by Vi Voxley
That meant a lot of deaths, which meant a greater need for females.
Ashley shook her head clear, running her hands idly over Zar's naked, firm chest. She loved feeling the ripped muscles under her fingers, the strength that ran under his skin, bulging when Zar moved.
The warlord laughed softly, catching her hand in his and pulling Ashley up for the first kiss of the day.
"I don't think I'll ever get used to the silence in here," Ashley whispered against his lips. "I never thought I'd say it, but I liked the buzzing of the Foront. When I heard the engine, I knew that the world existed outside of our rooms. Here, with the soundproof walls, I can't tell if the Hall even stands anymore. For all we know, it might be taken by the storm."
"It stands," Zar said. "It always stands. And I don't recall you complaining about the soundproof walls yesterday."
Ashley grinned, remembering the way Zar had made her cum so hard she'd torn the sheets in the throes of her passion.
"I won't deny they have their use," she said playfully.
"You are agreeing to something I said," Zar smirked. "This must be the day the world comes to an end."
"I don't disagree with you on principle," Ashley argued.
"No?"
"No. Only when you're wrong."
Zar rolled them over, ending up on top of her. With his dark eyes promising Ashley hell to pay for another bout of arguing, she could feel her heart pounding in excitement already. The long days she'd spent with Zar had taught her one thing and that was that the harbinger didn't argue with her on principle either.
He was simply the product of another world. A cruel, callous, positively medieval world, but Zar seemed different from the rest. After her talk with Captain Roagh, Ashley was sure that Zar was by far more honorable than he let on.
It just didn't show in the world he lived in.
The warlord leaned in to kiss her, making Ashley grind their bodies together, pushing the covers out of the way to see the amazing, flawless body of her fated.
She never got tired of the sight and it seemed that Zar never tired of hers either. Inch by inch, Ashley was lead to believe that the bond between them really existed, that there was something bigger than them dragging them along.
Her fingers brushed against Zar's hard cock. Knowing full well that the harbinger didn't appreciate being teased, Ashley wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft, tugging at it.
Zar groaned, not pushing her away instantly.
They were playing their game again. The game of Ashley pushing him just far enough to take her the way she liked it – the way they both liked it.
"I don't recall giving you permission to do that," Zar grunted, the tone of his voice telling Ashley exactly how very little it upset him to have her "disobey".
"No," she agreed, not slowing down for a second. "I take my own liberties."
Zar laughed, the deep, resonant sound echoing in their bedroom.
"I'm afraid I've given you too much of those already," the harbinger replied, the fire in his eyes soaring higher by the second. "You take advantage of the fact I can't possibly resist you and how much you love my cock."
Quickly drowning in his eyes, Ashley moaned when Zar slipped one hand between her legs, teasing her pussy. He dipped one finger into her wetness, bringing it around to circle her clit then, running soft, ghosting patterns around it. Ashley cried out when he rubbed them together before yelping in need when the harbinger pulled away.
The dark eyes took in her naked body, groaning appreciatively.
"It seems I can't refuse you anything," Zar said quietly. "If you want my cock so badly, I will not keep it from you. Come here."
Ashley obeyed, her pulse beating in her ears. The excitement never failed to take a hold of her and it was never long before Zar had her begging for more. She didn't know what it was exactly about the way things had started working between them.
Zar took what he wanted from her, still, but Ashley got the feeling he didn't do anything he didn't think she'd find pleasurable as well. And she couldn't deny how much it turned her on to let the harbinger take complete control.
The idea had been unacceptable to her at first, yet it had quickly become the biggest turn-on she'd ever known.
Zar stood beside their bed, on a carpet as soft as their covers. Ashley knelt before him, looking at him, licking her lips. The harbinger grinned, seeing that, lifting her chin up gently. She could hear him breathe heavily already, his hard cock inches from her lips.
"Do nothing without my order," Zar warned her hoarsely. "I want your pretty mouth exactly the way I tell you.
