by Paige Tyler
He shook his head. “I really don’t think that’s going to be a problem.”
She frowned. “Maybe, but the family would be very embarrassed if I didn’t earn enough money on the block to cover the debt.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “This is very difficult to ask, but do you think you might be able give me some advice on how best to please a man?”
“Advice?” His eyes went a little wide at that, and he cleared his throat. “Uh, actually, sex is more of a…hands-on thing.”
“Oh.”
Teyla chewed on her lower lip. She couldn’t believe she was even contemplating what she was about to do, but the thought that one of her sisters might end up where she was if she didn’t earn enough money to cover the debt was enough to give her the courage she needed.
She lifted her gaze to look at Slayter. “Would you be willing to give me hands-on experience then?”
He arched a brow, but didn’t say anything. From the expression on his face, though, it was clear he was taken aback by her request.
“I know I probably shouldn’t be asking you for favors, but I just want to make sure you receive the money my family owes you.” When he still didn’t answer, she added softly, “If you don’t find me pleasing enough to bed, I understand.”
She was afraid to think what that would mean when it came to her value on the auction block. What would happen if no one bid on her at all?
The corner of Slayter’s mouth curved. “I find you quite pleasing, Teyla. Perhaps more than I should.”
Her pulse quickened. “Then you’ll teach me?”
There was a very long pause, then, “Yes, I’ll teach you. If that’s what you really want.”
“It is. Can we start now?”
They only had a few days before they reached Arkhon, and she didn’t want to waste any time.
He hesitated, then nodded. “If you’d like.”
Slayter might have seemed hesitant when she’d first brought it up, but now that he had agreed, she could see the fire burning in his eyes. Something told her the pirate would be a very thorough teacher. Heat pooled between her thighs at the thought of him showing her all the different ways she could pleasure a man. She might learn more with him in a few days than she probably ever would have with the men on her planet.
Slayter stood and came around to her side of the table. Taking her hand, he gently pulled her to her feet. Teyla had known the pirate was tall when she’d stood in front of him in the cargo hold earlier, but now she realized just how tall he really was. She barely came up to those broad shoulders of his.
She waited for Slayter to say something, but he simply gazed down at her. The smolder in his gold eyes took her breath away and she swayed toward him. Her reaction to being so close to him caught her off guard, but before she could steady herself, he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his.
The kiss took her by surprise and for a moment she didn’t know how to respond. She hadn’t expected Slayter to do something so intimate. She’d thought they would shed their clothes and get to it. But as his mouth moved slowly and deliciously over hers, she melted against the hard wall of his chest. He slid his hand in her long hair, deepening the kiss with a groan. Teyla parted her lips under his, sighing with pleasure when his tongue invaded her mouth to claim hers. She ran her hands up his chest to clutch his shoulders, afraid if she didn’t hold on to something that she would fall. She didn’t know a man’s kisses could be so intoxicating.
Or that the feel of his hands on her body could set her afire. But as his free hand slid up her midriff to cup her breast through the thin material of her dress, the heat that had pooled between her thighs earlier completely engulfed her. If she responded to him like this when they were fully clothed, how was she going to react when they were both naked?
That was when she remembered the purpose behind what they were doing. She was supposed to be learning how to pleasure Slayter, but instead it was the other way around. She wondered if she should remind him of that, but as he trailed kisses along the curve of her jaw and down her neck, she decided to play the willing student and leave the teaching part to him. Perhaps this was what men wanted in their women. A willing partner in bed.
He slid his hand from her hair to find the tiny hooks on the back of her dress. He undid them deftly, then gently pushed the straps from her shoulders. The dress slid to the floor to pool at her feet, leaving her standing there in only her skimpy bra and panties.
Slayter gazed down at her, caressing every inch of her nearly naked body as thoroughly as if he were using his hands, and Teyla felt herself blush. None of the other men she’d been with had ever looked at her with such hunger before. And she wasn’t even naked yet.
Without a word, Slayter slowly ran his forefinger down the thin strap of her bra and along the lacy edge of the cup, just brushing her skin. Teyla caught her breath as she felt her nipple harden beneath the fabric. He moved his hand over her satin-covered breast, grazing the taut peak with his thumb before he reached around to unclasp her bra. Her breasts spilled into his hands and he cupped them gently. Taking her nipples between his fingers, he teased the stiff little peaks until they grew even harder. The movement sent tiny ripples of pleasure through her body and Teyla gasped.
“Do you like that?” Slayter asked softly.
