Torrid Teasers Volume 35

by Susan M. Sailors, Camryn Cutler

  Isobel released his throbbing shaft and worked him with one hand flicking her tongue over his ruby head, encircling it, and squeezing her own rock-hard nipples with the other.

  Alejandro inhaled and with a regretful sound, he pushed her away and moved back.

  He didn't want her to finish him that way. He wanted to come deep inside her hot body. He wanted her writhing under him and crying out his name in passion, and Alejandro usually got what he wanted.

  "You aren't getting away that easily,” he breathed.

  Isobel smiled sweetly. “Did you have something else in mind?"

  She was eyeing his still solid length. It looked like a weapon to her.

  "Yes, actually I did. Get on the bed."

  "Um, you know ... I think I'll get some water...” She began to move to the door but Alejandro reached out quickly and grabbed her wrist again, dragging her onto her back upon the bed. “Or I could get on the bed,” she said, somewhat surprised at how fast he'd moved.

  Quickly he removed his clothes and was soon as naked as she.

  He kneeled over her and stroked himself, contemplating her and what he wished to do to her.

  Deciding at last, he reached into his drawer once more and withdrew a vial of reddish liquid. He pulled the stopper and poured it over her belly, smiling as her muscles contracted from the cold.

  He gently rubbed it into her skin and lower to her wet slit, carefully working the oily liquid into her body.

  The scent of cinnamon filled her and at the same time she could feel the heat of the spiced oil warming her further. The banked coals of her fiery arousal licked out bursting to life at his touch.

  Deftly he slid his fingers downward now, lubricating her sheath and further down to her anus.

  "Ah,” she groaned at the new sensation. “I've never...” Her body tensed as one long finger gently pressed within.

  "Shh ... I will not hurt you,” he soothed.

  "But..."

  Alejandro bent and drew his tongue down her slit, gliding smoothly into her and around her swollen labia. She dropped her head back upon the pillows and sighed, surrendering to his loving assault. He nibbled her clit making her suck in a sharp breath, then plunged his tongue within her, using it as he did his marauding cock. “Oh yeah..."

  Soon Isobel felt his hands once more, smoothing the oils up and around her breasts and over her nipples. She quickly felt the intense but not unpleasant heat building and spreading through her breasts.

  He rose over her and suckled each ruby nipple at length, sending darts of pleasure straight to her now pulsing center. His fingers again found her slippery folds and she gasped sharply as he guided his thick cock within her.

  Isobel's eyes opened and focused upon him as he thrust slowly in and out. His shaft was huge and heavy, and the way he moved pressed against her clit sending her off into a fiery climax.

  Alejandro, eyes closed and jaw set, steeled himself to her powerful orgasm, then pushed her legs up and back, preparing to take her second maidenhead.

  His cock, now slick with the oils and her juices, slipped from her pulsing sheath and nudged her star opening. Using just the slightest pressure he penetrated her and she gasped.

  "Oh ... God..."

  Only the thick head of his cock was within her and he moved his hips sliding in another inch. “Do not resist me,” he said, and she did her best to comply.

  Slowly he pressed himself deeper and deeper until he was almost entirely sheathed in her tight passage. “Are you all right?” He looked down and she nodded.

  He could see where their bodies were joined and he pushed the last of his throbbing cock into her virgin opening; his heavy balls slapped her ass softly. Her tight muscles clenched him and he rolled his eyes at the sensation.

  He pulled back slightly only to plunge forward once more and at the same time he slipped his fingers within her sheath.

  Alejandro heard her groan softly in surprise, then watched her face as he began to fuck her in earnest. Her eyes rolled up and she bit her lower lip with her top teeth.

  The sensation of being entirely filled was overwhelming and she came almost immediately, bucking upward to his thrusting fingers and downward to his pounding cock. Feeling both so deeply within her was incredibly erotic and when he ran his thumb lightly along her clit, she shrieked and came again, gushing around his hand.

  He brought his fingers to her lips.

