Taken by Force

by Anna Argent

  A white-hot spear of lust seared him. The strain of his cock against his jeans was nearly painful. If she kept winding him up at this pace, he was going to be the one who came first.

  And that was unacceptable. She deserved to know what it should be like—that a man should be generous with her and give her all the pleasure she could stand before taking his own.

  He cupped her breasts in his hands and flicked his tongue across each tip.

  She gave him a gasp and wiggle that drove him to use his tongue, lips and teeth to discover what made her shiver, what made her cry out, and what made her unable to do anything more than tremble in his grasp.

  Somehow, she managed to both melt into his embrace as well as grow tighter and tighter.

  He came up for air long enough to kiss her mouth again, and her slender fingers found the fly of his jeans. She rubbed her palm over the denim-covered ridge, and every nerve between his cock and his brain lit up like chain lightning.

  Radek jerked up from the couch and took a long step back. His breath came in ragged pants until he regained enough control to slow it down.

  She pushed upright, giving him the most glorious view of her flushed cheeks and chest. Her nipples thrust out in proud, needy points, urging him to come back for more.

  “Take off your pants, Radek. I want to see all of you. Feel all of you.”

  “These pants are the only thing ensuring you’re nice and ready for what’s under them. I’m not a small man, honey. I really don’t want to hurt you your first time. You need to let me do this right.”

  She gave him a seductress’s grin as she stood up, unfastened her own jeans and slid them off of her curvy hips. Her panties went along for the ride, and when she was done, she was completely naked. She turned around and displayed the finest ass any man had ever had the honor of seeing.

  Ava gave him a little beckoning wiggle, then crawled back onto the couch.

  “Don’t move,” he growled at her.

  She froze with her ass in the air, one foot on the floor, and her hands propping her up on the worn fabric. With a flick of her curls, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder at him. “See something you like?”

  “You really have no idea what you’re asking for, do you?”

  “I think I’m giving the universal Come Fuck Me signal. Am I not?”

  She definitely was. And Radek, despite his best intentions, was going to answer it.

  “Stay right there.”

  He moved in behind her, lust controlling his actions. She wanted to be taken? He’d oblige.

  He grabbed her hair and pulled her back up against his body. The arch of her spine thrust her breasts out and put her long nipples on a lovely display just for him.

  She tried to turn around to face him, but he kept control of her head and pinned her hips against his with the hard press of his thick arm around her middle.

  “Reckless,” he whispered in her ear, licking the outside edge.

  She shivered. Goosebumps stood up and cheered along her skin.

  He whispered, “I wanted to be sweet. Gentle. I wanted to ease you into sex as carefully as I know how. But you don’t want that, do you?”

  She couldn’t shake her head much, but he felt the tiny shift. “I want to feel. All of it. I don’t want you to hold back on me. Life is too short.”

  He kissed the delicate skin of her neck. His fist in her hair held her still while he trailed his tongue down her spine. When he reached the swell of her ass, he shoved her head down to the couch and grabbed each firm cheek in his big hands.

  The contrast of his dark fingers on her pale ass was erotic. “I wish you could see this.”

  She tried to lift up so she could look, but he pushed her forward just enough that she lost her balance.

  While she was recovering, he shoved her feet wider with his own and used his legs to keep hers spread wide.

  “Stay just like that,” he ordered.

  The pink lips of her sex were swollen and flushed. He ran his finger along them, giving her just enough pressure to feel, but not enough to ease her.

  The sudden intake of her breath told him he had hit the mark, as did the sheen of lube that eased from her core.

  Radek lowered his head and pulled back on her hips, forcing her to arch her back more for him. The move exposed her pussy to his mouth and left her completely off balance.

  He flicked his tongue along the sensitive skin, and each tiny contact earned him a sweet moan from her.

  With his thumbs, he opened her up, revealing the slippery skin of her core and the pale, sensitive bud of her clit.

  His mouth watered with the need to taste. His fingers itched with the need to touch. His cock throbbed with the need to fuck. He wanted to give in to every one of his compulsions at once, but all that greed did was freeze him in indecision and stop him from getting anything.

  “There’s time for everything,” he reminded himself aloud. “You’ll stay like this until I’m done with you.”

  “Yes,” she sighed on a faint thread of sound.

  Finally, his hunger won out, and he covered her clit with his mouth.

  Ava went up on her toes and let out a shrill, breathless cry. The muscles in her legs shook, and a sweat broke out along her spine.

  He lifted his mouth just long enough to ask, “Do you want me to take you like this? Or do you want me to kiss you while I fuck you?”

  When she didn’t answer, he eased one finger just inside her pussy. Quivering muscles tensed around the invasion, telling him he had a lot of work to do before his cock was going to fit.

  “Well?” he asked, pushing onward.

  “Don’t know. Feels so good.”

  His finger moved deeper, sliding easily in her natural lube. With each inch he gained, she relaxed more. Soon, he was able to work a second finger in beside the first.

  Radek’s lust prowled through him, looking for a chance to pounce. He kept finding his free hand at the button of his jeans, tugging on it to set his cock free. And every time he’d stopped himself before it was too late.