"Wrap your lips around my cock now and don't move."
Ashley obeyed, feeling her panties becoming wet when her pussy trembled in aching need, knowing she'd be satisfied later. She let Zar push his huge cock between her lips, closing her eyes and trying to focus.
After two weeks, she still struggled to take Zar's cock without any pain. The warlord's cock was larger than any she had ever taken and taking him into her mouth was even more challenging. Gag reflex simply couldn't be battled with sheer force of will.
Luckily for her, Zar knew how to keep her in place not to hurt her.
When he'd pushed himself inside as far as he could go without actually choking her, Ashley opened her eyes and met Zar's gaze, her hands braced on his thighs.
Zar groaned and his cock throbbed in her mouth. Ashley couldn't help grinning, the sight of the warlord needing her as badly as she needed him irresistible.
He didn't let her get away with that, of course.
Holding her head in place gently, Zar began to move, thrusting in and out of her mouth, picking up speed as he grew harder.
Ashley held on, trying to concentrate. Breathing through her nose, she took in as much of the huge cock as she could.
"You look absolutely divine like that," Zar grunted. "Those pretty lips around my cock, taking me into your hot little mouth. Lick."
Ashley did, lapping at the thick member in her mouth the best she could, sliding her tongue along the length of it. Zar groaned when she pressed the tip of her tongue against the head of his cock, sucking as she did that. His hands around her head tightened their hold for a second before easing up again, picking up the pace again.
"You feel so damn amazing," Zar said, his deep voice shaking a little. "Go on, take it deeper."
She tried. Zar was nearing his completion, she could feel that from the way his cock throbbed between her lips, growing rock-hard. She could taste drops of precum on her tongue, squeezing her eyes shut again as Zar began thrusting without rhythm or control.
"Yes," he groaned. "Take it all."
Ashley braced herself against his legs, holding on as the warlord fucked her mouth mercilessly, thrusting deeper and deeper into her throat. She gagged a little, tears beading in the corners of her eyes as Zar was lost to the climax building inside him.
He cummed with a groan, spilling his seed into her mouth. Ashley held on, letting the warlord thrust a few more times, panting heavily. Her lips were aching but she was still turned on more than she could have expected. When Zar pulled back, his cock slipping from her mouth, he saw that too.
"On your back," he ordered, his voice rough from the exertion.
Ashley climbed back on the bed gladly, quickly discarding her panties and spreading her legs. She let Zar lay down between them, looking at her as hungrily as he had before. Her pussy was so wet it ached for any kind of touch the warlord could give her.
"Do you want me to tease you?" Zar asked, brushing his fingers against her sex, making Ashley shiver.
"No," she pleaded. "I want to cum, I just want to cum so badly..."
"Later," Zar promised, his breath hot on her sensitive flesh. "When the day is done, I'm going to take you so hard you can't walk for days. I'm going to have you screaming so hard you test these walls around us."
Ashley moaned, imagining that. The images Zar conjured before her eyes were magnificent. So far, they ha
d fucked in every room of their quarters, against the walls and on their bed. The warlord had ripped her clothes off the second the door closed behind them, taking her against the door with his warriors standing three feet from it.
She'd cummed screaming that time, knowing that despite the physical closeness, none of Zar's men could hear her. Like everything else, every part of her pleasure belonged to the harbinger and no other.
He'd fucked her on her hands and knees on the floor of his armory after a training session, still hot and burning with the battle hormones in his veins. Ashley had barely been able to keep her mind that time, clawing at the carpet under her, so out of breath she couldn't even scream his name like she wanted to.
In short, she'd come to trust Zar's promises. He didn't make big words without delivering.
Right then, the warlord took her clit into his mouth, sucking on it while pushing two fingers inside her. Ashley writhed on the sheets, thrusting her hips upward to meet his mouth better. She was quickly driven out of her mind with pleasure. There was nothing about Zar that made her want to wait and take it slow. The warlord lived a life of passion and Ashley thought she'd caught it from him.
