by Aria Bell
A flood of arousal swept through me at the thought. My wet pussy filled with heat and a deep ache for him I no longer bothered to deny. My voice was hoarse. “What’s stopping you?”
His big hands clenched into fists. “You are a hostage here. I could not take advantage of you. I may be a pirate, but I do have honor.”
I didn’t want to hear about his honor. I only wanted to feel something. To lose myself for a moment in bliss and push all these problems eating at me away. I wanted a lover who I would remember no matter what came next in my life. I wanted him. I wanted to be reckless. I had nothing to lose except the pain that lingered in my mind, pushed to the back, but ready to return if I let my guard down for an instant.
The look I gave him was full of challenge. “So you do want me to beg for it.” I took up the gauntlet and gave him my naughtiest smile, thrilled to see how much of an effect it had on him. He was still rock hard, his big cock outlined against the crotch of his pants. When I looked at it, my core clenched with need, and I felt hot and slippery and sexy beyond words. His eyes were wide, and for the first time since he came striding down the ramp of his ship, he looked off-balance as I started to get down on my knees.
He stepped forward and grabbed my hands. Then he pulled me against him, cupping my ass as he ground his hard cock against my body with a savage growl. “I wanted you from the moment I set eyes on you. But I never wanted you as a hostage.” His arrogant smile returned full force. “There’s only one thing I can do. A thing I should’ve done a long time ago.” He traced along my cheek with his finger, the tenderness in the gesture melting my heart. “I free you, Captain Trasker. You’re no longer my hostage.”
He withdrew from me as I stared at him as though the universal translators had stopped working. My confusion must have been written all over my face, because he swept a bow to me.
“Don’t look at me like that. I swear to keep you protected until I can drop you off somewhere safe. I am the strongest on this ship, and I will kill anyone who thinks to harm you.” His bright blue eyes burned like lasers as he stared into my eyes, and his throbbing cock still strained against the front of his pants. I licked my lips and swallowed as another surge of lust had me breathless. That only seemed to inflame him, and his husky words seemed to vibrate right through me. “Damn it, little human. You’ll be the death of me. I can’t keep resisting this temptation. I’m only a male, for the sake of the stars. You are my guest, Captain Trasker.”
As powerful as I felt, driving him to this state of arousal, I also didn’t know where to go from here. My body knew precisely what it wanted, but my thoughts were a jumble in my mind, mixed with all my emotions: elation, lust, hope, and my worry that despite his confidence, he would be in danger from his crew for freeing their “treasure” and denying them the ransom they expected.
But when I opened my mouth, what passed my lips was little more than a whisper. “Call me Sylvis, please. I don’t want to hear my last name anymore.”
He closed his eyes and cursed softly. When he opened his eyes again, I knew exactly what he wanted…and exactly how badly I desired it right back.
He didn’t say a word as he strode across the room and effortlessly swept me up into his arms. His kiss stole my breath. It was demanding, irresistible. I yielded to his lips; my body melted against him. His bulging arms felt like steel encased in velvet. The warmth of his skin only stirred my passion higher, making me yearn to be naked in his arms.
I slid my hands up his back, his neck, awed by his incredible strength. He deepened the kiss, and I finally had to break it for a gulp of air, feeling slightly dizzy even as I bit at his lower lip and pulled it teasingly. He set me down gently, steadying me with his big hands as I got my feet under me again.
Then his hands were on me, sliding along my curves, up my sides to cup my breasts as he leaned in and kissed his way along my neck, making me suck in breath at the cyclone of sensations roaring through me. He expertly undid the clasps of my uniform, kissing me while undressing me piece by piece as I watched with half-lidded eyes.
His large fingers were surprisingly deft as he worked me out of my shirt, freeing my breasts. He caressed one breast with his left hand, teasing my nipple, tracing his big thumb over the tip, and lowered his head to my other breast, taking my nipple into his mouth. He matched the motion of his thumb with his tongue, flicking my aching tip, biting ever so gently, the perfect amount of sensation to pull a helpless moan from me.
He wasn’t done, not by a long shot. He undid my belt, then slid down my pants, drawing them down my legs slowly as he sank to his knees in front of me. This huge Jardan warrior was on his knees before me, and I felt lightheaded with desire for him. I rested my hands on his powerful shoulder muscles as he kissed his way up my inner thigh, drew his tongue roughly along the silk of my panties where I was wet with desire for him. He did it roughly enough that I felt the delightful friction of his tongue through the silk and arched my hips to give him better access to my pussy.
But he denied me, instead moving to take the top of my panties in his teeth and slowly sliding them down. He stared up at me as he bared me, and his nostrils flared and desire burned in his eyes when he caught scent of my musk. That look simultaneously had me feeling like a goddess and flooded my pussy with cream in anticipation of what the passion in his eyes promised.
Once I was naked, I expected him to throw me back on the bed and sheath himself all the way in me and begin to fuck me until I was mindlessly calling his name. Instead he stepped backward, out of my reach.