  But soon, he would lose control. When that happened, she needed to be ready.

  He stretched her pussy while toying with her clit. Flicking it, pinching it lightly, even tugging on it just enough to make her give him those sweet sounds of building desire.

  “Like this,” she finally said. “Fuck me like this. Now. Please.”

  Her plea took him off guard, driving out every scrap of control he’d had left. Before he realized what he was doing, his cock was out, throbbing, swollen and hungry. He poised it at the tight entrance of her vagina and eased forward.

  She was hot. Slick. So damn tight he wasn’t sure he was going to survive the grip. She gave off heavy moans of pleasure in between high whimpers of discomfort. He wasn’t sure whether to pull out and make her come with his fingers, or shove forward and shape her to fit his cock. Once he got in nice and deep, once he filled her up the way she was meant to be filled, he’d have no trouble getting her off.

  She decided for him. She shoved her hips back, taking every inch of his cock inside of her in one hard thrust. A loud cry of conquest ripped free of his chest as he gathered her up and held her pinned against the front of his body.

  Her ribs expanded heavily with her labored breathing. Sweat trickled between her breasts. Her legs shook like they wouldn’t hold what little weight he wasn’t already supporting.

  He kissed her neck, her cheek, her hair. His fingers petted and stroked in an effort to soothe her. He didn’t want her to hurt. She deserved only pleasure.

  “You good?” he asked, unsure what he’d do if she said no.

  “So full.”

  “Pain?”

  “Can’t tell.”

  “Want me to stop?” Those words cost him a good chunk of his sanity, but he found a way to ask them anyway.

  “Never. Need more.”

  Radek knew exactly what she needed, and he was just the man to give it to her.

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nbsp; “Try to relax, sweetheart. I’m going to make you fly now.”

  Chapter Nineteen

  Ava felt full, stretched to the limit, and completely consumed by raw sensation.

  Heat, pressure, light, sound—it all slammed into her at once, leaving her to float in the chaos.

  A low simmering pleasure pulsed out from her center, right where Radek’s cock filled her. She’d never known anything like it before. Never had any idea that such sharp, sweet feelings could exist.

  He wanted her to relax, but that was impossible. She was strung tight, hovering on the edge of something wonderful. She could feel it building inside of her, swelling and pulsing.

  His fingers plucked at her nipples, pulling and twisting in a way that made an electric current zing down to her pussy. He held her plastered against his hard chest, holding his cock very still inside of her.

  That’s not what she wanted. Not what she needed.

  “Give it to me,” she demanded, wiggling her hips as much as he would allow.

  “You’re not ready.”

  If she got any more ready, she was going to die from an overdose of lust. “Please. Fuck me.”

  He let out a feral growl that rumbled against her back. Goosebumps took over her skin, forcing a shiver down her spine.

  She loved the sounds he made, the way he held her like she would never get away. She loved the heat and strength of her body against his. But mostly, right now, she loved the way he filled her up and made her ache for more.

  Radek’s dark hand slid down her stomach and over her mound. His middle finger slid between her labia until they found that secret spot that electrified her. He circled over it, gliding easily, lightly.

  It wasn’t enough. All he was doing was making it worse.

  “More,” she ordered.

  He increased the pressure of his touch against her clit, moving faster.

  “Like that?” he asked.

  His cock twitched inside of her. She didn’t know if she was squeezing him tighter, or if he was swelling, but either way, the intense stretch he was causing seemed to increase.

  It was doing something to her. Building some kind of pressure she didn’t know how to handle.

  Her lungs worked overtime. Her heart pounded so hard she couldn’t hear anything else.

  She tried to tell him that it was too much now, but there was no breath left to speak. Every molecule of air was needed just to keep her from passing out.

  Something deep within her sparked. Ignited. It swelled in an instant, and then exploded in a violent outpouring of sensation. It wasn’t quite pain, but it was so intense she cried out.

  And then it hit her—a tidal wave of pleasure. It picked her up and lashed her around inside its power. It drove the breath from her body, and she swore her heart stopped beating for just a second.

  Over and over again that feeling slammed into her, gripping her in its fist. There was no controlling it. All she could do was let it have its way with her.

  Finally, when she was able to breathe again, when her heart started beating, she opened her eyes.

  The world was still here. Radek still held her in his arms. The farmhouse hadn’t blown up. No bombs had dropped on them.

  “Wow,” was all she could say, and even that wasn’t very clear between ragged breaths.

  Radek held her hips still while he eased his cock out of her.

  She instantly felt empty. Alone. But she wasn’t about to offer him that kind of negativity when he’d just rocked her world. And then some.

  With shaking hands, he turned her around to face him.

  Tension warped his handsome face, twisting it into a mask of pain.

  A sense of alarm screamed at her. She reached for him, as much to comfort him as to steady her wobbly legs. “Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?”

  “No. You did everything perfect. Just as I wanted.”

  “Then why are you looking at me like that?”

  He stepped back enough that she could see his cock. It was huge, dark, shiny. She couldn’t believe that it had been inside of her.

  Even more amazing, she couldn’t believe that after what she’d just experienced that she could so desperately want him to put it in her again.

