “Do you like that, little one?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

  “God, yes. Please, Wray, the other one.”

  Wray willingly gave her other breast the same intense attention. Her response was breathtaking to watch. She’d tipped back, exposing the graceful lines of her long neck. Her breaths were coming in small pants as he pleasured her. Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss over her rapidly beating heart.

  “She then lays back and presents herself to the male to be pleasured.” He said and felt her heart miss a beat.

  Slowly Kim lifted her face to look at him, her eyes dark with desire. "She does?" she whispered.

  "Yes." Wray replied, his eyes never leaving hers. It would be up to her if they were to take this further. It would always be her choice.

  Kim's eyes searched Wray's, wondering if she was brave enough to do what he was suggesting. Would she be able to? She had never Joined with a male, even before stinky bastard and he didn’t count. She’d never wanted to. She knew her friends had thought that was weird, but she’d never gotten past the heavy petting stage and now she knew why. She’d been waiting for Wray.

  In his arms she knew she was safe, knew that if she wanted to stop, Wray wouldn’t force her, would understand. He loved her. This massive wonderful male, who could have any female he wanted, loved her, even knowing what had happened to her, even with all her faults… it was all she needed to know to let herself lean back, trusting him to keep her safe.

  Wray stilled as he waited for Kim to decide if they would continue or not. She had already allowed him to touch her in ways no other female had. She’d already taught him so much… given him so much with her gentle touches and kisses that he could wait for as long as it took for her to be comfortable in Joining with him.

  When she seemed to be leaning away from him, his hands instantly shifted to her back. When she continued to lean back, his eyes widened at the realization of what that meant.

  "Kim..."

  "Show me, Wray," she whispered.

  Quickly shifting, Wray yanked the shirt from between them and tossed it behind her. Rising to his knees, he finished lowering her unto their makeshift bed.

  Resting an elbow on either side of her, he let his gaze travel down her body and lost his breath. She was a Goddess. Her flame red hair sprayed out around her, the perfect foil for her pale lush form while slumberous green eyes stared up at him. Nothing in all the known universes was as beautiful as his Kim.

  Leaning down to kiss her Wray discovered for the first time what it felt like to have a soft willing female beneath him and stilled. Closing his eyes, he savored the feeling of being truly trusted by a female, not just tolerated and felt his eyes fill.

  When he felt Kim’s gentle touch, he slowly opened his eyes and found her watching him concerned. Bending down so his chest pressed firmly against hers, he captured her lips with a hunger he knew she would understand.

  It took all Wray's control to end the kiss. He had become addicted to kissing her, but right now was not about his pleasure it was about her. Trailing his lips along her jaw, he followed the curve of her neck and felt the rapid beat of her pulse. She was so soft, so vulnerable like this, but he knew it was desire that made her pulse race not fear.

  Continuing his exploration, he slid further down so his mouth could explore her bountiful breasts. Slowly he worked his way up the generous slope of one breast pausing just before reaching the summit. Kim’s ‘please, Wray’ was all the encouragement he needed to complete his journey, claiming the peak by sucking it deep into the recess of his mouth.

  Goddess, how wonderful was it to feel her respond to him this way, to know she not only enjoyed what he was doing but wanted more. Licking and kissing his way across her ample chest, Wray made sure not to miss a single inch before he journeyed up her other peak, giving it the same attention as its twin.

  Silently vowing to return, Wray was finally able to force himself to leave this newly discovered area and journey on to the more familiar.

  Kissing his way down her quivering stomach, his arms slowly lifted a long, pale leg over each shoulder, opening her to him.

  This was not the way he had pleasured Adana. Adana would present herself on the edge of his bed, opening herself to him in such a way that he would touch as little of her as possible.

  That’s not what he wanted with Kim. He wanted her draped over every part him. He needed it. He craved her touch, wanted it on every part of his body, as he touched every part of her.

  Carefully his thumbs moved through the silky curls that hid her female secrets and was shocked to discover they were already soaked with her juices. Parting them, he found her female nub plump and glistening, begging him to taste it. Confident in his ability to pleasure her this way, he lowered his mouth only to have her jerk at the unfamiliar touch.

  "Easy, little one," he whispered softly, his hot breath bathing the sensitive area as he looked up at her, "No more than you are willing to give, my vow." Feeling her slowly relax, his mouth returned to her nub and discovered what heaven had to taste like. It was sweet and succulent... beautiful and brave… it was Kim.

  While his tongue swirled around her nub, he slowly sunk a thick finger into her hot channel. When she groaned and raised her hips silently begging for more, he slipped in a second finger and immediately felt her tight channel soften around them, accepting the intrusion.

  Slowly he pumped his fingers in and out of her slick channel discovering and exploiting all those secret places that brought her pleasure. His mouth and tongue licked and sucked her nub until it was plump and engorged, ready to be plucked.

  "Wray..." Kim cried out as his fingers rubbed that special spot she didn’t know she had.

  Lifting his head, Wray could see how close she was to finding her pleasure. “Release for me, Kim.” He ordered gruffly as his finger
s rubbed that special spot again and lightly pinched her nub. "Show me how much I pleasure you."

  “Wray!” Kim screamed as every part of her body responded to his command and exploded.

  Kim lay on her back, panting as she stared up at the stars. ‘My God, he made me see stars,’ she thought. Slowly she began to realize it wasn’t stars she was seeing, it was the luciferins, sparkling down at her as the aftershocks of her release traveled through her system.

  She had been worried she wouldn’t be able to do it, to open herself up completely to a male and she hadn’t. She’d opened herself up to Wray and with him she found she could do anything. He was her strength. He made her feel beautiful. With him it was as if nothing bad had ever touched her and never would again. He was so gentle and yet so strong. He was always honest with her, letting her know how much he wanted her, but that he would never force her.

  When he laid her down and surrounded her with his massive body, she should have been terrified but she hadn’t been. Instead, she’d felt safe and protected. In his arms, she knew no harm would ever come to her.

  Wray slowly worked his way back up Kim’s body, enjoying how soft and pliant it had become with her release while enjoying the fact that he was the male who had given it to her. She was everything he had ever hoped for in a female but had never known was possible. Rising above her, he knew that now he would make her his completely…

  Kim’s breath caught as she felt Wray move up her body. His bare skin felt so good it brushed and rubbed against hers. Everything he did felt good. When she felt something nudge between her spread thighs, she stiffened. When it pressed harder, she found herself whimpering.