  "Suck,” he whispered and slipped them within her mouth. She suckled him, and tasted her own musky passion along with the sweet, spicy cinnamon of the oil.

  Alejandro watched her lick and suck his fingers, then slowly slid his length from her anus. He moved over her and stroked himself to a climax, spurting streams of his seed upon her belly.

  He rested a moment, then rolled to his side, reaching for his shirt. He placed it upon her and she took it, cleaning herself, then stood, brought back a damp cloth and cleaned him as well.

  He watched her through sated, half-lidded eyes and waited to see what she would do next.

  Alejandro had schooled her well as to what pleasured him. She was a perfect bed slave; he could have sold her for a fortune in gold many times over, but he found he couldn't. Had she known how deeply his feelings for her ran, she would have been astounded.

  When she finished cleaning him, she lay beside him and then reached down to fondle his flaccid cock.

  "Did I hurt you?” he asked quietly.

  "No."

  "I am sorry for the way I spoke to you. You did not deserve it,” he said.

  Isobel didn't answer, but she did continue toying with him, making his cock—which was beginning to stir—twitch and jerk under her hand. He was definitely feeling aroused once more. Isobel knew he was a formidable lover, but wondered just exactly how much stamina he had.

  She had allowed him unlimited access to her body and the freedom to do whatever he liked to see what it was she liked ... and he'd found it. She was frankly shocked at herself, and at what she had become.

  At the same time, she marveled at the trust she had in him not to hurt her; the very real risk she had taken was not lost upon either of them, and she smiled a bit. She belonged to him entirely now, she knew.

  Sooner than she would have expected, he was fully engorged under her stroking hand and he pulled her atop him, sliding his fingers to her clit, rubbing small circles around it.

  With a firm thrust he was within her and she inhaled at the sensation. She didn't think she would ever become accustomed to his sheer size and girth.

  "I love to make you come on my cock,” he said quietly, voice husky with passion. “The feeling is exquisite."

  She was already beginning to feel the first tingling of an orgasm when he spoke, and the still present cinnamon oil deep inside her pussy made it that much more intense.

  "Oh ... yeah...” she moaned, bending to ride him hard. “Oh yes ... yes..."

  He rested his hands upon her hips as she thrust herself up and down upon him, then moved to push her back until she was holding herself up between his spread thighs, with her arms back, and breasts thrust forward. He stroked her throbbing clit and she moaned as she came hard upon him, clenching his thick rod with her powerful muscles.

  The oil, which Alejandro had used upon them, contained a mild aphrodisiac, which worked to heighten their senses. It did not induce any serious mind-altering state, but it made sex that much better, honing their pleasure to an intense point.

  He rolled her yielding body to her back and pumped into her slowly.

  He'd already spent himself once and knew the second time would be somewhat longer arriving.

  Hooking her leg over his shoulder, Alejandro penetrated her deeply and she groaned as the head of his cock slammed into her cervix repeatedly, battering her mercilessly. He listened to the rhythmic sound of her breathing, a counter tempo to his thrusts.

  "Talk to me, Isobel...” he growled.

  "Alejandro ... You are so sexy...” she whispered. “God you're so h
ot ... You fuck like a rockstar ... I love it when you make me come..."

  Often her words made no sense to him, but little did it matter. She was still perfection; her total surrender to him was nearly complete, and he knew she would soon be his totally.

  "Tell me what you want.” His breathing was coming short now and sounded somewhat ragged. He turned his head and kissed and nipped at her thigh upon his shoulder.

  "Fuck me harder ... deeper ... Uh..."

  "You are such a wanton little whore,” he said “Were you this way with all of your lovers?"

  "I ... only had one ... other before you.... “she panted, approaching a climax.

  "Only one?"

  "Yessss..."

  "Good."

  He thrust into her this way until she cried out, climaxing upon him and he ground his teeth at the tight pull of her pussy upon his cock.

  Before she came to her senses, he moved away from her, and into his wardroom where he pulled the bell. He returned and shook her awake.

