Chapter Five
Jacey mulled her situation as she strolled beside Aidan in a garden. Sunlight cast dappled pools of light beneath the boughs of the trees towering around them. Flowers, white as snow, bloomed on almost every available surface, and their sweet odor filled her nose with the scent of a sinfully sugary confection. Aidan’s hand engulfed hers, a warm, comforting presence.
The holographic theater didn’t do this justice. Damn, this place is beautiful. She looked around her again, at the tiny purple and pink flowers creeping along the ground, to the lushly manicured trails of green grass. A slight breeze ruffled the leaves and teased strands of her hair.
Aidan halted. His emerald eyes softened as he looked down at her, and, gently, he tipped her chin so her gaze met his. “Are you happy?”
Jacey swallowed. She pursed her lips, her mind tumbling through the events of the last few days. Kidnapped from her planet. Taken to some strange land and told she would marry a robot. She wanted to yell at him that hell no, she wasn’t happy and she wasn’t going to stand for it any longer, but she couldn’t. She looked down at her gown, a luxurious garment in deep indigo that covered her from shoulders to knees. Breakfast tasted better than anything she’d ever cooked for herself, and her maids kept her suite spotless. “Yeah. It could be worse.”
Lightly, he smoothed his thumb over her cheek. Sparks lit from his flesh to hers, and Jacey fought against a shiver that tightened her nipples into hard peaks. “You don’t sound convinced.”
She smiled. “A part of me wants to yell at you for taking me away.” She gestured to the beauty surrounding her. “But this is ten times better than anything I’d have back on Earth, and you didn’t take me away from much. You’ve fed me, clothed me, and you’re a handsome man, Aidan. So yes, I can say I’m happy. I miss Earth, and I hope to see it again, but for now, I’m happy.” The conviction in her voice amazed her, and her smile grew.
Aidan leaned forward and brushed his lips across her forehead. “Good. I want to make you happy, Jacey. You know that, don’t you?”
Jacey nodded. Sudden tears at his tender words stung her eyes, and she blinked them hastily away. Not soon enough, for a tear spilled from her eye. The cool liquid slid down her cheek.
Aidan leaned forward. His warm lips scooped up the tear, his tongue caressing her flesh. “Don’t cry,” he whispered.
His husky voice sent shivers down Jacey’s spine, and she reached for him. Her hands closed around his biceps, the muscles hard beneath her fingers. Aidan’s lips trailed over her face, along the line of her jaw, until he sucked against the pulse point beating in her neck.
Heat rushed through her body. Moisture filled her pussy. The gentle sweep of his lips over her skin nearly made her tear up again. No man had been so tender with her before. He skimmed his hands along her ribs, his fingers warm through the fabric of her shirt. Over the floral scent hanging in the air, she smelled the woodsy odor of his skin. All thoughts fled as he slipped the strap of the gown from her shoulder and laved the exposed skin with his tongue.
He reached up and dislodged the other strap of the dress. He slid them down her arms until the dress gaped in front. Folds of silky indigo fabric surrounded her breasts. The pale skin drew his gaze, and he nuzzled her soft flesh.
As his lips moved across her skin, tasting her, savoring her, Jacey wondered if she had felt anything more wonderful. He treated her as if she were special, truly fit to be a princess to his prince. No man had ever treated her that way. He’s not a man. He’s a robot. The thought should have sent shivers coursing through her and made her run as far as she could. Instead, she stood there, her hands sliding over his arms to his shoulders. I don’t care if he’s programmed to do this. Not now.
His lips pulled the fabric from her breasts, revealing her hardened nipples. As his warm mouth closed over a tight bud, Jacey tilted her head back. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips. I might care. Later…
* * * *
Jacey’s moan shot through him straight to his cock. It pressed against the front of his robe, pounding for release. He sent extra resources to his self-control subroutines, knowing that he could keep his body in check just until Jacey received her full measure of pleasure. His sexual programming accelerated. It fed him with a hunger that he couldn’t deny. The touch sensors in his bare feet told him the grass was soft enough to fuck her on, and he intended to do just that.
“Drop your arms.” He lightly skimmed his hands back up her sides, and when Jacey complied, he gave the fabric a light tug that sent it pooling at her feet.