He looked at me as I stood there naked, bared to his gaze, my nipples tight and erect, my panties around my ankles, and the moisture from my pussy smeared across my thigh, impossible to miss. He seemed to devour the sight of me, ravishing me with his eyes, burning with intensity as he took in my every curve as if burning my image into his permanent memory. His large cock strained against his pants, and I wondered that it didn’t simply rip its way free. And if it didn’t rip its way free in the next few moments, I was determined to help it escape, needing to have my hands on his cock, stroking him even harder. Pumping him until he couldn’t stand it, until he spread my legs and drove his cock into me as I wanted right now more than anything.
“I want to fuck you, Sylvis,” he growled, the lust in his voice making his words rough, making me shiver with pleasure as if he’d just flicked his tongue over my clit. “I want to have you in every way. I want to make you mine.” His eyes blazed like twin blue stars as he pinned me with the intensity of his gaze. “What do you want?”
“I want you to fuck me,” I rasped out. “I want you to fuck me until I can’t think, until my toes curl, until I can barely breathe. And then I want you to do it again.”
His laugh was low and full of sexual promise. The sound of it made my already hard nipples ache with need. He kicked off his boots and stripped out of his pants. His cock was stunning, thrusting upward away from his body, long and throbbing with his own desire. The tip was decorated with a bead of precum, and I bit my lip, grinding my thighs against one another to try and ease the ache of pure lust the sight of him stirred in me.
He never took his gaze off mine as he crossed the distance between us. From the look in his eyes, I didn’t think a steel wall would’ve stopped him from reaching me. He drew me into a fierce kiss, and his hand skimmed up my thigh toward my pussy. I shifted my hips, spreading my legs for him. His finger traced along my lower lips, circled my clit with just enough pressure to set off fireworks inside my brain, then slipped his finger into my ready pussy. He gave a possessive, primal grunt of satisfaction when his fingers found me sopping wet and achingly hot for him.
Without a word, he lifted me in his arms, one arm wrapped around my torso to keep me steady, the other supporting me and lifting me by my ass cheeks as if his hand were a chair. His big muscles bulged, but incredibly, his arms didn’t shake. My weight was next to nothing for him.
“Are you going to hold me,” I managed to gasp out as
he stared deep into me with those blazing blue eyes, moving against me so that my legs spread wide, opening my dripping pussy to him. “Hold me in the air to…” I groaned as the head of his cock nudged at my lower lips, then slipped inside my slick channel. “In the air to fuck me?”
No answer, only that sexy, arrogant smile that I wanted to kiss. I wrapped my arms around his thick neck as he slowly drove his cock all the way inside me, giving me time to grow used to his impressive girth.
Kash slid one hand behind me, supporting my back and my weight with only one arm. He was amazingly strong. His other hand slid up my side, cupped my breast, then went higher, to clench in my long, dark hair. I gasped with delight when he bunched his fingers, not pulling my hair hard enough to really hurt, only a dull pull that showed he controlled me completely. I had no leverage as he held me in mid air with his incredible strength and began to pump his hips, driving his cock deep into me, rocking me back with each powerful thrust.
My orgasm hit me with the suddenness of an asteroid strike. One moment I was tossed around in cresting waves of pleasure, the next all my muscles were clenching, and I was almost sobbing his name.
He didn’t even speed up his thrusts when I shattered around him. And a moment later, my pleasure hit a new crest, moving higher, becoming even more intense, a fog of ecstasy clouding my mind as I realized another orgasm was building and building fast each time his large cock pumped into my channel, hitting my G-spot as he fucked deep into my wet heat.
I gave myself to him totally. I no longer tried to match his rhythm. I only held on to him and rode wave after incredible wave of sensation until my thoughts were nothing but an unending haze of bliss. He never took his eyes off me, seeming to revel in the heights of the pleasure he was driving me to. He was claiming me, owning me in every sense of the word, thrusting deep into my hot core over and over again as I clutched at his rock-hard muscles and hung on for dear life. His thrusts came even faster, and if felt his cock begin to pulse within me, shooting hot cum deep inside me. He kept pumping into me through his orgasm, all the muscles of his huge body rigid with his pleasure, until he finally stopped, holding me and both of us breathing hard.
He pulled me to him, hugging my body as I trembled with the power of my final orgasm. I felt boneless, exhausted, and perfectly sated. He slowly pulled out of me, and I made a wordless sound of dismay at not having him inside me anymore. I let him carry my weight to the bed and gently lay me down on it.
“A short rest,” he whispered, kissing my forehead gently. I could feel the smile on his lips. “And then we’ll do it again, my beautiful little captain. Until there is no doubt in your mind exactly how I feel about you.” He chuckled, and the deep, throaty sound managed to send a thrill of desire even through my exhausted body. “After all, tersa tuval, your wish is my command.”
Tersa tuval. His fiery princess. Right now, I felt like royalty.
This was promising to be the most incredible night of my life…and it had only just begun.
