He ran his fingers over her flesh. Drawn back to the magic of his touch, she moaned as his trailing fingers left a hot path of yearning in their wake. He licked and nibbled at her earlobes and kissed her lips, each kiss becoming deeper and more intense, more passionate. His fingers sneaked inside her bra and tweaked at her nipples, making her whisper his name.
“You ain’t gonna make this easy for either one of us, are you?”
Her pussy responded to every taunting word and touch. This was luscious seduction, and Drakker wasn’t rushing any of it. He seemed to be enjoying it as much as she was.
A soft tingle teased her insides until every nerve started jumping and popping like cold water off a sizzling-hot frying pan. It felt like someone had turned up the heat. The prickly sensation turned into a light irritation. Her mind and body burned to be free of every inch of confining material. Her body was scorching. Fay’s erect nipples pressed hard against the fabric of her bra. They ached for release. Her pleasure was turning into desperation.
“Take the damn bra off me!” she pleaded to be touched flesh to flesh. She was right on the edge when her body fell from its dreamy peak. Frustrated, she groaned. Needy for sensation. That fix of ecstasy.
“The burn’s hitting you, isn’t it?” Drakker stroked a hand over her body. She almost screamed as her flesh spiked with tenderness. The soft tingles from his fingertips now felt like lightning, causing the prickles of temptation to rebuild all those succulent needs. She was climbing a peak to climax, about to fall off when Drakker withdrew his hand. The herb pushed her need back to desperate levels, but once again Drakker denied her satisfaction.
“Aaahh!” She cried out in disappointment. Her head was spinning. Her body felt a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Look at me, Fay.” His deep voice aroused her more. “Are you a Dirt Dweller spy?”
“Nooo.”
“Look at me, Fay.”
She couldn’t stop herself from scanning down his sexy broad shoulders to his lean waist. It was his awesome V-line muscle, slanting down from his lower stomach to his genitals that grabbed her hungry stare. Her mind filled with the need to feel the weight of him pressed against her, crushing her beneath him in a passionate embrace.
“Are you a Dirt Dweller?”
She looked away. “No! Stop asking me.”
Drakker ran his fingertips over her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth. He put his finger on the tip of her tongue and stroked it back and forth in a suggestive and tantalizing rhythm. The sensation made her groan as the seeping wetness between her thighs threatened to spill more to the floor. I’ll give you my cock if you tell me the truth.” He removed his finger from her mouth. “Talk to me.”
“Take me.” She breathed, wanting nothing more at the moment than to feel what the motion of his finger in her mouth promised. “Show me what you’ve got.” She was burning up with a raw need to be fucked by a man who knew what he was doing, and Drakker was that man.
His shallow intake of air told her he was as turned on as she was. He leaned in. The waft of his breath stimulated her skin in a pleasurable caress as he whispered close to her ear, “No.”
One second she couldn’t bear his touch, and in the next, she was sure she’d die from the lack of it. “Please. Only you can turn this pain into pleasure.”
“I want to take mercy on you, Fay.” His chest pumped up and down with his shallow breaths. “I can stop this, but only if you’ll tell me where you’re from and why you’re here.”
“I know why you keep looking at the mirror! That bastard is somehow watching us through it. He is, isn’t he?”
He turned a stern glance toward the mirrored wall behind him. “So you resist me because Logan watches?”
“He said he would, but I didn’t know for sure. Now I know he really is,” she murmured. Her mind was crazy with need. She couldn’t keep her thoughts or what she wanted straight in her head. “He’s getting off on this.” If honest with herself, she had to admit some of her excitement came from thinking he was back there in the dark, watching.
“Then deny him the pleasure and talk.”
“No, he wants to break me. I won’t…break.”
Drakker raked his eyes over her. The sensation caused her body to rise in an erotic climb she knew would once again fall just short of its peak the minute she sought release.
“It’s not going to get better until I give you—”
“Your cock?”
“…the antidote.” He brushed past her.
Fay arched trying to press her skin against his for relief. He backed away before they touched. She attempted to kick her legs in aggravation, but the chains restrained her actions. She squirmed and jiggled around, anything to create a friction that might release her frustration.
“Please! I can’t tell you anything because I don’t know anything! I swear.” She stared at his crotch. His tight leather pants didn’t disguise or hide his erection. God, in spite of herself she wanted him. Maybe if she appeared unbothered by what he was doing, he’d give in and satisfy her. “I’m a woman. I’ll outlast you with this kind of torment, Drakker.”
“No, ma chérie, you won’t.” He looked where she’d been gawking and took his time unbuttoning his pants. “Because I’m just getting started.” He separated the material, yanking it down just enough to show a tantalizing bit of his manhood. She closed her eyes against the lust consuming her.
“Fay, look at me.”
Oh my God, I can’t. She gasped for breath. “Don’t…”
Drakker’s partial exposure was tempting her. Ideas of what she’d like him to do to her, moved on to dirtier thoughts of what she’d like to do to him. The words “slippery elm” came to mind, but she couldn’t speak them.
“Fay.” He sang her name like a gentle song. “You know you want to see my cock,” Drakker taunted. “You want to touch it and feel its hardness deep inside of you.”