  He lifted her chin with his hand so she’d stop staring. “I need to fuck you, Ava.”

  “Isn’t that what we just did?” If it wasn’t, she didn’t know how she’d survive anything more.

  “That was the warm-up, sweetheart. Now lie down and spread your legs. It’s time for the main event.”

  *****

  When Ava didn’t immediately comply with his order, a dark need prowled just below his skin, taking over his actions.

  He wasn’t as gentle with her as he should have been as he pushed her back onto the couch. As he grabbed her behind the knees and shoved her legs wide, his dark fingers left pressure dents in her skin.

  But rather than look at him with hurt in her eyes, all he saw was a slow rekindling of her need.

  His cock throbbed in demand. His guts twisted and cramped with the need to fuck, claim, come. There was no way he could hold out much longer, and every second he waited made him that much more wild and animalistic.

  Radek came down over her, wedging his body between her open thighs. He kissed her as he aligned his cock to penetrate her, hoping she would somehow understand the need riding him.

  His erection slid in nice and easy this time, earning him a sweet sigh of pleasure from her lips. He fed on it, and let it be his license to take what he needed.

  If she didn’t understand the way of Sorican men yet, she soon would.

  He moved his hips, going as slow and easy as possible. She arched into him, clinging to his shoulders. Her body temperature started to climb again as blood flooded her sensitive tissues.

  Radek wanted to make her come again. He needed to feel that quivering squeeze of her pussy, feel the heated rush of her juices along his cock. He craved the sound of her screams echoing in his ears.

  Her thighs slid up along his ribs, opening her to his heavy thrusts. She took every one like she’d been born for him alone.

  Maybe she had.

  No. Prisoners didn’t get women like Ava. They weren’t supposed to get women at all.

  This was his one stolen opportunity to pretend like he was free. Like he deserved something this good in his life.

  It wasn’t going to last, so he was going to make the most of it.

  Radek pulled his mouth away from hers just enough that he could look at her. She was so fucking beautiful it hurt to stare too long, but he forced himself to do just that.

  Her eyes opened, showing him the heavy weight of lust riding her. He wasn’t alone in this. Her pupils were huge, her skin flushed and gleaming. There was no pain in her expression, only hunger and pleasure.

  “I’m going to make you come again,” he told her.

  “I can’t. Too much.”

  “You will come for me.” It wasn’t a request. She had no choice in this. Her body was his to lead, and he was going to drag her right into another kicking, screaming orgasm.

  He changed the angle of his thrusts so each one rubbed him against her clit, and increased the pace and pressure.

  Her eyes fluttered shut, and her slender fingers dug into his shoulders.

  His balls throbbed with the need to release. They pulled up close to his body, telling him he didn’t have long to make good on his promise.

  Radek bowed his body so he could capture her nipple in his mouth. The move arched her back and gave him the room to work his hips a little harder.

  She liked the hard, driving thrusts. She liked the way he forced her to take all of him, every thick, swollen inch.

  He knew she liked it because her voice rose in eager, breathless cries like before. Her pussy quivered and she became so slick he could hear it.

  She lifted her head just enough to watch him pull hard on her nipple, lifting her breast as he sucked.

  That’s when h
e saw her orgasm coming for her.

  Her face tensed. Her lips parted on a scream. The veins in her temples throbbed.

  As her pleasure swept over her, it transformed her from beautiful to stunning. He’d done that to her. He’d shaped her. Taken her virginity and showed her what it was like to fly.

  She would never forget him.

  That was the thought that sent him spiraling into release. As the sweet, hot grip of her pussy tightened on his cock, he let out a growl and poured his semen into her. It cascaded out of him, each heavy spurt another glorious wave of pure pleasure washing over him. He held himself deep inside of her, giving her all he had and taking from her the same. And when the last fluttering contraction of her climax faded, he was finally, blissfully, spent.

  He shifted their bodies to a more comfortable position and cradled her while their breathing slowed and their hearts quieted.

  Lethargy made her limbs heavy and loose. He could sense her need for sleep calling to her.

  In a sleepy, hoarse voice, she said, “You better not get me pregnant.”

  Radek smoothed her hair to relax her. “Don’t worry. It’s not possible.”

  Prisoners were sterilized. It was reversible, but few ever managed to get out in time for it to be an option. Most inmates died in their cages.

  “You’re not just saying that, are you?” she asked.

  “No, sweetheart. I wouldn’t lie about something so important. Sleep now. There’s no way to know when we might have another chance to rest.”

  He waited until he was sure she was deeply asleep before he disengaged his limbs from hers. After cleaning up, he put his jeans and boots back on and readied Ava’s clothing.

  If things went bad, they would go bad fast, and it was his job to make sure he and Ava were ready for whatever came their way.

  He’d just drifted off to sleep when Ava’s cell phone rang. She opened one eye as he found her jeans and the phone inside the pocket.

  Emily’s face appeared on the screen, sticking her tongue out at the camera.

  “It’s your sister,” he said.

  She took the phone and answered it with a groggy, “Hello?”

  Her eyes widened in fear. Her face lost all the pink flush of pleasure. “Just hang on, Emily. We’re coming.”