  "Get on your hands and knees,” he said, and she quickly did as he instructed.

  He seated himself comfortably upon his bed, bracing his back against the headboard.

  "Now come here."

  She crawled to him on her hands and knees across his bed and he smiled. Knowing he was pleased at her submission, she smiled back.

  "Take me within your mouth and suck me,” he instructed her.

  She bent her head to him and began to suckle, slowly drawing her tongue up the length of his shaft making him shudder. She suckled his heavy ball sac, licking around it and pulling each testicle into her mouth, then swirling her tongue up and around the head of his cock, licking her lips slowly, and raising her eyes to his.

  "Yes, that's right,” he breathed. “Very good, Isobel."

  She bent back to him taking his entire length within her mouth until he felt it bump against the back of her throat. A slight contraction of her throat clenched him briefly and he inhaled at the sensation.

  While she worked his cock, she did not hear the door behind them open and then close.

  Alejandro looked up and saw his mate Miguel enter.

  In way of greeting, he nodded slightly, but said nothing.

  Miguel began to disrobe and moved silently to stand behind Isobel's upturned ass.

  He stroked himself slowly, priming his erection in order to take her from behind as his captain had instructed him.

  It did not take long to become fully aroused watching her lovely backside moving gently up and down as she bobbed her head in Alejandro's lap.

  Miguel climbed upon the bed, and took his cock in his hand, then drawing it up her soaking cleft, he inhaled and shuddered at the sensation of her hot body upon him and at last plunged within her tight sheath.

  Alejandro watched her as Miguel took her from behind. Her head came up in shock and she looked directly into his eyes, then moved to escape the man behind her.

  Miguel anticipated her movement and took her firmly around the waist, pulling her body into his more firmly. Lazily, Alejandro lifted his hand and pressed her head down.

  "You have not finished..."

  "But ... unh...” She exhaled, forgetting what it was she wanted to say as Miguel began to pound into her with hard, deep strokes.

  "Do not stop until I say you may, Isobel."

  She took him into her mouth and once more began to suckle and soon the only sounds in the room were the rhythmic slapping of Miguel's thighs against Isobel's and Isobel's soft grunts around his cock.

  Alejandro lifted his hand some time later and signaled Miguel back, noting the small, disappointed noise Isobel made. He touched her head. “You may stop."

  She looked up into his eyes once more and he saw the glazed look; she was very close to climaxing.

  "Did you enjoy Miguel's cock?"

  "Yes,” she replied quietly.

  "Even while mine filled your pretty mouth, Isobel?” He traced her bottom lip, swollen a bit from her ministrations.

  "Yes."

  "Say it."

  "I enjoyed Miguel's cock while I sucked yours."

  "Good girl. Miguel, sit here.” He indicated the edge of the bed, and Miguel moved.

  He was still entirely aroused and his thick cock jutted up between his legs obscenely.

  "And you, my pet ... you will sit ... here."

  He pushed her back slightly until her buttocks bumped against Miguel, who reached up and pulled her toward him. His other hand touched her and smoothed the cinnamon oils around her anal opening and then along his cock.

  Slowly she took her time and pressed him deeply within her, gasping at the sensation of fullness she experienced.

  Alejandro's eyes glittered darkly as he watched her do his bidding. “Yes, very good,” he soothed her.

  Miguel's hands came up and cupped her breasts, their smooth ivory tops spilled over his callused hands. She watched him maul her breasts for a few moments and then covered his hands with her own, echoing his movement.

  Miguel moved up and back, dragging her body farther onto the bed, then parted her folds with his free hand and fondled her roughly until her clit was throbbing and erect, and she groaned openly.

  Alejandro sat in a chair before them and watched. He sipped a glass of wine and absently stroked his still hard member from time to time.

  "Do not come until I say you may, Isobel,” he said.

  "What?” she breathed. “How?"

  "I am certain you will think of something. Miguel, do not let her climax,” he said and Miguel said something in Spanish which made Alejandro laugh.

  "Miguel said you are an incredible fuck, and he hopes you come first."