“Nooo,” she lied.
“No?” He smirked. “But your eyes say yes.” He sniffed the air and gave a rakish grin. “I love the scent of your arousal.”
“Oh God.” The desire and need to fuck was overwhelming. His dirty talk wasn’t making it easier to resist his temptation.
“Soon, I’ll enjoy your taste.”
“Then do it!” The effects of the serum were consuming her. Her body was on fire with need.
“You’d like to feel my warm tongue slip through the folds of your wet pussy, wouldn’t you?”
Fay writhed at the image his provocative words evoked. She was going to burst if he didn’t fuck her soon. He passed by so close, she was tempted to try to rub against him.
“Nuh ah,” he teased, making sure she couldn’t buck against his arm. He took great care to not let her touch him.
“Pleeeassse…God damn it! Drakker, touch me!”
He shook his head at her cry. “Are you a Dirt Dweller spy?”
Her mind tipped, and she lost her control. “Yes, a Dweller. I’m a Dweller. Not a spy,” she panted.
“Good girl.” He cupped his hand against her pussy. She groaned in gratitude as he allowed her to rub her wetness into his palm. She got four fervent strokes of pleasurable relief before his sudden abandonment. She opened her eyes to find Drakker licking her crème from his hand.
Needlelike tingles burst out along her body, stimulating and frustrating her at the same time. The sight of his controlled hunger set her mind aflame with the desire to feel this man inside her. She wanted him, and she knew he wanted her. “I won’t beg.”
“You won’t have to if you tell me why you’re here. Otherwise—” He backed up and stroked his hand over the exposed portion of his cock. The suggestive act made the wetness between her thighs trail another wet path down her legs. She couldn’t take much more of this. She was sure to go insane. Her body and privates burned with a passion she never could have imagined feeling. Her nipples hurt from their erect state, and her need to be touched or sucked was becoming unbearable.
/> She was out of control, and she loved the freedom to express it. “Give it to me.” She swallowed, disbelieving she was actually enjoying saying these things. It was so unlike her, but she liked it. “Give me your cock.”
“If I hear the word yes and a number in response to my next question, I’ll show it all to you.” He reached inside his pants, but didn’t pull his dick free. His hungry gaze pierced hers. “Do the Dirt Dwellers have aircraft now?”
Without thought of her government’s punishment, Fay answered, “Yes, four photon. Ten standard. Over a thousand spread between all the underground cities across the nation.”
“Good girl, now we’re working together.” He pushed his pants down and took his engorged cock in hand. Her mouth opened, and her pussy tingled with intensity. Fay’s hypnotized gaze followed his pants as they slipped down his well-built thighs to the floor. His legs were as tanned as the rest of him. The man must spend all his time naked.
Stroking his shaft, Drakker asked, “You want to suck on this? You’ll get it when you tell me everything I want to know.”
“I have.”
The fact he didn’t wear underwear made a peek at his goods irresistible. Drakker was well endowed and stood there completely naked, without an ounce of bashfulness or shame.
“No…not all.” He stepped out of his pants. Using his foot, he pushed them aside as he circled around and stopped behind her.
The moment she felt the palm of his hand stroke over the curves of her ass, she moaned. The wonderful sensation of his cool skin on her hot flesh caused Fay to cry out. His breath on her ear sent her lust soaring. “I saw you put the red stuff in your mouth. Why aren’t you suffering like me?”
“I didn’t ingest it like you did.”
“Drakker, help me,” Fay yelled. She couldn’t take any more.
He growled as he slipped the tip of his swollen shaft along the crack of her ass. Exhilaration rode her as he traced moist kisses over her shoulders. “Remember, this compelling feeling isn’t going to stop until you tell me everything.”
“I have.”
“No, you haven’t. So, you know what I’m going to do next?”
“No. No more!”
“You don’t mean what you’re saying. You’re enjoying this too much. You don’t want me to stop until I fuck you…right here in front of Logan. Am I right?”
She couldn’t deny his words. She wanted him and his cock. And she wanted Logan to watch. The idea of his taking her in front of Logan was more than exciting, it was a sinful surrender to her wildest fantasy.
At her silence, he moved away and stepped back in front of her fondling his cock. There was a tremble in his voice when he said, “I know what you want, but I can’t give you that. Only you can. So until you decide you’ve had enough and start talking, I’m going to make you watch me pleasure myself over the next hour.”
His words continued to badger her, drawing out her desire for wild, even kinky, sex. “Just let me rest my arms.”
He released the chains just enough for her to fall to her hands and knees.
She leaned back on her haunches and gasped for air.
Drakker nudged her shoulder, pushing her to all fours again. “I’ll rub my cock all over your sweet body, Fay. Just like I’m sure you’ve fantasized about. I’ll make my cock come slow, releasing my hot chisum all over your sweet ass.”
She heard him groan, a torturous grunt. Fay fell to her elbows, knowing the sight of her bare bottom in the air gave Drakker full view of her wet, needy pussy.
“God damn it.”
She smiled to herself when she heard him cuss beneath his breath. If she was going to go through hell, so was he. His rapid breaths told her she’d succeeded in giving him back a little of what he was giving her. A silence fell.