Naked. Perfect. His cock throbbed. The ache threatened to short-circuit his logic center, and he breathed deeply, trying to keep control. He cupped her ass, pulling her against him so she could feel the full strength of his need.
Jacey’s tiny gasp told him she felt his rod pressing against her, and his slender finger slid between her legs and stroked her hot pussy. The musky aroma of her arousal tantalized his olfactory routines, and his taste subcommands relished the soft flavor of her skin. Holding her against him, he stepped forward until her back pressed against a tree. She raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist.
He pulled the tight bud of her nipple into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue. Her pussy so close to him, yet separated by the fabric of his robe, tormented him. Her heat radiated through the fabric; her moisture soaked it, and still he couldn’t bury his cock inside her.
A twig broke behind him. He doubted Jacey heard, but with his keen sense of hearing, he did. Reluctantly, he pulled his lips away from hers. He shifted his weight, shielding Jacey’s body from view of anyone behind them.
The swish of feet moving through grass sounded closer, and even Jacey lifted her head. “Someone’s here,” she whispered.
“I know. Don’t worry. I am the Lord of this land.” He brushed a quick kiss against the top of her breast, then turned his head. “Halt! I gave orders that this park was to be mine alone.”
A servant girl, barely old enough to have earned the translucent scarf around her breasts, stepped forward. She bowed, careful to keep her eyes always on the ground. “I am sorry, my Lord, but I was sent to tell you that you shall feast tonight in honor of your lady. I meant no disrespect.” She kept her eyes averted.
“Very well,” he said, his voice softening. Inside, he wanted to demand why he wasn’t informed before he left his palace but knew the young girl shouldn’t bear the wrath of his anger. “Thank you. You may return to your duties now.”
“Yes, my Lord.” The girl rose to her feet. She sounded much relieved, and he noticed she turned around and scurried back toward the palace.
Aidan turned his attention toward Jacey. “I am sorry, my lady, that we were interrupted. However, if a feast is being prepared, I must attend to my duties. Tonight, there will be no interruptions.” He stepped away from her long enough to gather her dress, then handed it to her.
Watching Jacey slide the fabric over her skin nearly undid him. The fabric clung to her curves, her hard nipples clearly showing through the fabric. She nodded once and offered him her hand. “Let’s go,” she said with a smile.
“As you wish, my lady.”
* * * *
Jacey sat at the far end of the table, watching as servants brought plate after steaming plate from the kitchens. Succulent aromas tantalized her nose. On a large metal platter, strips of meat simmered in a rich sauce, and the salad placed before her looked fresh from the garden. Certainly a far cry from the bagged salads she ate at home. Her mouth watered.
Aidan looked over his meal and smiled at her. “I trust all is to your satisfaction,” he said.
“Yes,” she said. His earlier words tugged at her. There would be no interruptions tonight. After this sumptuous dinner, they would retire to his rooms. She suppressed a shiver and picked up a long-tined fork. At least the eating utensils looked relatively familiar.
She bit into a forkful of salad. The tangy greens and light vinaigrette dressing filled her mout
h with flavor. A stray drop of salad dressing slid from the corner of her mouth, and with her tongue, she caught it. Aidan watched the movement.
The servants heaped her plate full of the sizzling meat and steamed vegetables. She tried each dish on her plate. Each one tasted better than the last. She made a tiny groan of satisfaction. “This is wonderful!”
“I’m glad you enjoy it.” Aidan set down his fork and leaned forward. “You know that I do everything within my power to give you pleasure.”
Unbidden, an image of his lips on her nipples rose to Jacey’s mind. “I know.” Her voice sounded huskier than normal, and warmth spread between her legs.
Without taking his eyes off her, he speared a piece of meat and brought it to his lips. As he closed his mouth around the morsel, Jacey watched his lips move. He chewed and swallowed, still keeping his gaze on her. Her pussy grew damp, and the warmth escalated into a full-fledged inferno. She nibbled on another bite of her salad. She wanted Aidan to get up from the table and take her back to his chambers right now. Instead, she took another bite of the main dish and told herself to be patient.