  "Please, Alejandro, I can't do this...” she whimpered.

  "You will. Because if you do not, I will turn you over and I will beat your lovely ass once more, and I do not wish to do that tonight. Do you understand?"

  "Yes."

  "Good. Spread your legs."

  Miguel helped her by taking a creamy thigh in each of his big hands and pulling her legs up and over his thighs, spreading her wide.

  "Touch yourself, Isobel,” Alejandro instructed.

  One of her hands continued stroking and pinching at her engorged nipples, the other slid down and over the top of her pubis to stroke along her moist folds, lightly tracing the lines and contours of her hot mound. She delved deeply, plunging first two, then three fingers into her sheath.

  Isobel was a creature of pure sensation now. All thoughts of time and place were beyond her as she concentrated upon the incredible flaming pleasure overtaking her, doing her level best to deny the inevitable.

  Alejandro watched a moment more, then stood and approached the bed. He took her chin in his hand and kissed her until she moaned against his mouth, possessing her entirely.

  "Look at me as you come, Isobel,” he whispered.

  Her eyes locked upon his and she surrendered, letting the intense rush overtake her, trembling and finally crying out as she came.

  Alejandro moved forward onto the bed. “That was lovely,” he remarked, reaching down to dip his fingers within her honeyed sheath. Her muscles still trembled within her and he could feel the tremors. He stroked her gently, then lifting his fingers to his lips, he tasted her.

  "Ah...” was all she could manage, before her head fell back onto Miguel's shoulder once more. Alejandro looked down at her and smiled the slow, sexy smile she'd come to know so well. Without a word, he lay between her spread thighs and began to methodically lick her. Darting his skilled tongue all around her throbbing clit, licking and suckling, scoring her tiny bit of flesh with his sharp teeth, then suckling her and licking to soothe the pleasure-pain.

  Isobel's body rocked into his plundering mouth, a slave to the sensations he created, denying him nothing.

  Her breathing was harsh and quick and he knew she was close to her completion once again. He paused.

  "Get out, Miguel,” he said low and Miguel withdrew from her tight body and hasti
ly left the room.

  Alejandro laid her back, her body sore but still aroused and moved willingly into the position he wanted, but her mind was entirely focused on the dark eyes that bored into hers. He came over her and rested above her on his hands, balancing his weight, his long hair brushing her cheek. Slowly he bent his head to her and whispered in her ear.

  "Tell me what you want."

  "Fuck me, Alejandro, fill me up, make me beg ... make me yours.” The last slipped out unbidden and his eyes widened slightly. He took her wrists, one in each hand and pulled them slowly over her head, pinning her lightly with one hand.

  "Yes.” With a sound close to a growl, he plunged within her body, pounding his passion into her. “Whom do you belong to?” he ground out in her ear. “Who else can make you feel this way?"

  "You ... oh God ... only you...” she cried, and came like she never had before.

  * * * *

  Later, he lay beside her half-asleep, and enjoying the warm press of her body against his. She was not asleep he knew and he made his decision.

  Reaching again to his bed table, he pulled out several papers and laid them upon her flat belly.

  "What are these?” she asked sleepily.

  "Can you read?"

  "Yes."

  He nodded and let her look at the sheaf.

  "Notice of Manumission?” she said quietly. “You're freeing me?"

  "I told you if you pleased me I would set you free.” He laid a soft kiss upon her upturned nose. “You have pleased me greatly, Isobel."

  "But..."

  "You do not wish to go?"

  "I-I don't know,” she said quietly.

  "You cannot stay here. This is not the life for you, you must go back to your world."

  She nodded, swallowing back the tears that gathered in her eyes and throat. “I know."

  He kissed her then, and held her as they fell asleep together.

  * * * *

  Dawn found her alone in his great bed. She arose quietly, somewhat sore from the night's activities, and moved to the basin where she washed herself, then opened the chest at the foot of his bed.

  If she was correct, the ship would be docked in port this morning, and she would go ashore.