She heard his hand slap something and another round of cussing and then more silence. She came up on all fours and looked behind her. Drakker was standing with his head down and his eyes shut as he made feverish strokes along his cock until he came.
“No!” Fay screamed at his solo pleasure and her remaining need. She was about to reach for her pussy when he opened his eyes. Anger colored his stare and stayed her hand. He pulled the handle on the wall, raising her chains, forcing her to stand. She craned her neck back to get a view over her shoulder and saw his member was still hard even after he’d come.
“You’re a horny little one, aren’t you?”
Like Fay, Drakker’s cock wasn’t going down without full satisfaction. “Okay, ma chérie,” he said with renewed strength in his tone. “If that little scenario isn’t enough to break you, I’ll bring in another woman. I’ll use her to show you how I’ll fondle, kiss, lick, suck, and fuck your breasts, your ass, and your slit. I’ll do it until she comes just like I’ll make you come once you talk. And then…” He came around in front of her.
Her head hung as she watched him drop to his knees in front of her, bringing his face directly in line with her pussy. He drew a breath. His eyes closed as if he were enjoying her sweet aroma. Her pussy twitched, and Drakker blew a gentle stream of warm air over her clitoris.
On a soft inhale, she released a breathy oh. She searched the room to see if the energy of the other mind traveler was still there. It wasn’t. Fay tossed her head back. Her ponytail flew over her head whipping her back, as she screamed. “Okay! No more. I can’t take any more. I came here to find out the truth.”
“What truth?”
“Give me relief, and I’ll talk all night.”
His touch was featherlight as he slid his finger along the outside of her slit, toying with the wetness seeping from between her pussy lips. She groaned at his refusal to enter her carnal folds and bring her to full satisfaction.
“I saw your documents.”
Drakker grinned then said with a hint of humor, “Hell, didn’t you just.”
Embarrassment flushed at her cheeks. She hadn’t been talking about his cock. “I mean, I saw the documents…the ones you keep in the safe.”
“Which safe?”
When she didn’t reply he withdrew his hand. She shuddered. “The historical documents in Logan’s study. That safe.”
He glanced over his shoulder. Fay bucked against his hand to bring his attention back to her needs. “Are you talking about the parchments of how the Underworld government practiced genocide on their own people? Against us?”
The only sound was her ragged breaths.
“How did you see those documents? We just got here.”
She rocked her head. “No more info until you give me that.” With an arched eyebrow, Fay indicated she wanted his dick. The drug having taken its full affect, she was unable to control or resist the lusty urges consuming her body and brain. “Pleeeassse, Drakker, I want to slither my tongue all over your cock until you fuck me.”
Drakker stood, turned, and waited. When no one entered the room or any other sign came, he stepped closer to her. “I won’t make love to you in this state.”
“Please! I didn’t tell anyone about the documents.” She looked at him, hoping he’d see the honesty of her words. “Unchain me. Please.” She tossed him her most seductive look. “Come on. I want to feel your big cock all over my body. I want to feel it in my ass.”
“Fuck!” He dropped his shoulders in defeat. “I can’t.” His breaths were coming as fast and hard as hers were.
“Why?”
“Because. For you to have seen those documents…means you’re a mind traveler. A spy…for the Dirt Dwellers.”
“Drakker, please. Spies don’t come seeking truth from their enemies. I ran away. I stole the craft they downed.”
“They brought your photon ship down?”
“Yes. The Dirt Dwellers cut the power on my craft by remote control in an attempt to kill me. They wanted to prevent me from finding Logan, hence the reason the craft crashed. Please, unchain me.”
“I can’t.” He breathed his secret in her ear. “I won’t be able to control the need I have to f
uck you right now if you’re free to touch me, and you will.” He kissed her with a passion she’d never felt in her life. Drakker had uncovered a desire in her she never knew she was capable of having. His hands rushed over her entire body as he placed his feet on each side of her floor chains, pulling her body against him.
Oh, what she’d give to have a man like him in her world. “Make this need stop. Please, Drakker, fuck me.”
“I can’t. This is an interrogation and to do that, even with your permission, would be wrong.”
* * * *
In the interrogation room, Arlo jumped up for the third time asking the same question, “What in the hell is Drakker doing?”
Logan smirked. His younger brother’s unusual jealous behavior was starting to become very entertaining. “Looks like he was kissing her.”
“Kissing her? He’s touching her and about to lose control!”
“Yeah, well, he hasn’t lost control, and he won’t.” Logan sat in silence considering what he’d learned so far about their beautiful spy.
“Are you going to let him do that to her?”
“He’s not giving her pain, so yes, I am.”
“That’s not right, considering he’s under the influence of the herb as well!” Arlo glared at Logan. Fay’s euphoric moans still echoed into the room. Arlo slapped his hand over the speaker button, shutting it off. “Don’t you think we should go in there and make sure he doesn’t lose it?”
“He’ll control the herb. He has to. He’s the interrogator.” Logan leaned forward and flipped the volume back on, mesmerized by the sight and sounds of their beautiful spy. What am I going to do with you, my sexy lady?
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