Patience has its rewards, Jacey thought as the meal finished. Servants carried empty trays back toward the kitchen. She stared across the table as Aidan rose to his feet. With long strides, he strode to her side.
He extended his hand toward her. “My lady,” he said. The rich growl of his voice washed over Jacey, and as he clasped her hand in his, her mouth went dry.
Tonight, there will be no interruptions.
Her skin tingled as she rose to her feet beside him. Following him from the dining chamber, she walked in a fog of desire. Her gaze focused on the muscles of Aidan’s broad back moving beneath the fabric of the light robe he wore. Her palms itched to cup his buttocks.
She reached for him, her hand hovering in midair. Pursing her lips, she pulled her fingers away. Not yet. She breathed deeply. The rush of air through her lungs, meant to calm her, brought only a hint of Aidan’s musky scent. Jacey licked her lips.
Aidan paused in front of his door. He held it open for her and gestured inside. “After you, my lady.”
His words washed over her. Liquid heat pooled in her core. Once she crossed the threshold, she knew she wouldn’t leave without making love to Aidan. Not that it wouldn’t be nice. With a single touch, Aidan brought her higher than any man ever had before. The more I touch him, the more I want. I have to keep Earth firmly in mind. I have to remember that I’m not home.
Oh, but she wanted to think she was home. Clothed in the sumptuous fabrics of BelaZed, treated like a princess, it would be too easy to cross that threshold and not come out again.
Aidan captured her gaze. With his thumb he caressed the underside of her chin. “I will never hurt you.” He skimmed his fingers over her bare arm.
Jacey shivered. Sparks danced from where he touched her, sending a flame of desire straight to her pussy. Her damp folds parted and spread, an invisible invitation that Jacey felt. She licked her lips. “You may not mean to.”
Aidan stepped forward. He captured her in his embrace, his arms wrapping around her to hold her close. Trapped between their bodies, his hard cock pressed against her stomach.
Reluctantly, Jacey reached for him. Stay strong. Her mental warning did little to slow the pounding of her heart. She shifted against his erection, imagining what it would feel like plunging into her. Damn it to hell. Her eyelids fluttered closed and she offered her lips to him.
JACEY’S ACQUIESCENCE STARTLED him. He felt her inner battle, heard it raging even as his olfactory programming detected the scent of her arousal. Did she know what she was doing, offering her lips like ripe kupa berries? He hoped so. She circumvented his self-control programming with her luscious body. Now that he had felt her tight pussy clenching around his cock, he wanted it again. He wanted her forever.
Aidan slid his fingers through her hair. The silken strands spread over his fingers. He knew how soft they would be against his hot flesh, could imagine the drape of them against his cock. He bit back a groan.
He leaned forward. He brushed his lips across hers, a gentle touch meant to tell her how much she meant to him. Jacey pressed her hand to his chest. Her fingers flexed against his skin, and, low in his chest, Aidan groaned.
His hands slid over her back to cup her buttocks, drawing her even closer to his hard body. Her lips parted. With her tongue, she stroked his full lower lip. Self-control be damned. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, wanting to taste all of her. He wanted to drown in her essence and never come up again. Other domanins described falling in love like this. A feeling that deactivation would be far better than this creature’s displeasure. He wanted to make her soar like a bird and then bring her crashing to land like a wave against a shore. As he stroked her tongue with his, Jacey made tiny, breathy cries. He swallowed each one, drawing it into him. A memory to hold on to until the end of time.
He slid his hand over the supple material of the dress until he cupped her breast. His thumb brushed across her nipple, forcing the tiny bead erect. He teased it over and over again until she arched into his hands and he could do nothing but press her against the doorjamb.
He stopped. They hadn’t even gotten all the way into the room yet. He mentally berated himself for allowing his control to slip so much. Slowly, he pulled his lips from hers. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, bending to nuzzle her throat.
Jacey wrapped her arms around his neck. “S’okay.” Her husky whisper warmed him.
With his hands beneath her ass, he lifted her against him. The dress was shoved around her thighs, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He moved two steps into the room, then kicked the door closed behind him. The loud slam echoed through the room.
“There,” he said as he strode across the chamber toward the bedroom. “Much better.”