CHAPTER FIVE
Captain Sylvis Trasker
I stirred awake when the auto-illumination lights slowly brightened, filling my room with artificial sunlight. Right away I reached for Kash…and found my bed empty. I must’ve been exhausted, because he’d left without waking me. A glance at the time display told me I’d slept for ten hours…right through the dinner he’d invited me to share with him before things had gone in an entirely different direction.
I’d fallen asleep safe in his arms. I’d been hoping to wake there as well. The fact that he was gone left me disappointed and a little restless. He’d probably had to go to the bridge…but I already missed him.
As I rolled out bed and headed to the tube shower, an overriding sense of calmness came over me. Last night’s cacophony of emotions had gone strangely silent in my mind. I had no regrets about what had happened between us. It had been wonderful. Planet-shaking, asteroid-impact, mind-blowingly wonderful. The best sex I’d ever had. I only wished Kash were here right now so I could see that cocky smile of his. The smile that told me he knew exactly the effect he’d had on me, on my body.
I washed slowly, trying to think about everything that had happened without letting my feelings get in the way, although the longer I was awake, the more those emotions began to creep back to the forefront of my mind.
Kash had said I was free. He’d released me, turned me from his hostage into his guest…and then we’d become lovers, giving in to the desire sparking between us. I didn’t know where we’d go from here or what would happen now…but as much as I told myself to guard my heart against him, I found myself putting my trust in him anyway. He might be a pirate, but he’d kissed me with such passion and held me with such tenderness that I knew he felt more for me than only lust. The caring way he’d touched my cheek meant as much to me as the fire in his kisses. Besides, he was risking his entire ship, even his life, to keep from sending me back to my father. I didn’t know how he intended to pull it off, but I was willing to follow his lead.
Cleaned up and dressed, I made my way toward the door. I didn’t want to stay trapped in this room a second longer than I had to, especially if I was no longer a hostage. And even more than that, I wanted to see him. By now he must have told the rest of the crew that I was no longer their hostage and had probably already turned the ship around to head toward the outer rim. But when I reached the door, the panel flashed red, and the door didn’t open.
The door was still locked…and Kash was nowhere to be seen.
A chill went through me as my heart seemed to stutter, then come back beating twice as fast. He’d locked me in here again when he’d left. Please tell me he had a good reason for keeping me trapped here. It was for my safety—had to be.
On unsteady legs, I made my way to the vidscreen and turned it on. I searched through the computer menus looking for something to tell me the ship’s current location. The vast majority of network databases were restricted from this terminal, but I did find one that told me what I needed to know. The Defiance Blade was currently in the Lyss System. Where my home planet of Tirinva was. Where my father was.
He hadn’t turned the ship around after all. And I was still locked in my room. Like a prisoner.
Please tell me I hadn’t been seduced and used by a pirate who’d been at space for a few weeks and simply wanted the nearest warm pussy he could find. Tell me I hadn’t been dumb enough to fall for his lies.
Desperate. I’d been desperate enough to fall for his lies.
I tried to think back to the passion and emotion that led up to our lovemaking—or maybe for him it had just been fucking—but even though I’d woken with an image of his blue eyes in my mind and hoping to see his cocky smile, now I kept thinking about how I’d broken down in front of him.
Oh damn it all, I couldn’t believe I’d cried in front of that big, oafish pig. Him and all his arrogant smiles and his silly synth-leather jacket and his bare chest beneath it that had actually hurt my hand a little when I’d been pounding against his muscles. The sympathy I’d seen in his eyes had made my heart ache and my stomach clench…and when that sympathy changed into passion, I’d lost all control. But I didn’t need his stupid sympathy. He was the reason I’d had to face my father. A man I’d sworn I’d never talk to again. I’d not only lost my freedom, I’d lost my dignity too.
Now these brigands, these pirate scum—and Kash Dra’sten was chief among them—were hauling me back to him, greedy for the ransom. Not only that, but Kash had made a fool of me, making me believe he would set me free, that he was interested in me as anything other than a female play toy. I’d been taken in by his tenderness and betrayed by my own body’s reaction to him. I had to remember that I was only a payday to them, nothing else. When my father had me back under his control, he’d begin scheming to marry me off to Qegort or some other lord, to seal some deal or strengthen a political alliance. Now that’d I’d lost the Mero Tallasa, it wouldn’t be easy for me to get another captain commiss
ion. If my father put out word I’d colluded with pirates to raid my own ship, my career was done.
Without the means to support myself, I was done.
I gritted my teeth, refusing to give in to despair. I began to pace, back and forth, back and forth around the room, increasingly convinced Kash had fooled me and used me. Otherwise, where was he? Why was the door locked? Why were we in my home star system?
Hours passed. I blankly stared at shows on the vidscreen that I immediately forgot. I chewed protein and carb bars that I didn’t taste. My stomach was a twisted-up knot of frozen rubber bands. As I lay on my bunk, smelling his male scent in my sheets, the ache inside me only deepened. I made up and discarded a hundred wild escape plans until the door chime sounded, startling me out of my thoughts. The doors unlocked and slid open.
Captain Kash Dra’sten stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed over his massive chest. He was grinning at me.