"Just like that," she moaned, "fuck, Zar, I need you..."
The harbinger answered by pushing his fingers deeper into her, scissoring them before finding the spot of her pleasure without mistake. Ashley grabbed a hold of the sheets, crying out when he began hitting the spot, again and again, harder and faster every time until she was a sobbing mess under him.
"I want –” she panted.
"What do you want, my love?" Zar asked, lifting his head from her pussy for a second. "Tell me. I can have you begging for it."
"Anything," Ashley managed, her body giving in to the warlord fast. "I want everything you said before and more!"
Zar didn't answer. Instead, he pressed his tongue against her pussy, licking between his fingers, thrusting inside her. Ashley's back arched off the bed as she could feel her orgasm coming, rushing at her.
"I'm going to cum," she whispered. "Zar!"
"You will cum when I say you can," the warlord answered, pulling away and rising to his knees.
Ashley whined, a hopeless sound in her throat, aching to be touched again. She could feel the loss of Zar's fingers, but the harbinger didn't plan on torturing her. He pushed her to the side gently, pulling her legs onto his lap before getting a good hold on her. Ashley cried out when Zar thrust three fingers inside her.
"Remember you need permission," the warlord warned her.
Ashley opened her mouth to answer but it turned into a long, drawn-out scream. Holding her hips in place against his hot body, Zar fingered her so fast it made the blood in her veins burn. She gasped, hopelessly trying to get some air back in her lungs as the harbinger forced her body to cope with the merciless rhythm he was setting.
"Gods," she cried out, "Zar, please, please, I'm cumming, you feel too fucking good –”
She ran out of breath. The pleasure was so intense, so brutal that it was taking a hold of her faster than she could keep up. Ashley buried her face against the pillow under her head, biting down to somehow channel the ecstasy overwhelming her. Zar hadn't said anything, only went faster again, leaving her body trembling in need from head to toe.
The heat of her climax was already upon her. Ashley didn't think she could stop herself from cumming if her life depended on it. Her fingers were hopelessly clawing at the sheets, her wet pussy trembling around Zar's fingers.
"Zar!" she cried out, "gods yesyesyes, please let me cum!"
"Cum for me," the harbinger growled, his deep voice washing over her like a wave and Ashley screamed.
The orgasm crashed, hard and hot and heavenly. Her body trembled in Zar's grip, falling limp then when the electricity had run its course. The heat inside her was released, her body was spent and she didn't think her voice worked anymore.
Zar leaned down to lick her pussy, just once, a deep, amazing press of his tongue against Ashley's shuddering sex.
She gasped, feeling the warlord press a kiss on her pussy before pulling his fingers out of her and letting her lay down on the bed at peace once again.
"I think I could get used to waking up like this," the harbinger said, laying down next to her, pulling her in for a lazy kiss.
"Really?" Ashley panted. "I'm starting to think that in a week, I'm dead if we continue on like this. A human isn't made to experience so much pleasure."
Zar grinned.
"I'll take it as a challenge then," he said. "To keep you alive long past the point where you can suffer the pleasure I give you."
Ashley nodded tiredly, thinking of something he'd said during their fucking.
"Zar?" she asked.
"Yes," the warlord said, getting up and heading toward their bathroom to clean up before the day.
Ashley knew she was supposed to join him, but there was something more pressing she needed to do before that.
"You have called me my love twice now," she said quietly.
The warlord stopped. Ashley stared at his back, her heart beating faster than at any point during sex, waiting with bated breath. She hadn't wanted to point it out the first time, but now she could no longer just let it go.
When Zar turned, the look in his eyes took her breath away. The fire inside him seemed to burn with a different flame now, stronger and more powerful than mere desire.
It was also the first time she saw Zar search for words.
It occurred to Ashley that perhaps even big bad warlords feared for their hearts, the thing that could be broken most easily.