Jacey pressed her lips to the hollow of his collarbone. “Mmmm,” she agreed. Her fingers slid to the nape of his neck and twined through his hair.
His strides quickened. In his arms, she rubbed her breasts against his chest. Her thighs tightened around his hips, and Aidan took a deep but unnecessary breath to steady himself. At last, he stepped into his bedroom, his sights on the large bed. Slow, he reminded himself as he leaned forward and deposited Jacey on the edge. Make this nice and slow for her.
Chapter Six
Jacey parted her legs. She leaned back on her elbows, her breasts thrust toward him. Her wet pussy ached to be touched, and she licked her lips. Through heavy-lidded eyes, she watched as Aidan shed his robe. The material puddled at his feet, and he strode toward her. His magnificent cock stood at attention.
She leaned forward. In a single motion, she pulled her gown over her head. It fluttered to the floor, and she caught Aidan watching the material fall. Leaning forward, she propped her elbows on her knees. Her breasts hung free, their pendulous globes drawing Aidan’s gaze. His tongue darted out to moisten his upper lip.
Aidan stepped forward. He reached out and cupped her breasts in his hands. His nimble fingers toyed with her nipples.
“Please,” Jacey whispered.
Aidan’s hands stilled. “Please what?”
“Take me.” The words sounded old-fashioned to her ears, and Jacey leaned forward into his hands. Her pussy ached for attention.
Aidan knelt before her. Placing his hands on her thighs, he leaned forward and captured a nipple in his mouth. He sucked on the hard button, laving it with long strokes of his tongue. His fingers kneaded her thighs. The motion reminded her of a contented cat. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back and let the sensations roll through her body.
Each pull of his lips sent an answering tug deep into her cunt. Her pussy clenched, and Jacey rocked her hips back and forth. “Please,” she whimpered. She knew Aidan deliberately teased her. By taking it slow, he knew he could assure her pleasure, and the thought only turned Jacey on even more. She reached for him then, tangling her fingers in his thick, silky hair.
“Don’t torture me.”
Aidan pulled his lips from her breast. He flicked the distended nipple with his tongue. “Am I torturing you?” With a wicked smile, he slid his fingers along the insides of her thighs. He stroked her pussy, his finger sliding easily into her slick heat. “Mmm…” He thrust two fingers inside her before pressing his thumb against her clit. He rotated his fingers, and Jacey’s hips bucked off the bed. Inside her, he crooked his fingers and caressed her channel. “I want you to come for me, Jacey.”
Her body tightened around his fingers. Her breath came in tiny pants. Without thinking, she pumped her hips against his fingers, her seated position making it hard for her to move. She wanted more. She wanted his thick cock deep inside her. Jacey parted her thighs even wider.
She moaned, a long, low sound that filled the room. Her pussy tightened around his fingers as he rhythmically plunged them inside her. Breathy pants filled the air. Her fingers slid from his hair to her sides, where she grabbed thick handfuls of the coverlet.
The first rhythmic contractions started in her pussy. “Yes,” she cried out. “Yes!” Her body pulsed around his fingers, jerking with pleasure. Her nipples puckered even harder, and when Aidan leaned forward to take her other breast in his mouth, her body contracted again in a second orgasm. Pleasure filled her. She screamed, the wordless cry bouncing off the walls. He pulled his lips away and looked at her. Slowly, he slid his fingers from her and just held her around the waist. After long moments, she slumped against Aidan, her forehead pressed against his.
Looking down, she had a good view of his hard cock. Aidan grabbed her wrist. “I’m going to come if you touch me.” Slowly he stood and pulled her back on the bed. He moved over her, his cock throbbing between them.
Beneath him, Jacey parted her legs. She lifted her hips, feeling his shaft slide against her outer lips. Her wetness coated his penis, and Aidan groaned. He thrust forward.
He filled her. Bracing his weight on his elbows, he looked down at Jacey. Emotion filled his eyes. Jacey reached up and brushed a lock of hair from his forehead. Her fingers skimmed over his brows, his cheeks, then down to the nape of his neck. Pulling his head down to hers, she covered his mouth in a soul-searing kiss. Her tongue separated his lips and stroked along his tongue. Aidan groaned into her mouth.
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