"I have, yes," Zar said, stopping for a second. "When I found you, all I could think of was your body and the sons you'd give me. The reason for the raids.
"Then I found there was more. This is the one thing I will not make you repeat against your will, but you heard me correctly. I love you. Far beyond being my mate and my female, I love you."
Ashley thought she could hear every single beat of her heart while Zar spoke, as if her life itself depended on those words.
There was only one possible answer to that.
"I love you too."
22
Ashley
Joslyn was waiting for her outside the quarters Ashley and Zar shared.
Seeing the soft smile on Ashley's lips, her friend answered with one of her own.
"So he told you," she stated as if the reason for Ashley's happiness was something she wore on her collar.
"How did you know?" Ashley asked, sighing dramatically. "I didn't know."
"Yes, you did," Joslyn said, starting to walk the length of the giant walkway the way they did most of the days. "And yes, I knew. I think there are statues here that knew. The sheer foundation of this place knew."
"You make it sound like we have some kind of a fairytale romance," Ashley shot back. "May I remind you that our lovely mates who we very much love brought us here against our will?"
"No, I managed to forget," Joslyn replied happily. "It's not as if we're reminded of that every step of the way here. Did you say it back?"
"Yes," Ashley admitted, not entirely sure why that simple admission made her smile so widely.
Joslyn smirked that maddening knowing smile of hers that Ashley both loved and found incredibly irritating. Much more of the former, though.
Joslyn was the first friend she'd made on Luminos, like Zar had predicted. She was the fated mate of Yamor, one of Zar's captains who lived on the home world most of the time, managing the harbinger's affairs. Like Ashley, Joslyn had most certainly found a way to make her life on Luminos tolerable.
She reminded Ashley of herself a lot. Joslyn dared to speak to her mate without fear, which they both had come to believe was the key to forming a relationship with Nayanors. There was no love that could be built upon fear and submission, like some of the women seemed to think. In Ashley's mind, that was merely a tolerable slavery.
With her long black hair, sharp green eyes and dimples whe
n she smiled, the first impression Ashley had gotten of Joslyn was "motherly", although that was possibly due to the very obvious growing belly. Joslyn was five years older than her and had been on Luminos for six. She was expecting her third son.
"You'll have one soon enough," Joslyn had told her straight-on when they were in the middle of their first ever conversation.
"I really thought we were still in the phase of talking about our favorite types of music," Ashley had said, pulling a face.
Joslyn had laughed, shrugging.
"If you wish," she'd said. "But this is Luminos. Everything is better if you know what's coming up ahead."
That had sealed the deal for Ashley. She couldn't put it into words how much she appreciated having someone by her side who went through the same experience and took it with the same amount of rational optimism as she did.
"So how are things?" Joslyn asked as they walked.
"I don't know," Ashley laughed. "I've been terribly horny lately. Wasn't that supposed to be a sign of pregnancy? That would be a real joke on me, to get knocked up two weeks after I met the guy."
Joslyn chuckled, her hand gently caressing her belly.
"Not impossible, but I'd take the fact that your mate is a walking testosterone commercial into account," she said.
Ashley snorted.
"Be that as it may," she agreed, "you can't say that out loud. Any Nayanor would report you straight to Yamor."
"Let them," Joslyn said cheerfully. "I don't fear him. I've given him two sons, the third one is on its way and it's been six years. If any Nayanor goes to tell on me, he'll make them a head shorter. Then he'll probably go and work out to impress me, thinking that I'm righteously star-struck by your mate because he's not the alpha compared to the harbinger.
"Nayanors... If you somehow manage to look past the raiding and the violations of basic human rights, they're actually quite amusing."
Smiling, Ashley nodded, looking around. They were walking through the weirdest looking little community she'd ever seen. The long, dark, empty walkway Zar and her had driven through on their first day was full of life now. There were lanterns burning under a roof so high Ashley couldn't see it, looking like stars in a night sky.