“I thought you were supposed to be teaching me how to please you.”
“That will come later. Right now, just answer my question. Do you like it when I squeeze your nipples like that?”
“Yes,” she breathed. “It feels wonderful.”
“Then you should like this even more.”
Taking one of her nipples in his mouth, he suckled gently on it. Teyla moaned and arched against him, her hands finding their way into his thick hair to pull him close. It occurred to her that she should probably tell him how much she was enjoying his mouth on her breast, but the way he was swirling his tongue ’round and ’round made it difficult to form a complete thought, much less a coherent sentence. After one more flick of the tongue, Slayter released that nipple to lavish the same attention on its twin before finally lifting his head to gaze down at her. Dear God, he was making her dizzy.
She opened her mouth to tell him how wonderful that had felt, but got distracted when he hooked his thumbs in her panties and slid them down her legs with painstaking slowness. She shivered at his touch, her pulse racing in anticipation.
Slayter rose to his feet and gazed down at her, taking in her modest breasts, slender waist and long legs with obvious appreciation. “I was wrong before when I said you’re beautiful. You’re perfect.”
While Teyla was sure he was exaggerating, the words sent a surge of pleasure through her anyway. Not just because it meant she would earn a sizeable chunk of money on the auction block, either. Knowing a man like Slayter found her so attractive was incredibly arousing. Before she could thank him, though, he captured her lips in another drugging kiss. This time, she wasn’t shy or hesitant, but boldly plunged her tongue into his mouth to tangle with his. She assumed a woman should return a man’s ardor in equal measure.
Apparently she was right because he groaned and threaded one hand in her hair, tilting her head back. She ran her hands up his chest, following the hard contours of muscle beneath the material of the shirt he wore. Suddenly she had the urge to see if he looked as magnificent underneath his shirt as he felt.
She was just about to go for the buttons when he slipped his hand between their bodies to cup her sex. She gasped against his mouth as he ran a finger along her folds and gently slid it into her pussy.
“You’re very wet,” he murmured.
“Is that good?” She liked to think a man would want her to be wet, but she wasn’t sure.
He chuckled, the sound soft and sexy in her ear. “Very good.”
Since she was wet and ready for him, Teyla expected Slayter to move things into the bedroom so he could bury himself inside her, but instead he found her throbbing clit and made lazy,
little circles around it with his finger. She hadn’t even considered the possibility he might pleasure her. The few men she’d had sex with had been more concerned about their own needs than worrying about if they were making it good for her. Slayter, on the other hand, seemed in no hurry to rush to the finish line, despite the erection straining at the front of his breeches. A very sizeable erection, she couldn’t help but notice.
Maybe he thought touching her would somehow make her a better sex slave. Or maybe he got turned-on by making her so hot. She wondered if all men were like that. She hoped so. Whatever the reason, she decided to forget about trying to figure it out and enjoy what he was doing. She sighed and rotated her hips in time with his finger. Almost immediately, she felt a familiar tingle around her clit. While none of the men she’d slept with had ever brought her to orgasm like this, she had pleasured herself countless times in the privacy of her own bedroom, so she knew she was close to climaxing.
Slayter touched her like that for several long, delicious moments. He seemed to know exactly how much pressure to put on her clit, when to speed up and when to slow down. She couldn’t be feeling any better if she were doing this to herself.
He captured and held her eyes with his. The power of his gaze was all it took to tip her over the edge, and she clutched his shoulders as her body began to hum in the familiar way that told her she would climax any second now.
“That’s it,” Slayter said huskily. “Come for me, Teyla.”
Teyla couldn’t have stopped herself if she wanted to. What he was doing felt too good. Her whole body shuddered with a level of pleasure she’d never experienced at her own hand and if they weren’t on a ship full of pirates, she would have cried out. Instead, she rested her head against Slayter’s chest and bit her lip to stifle a moan. If his arm hadn’t been wrapped around her, she was sure she would have collapsed to the floor.
All she could do afterward was lean against him and catch her breath as the last tremors of her orgasm subsided. She didn’t know how that fit in with her education on sex, but right then, she was too grateful to ask. She only hoped whoever bought her could work the same magic with his fingers as Slayter.
“That’s your first lesson,” he said softly. “A man—a real man—gets turned-on by giving a woman pleasure. So make sure you enjoy yourself in bed, and let him see it.”
Cupping her chin, he tilted her face up to give her a long, hard kiss that left her wobbly legs even weaker.
“Have you ever given a man a blowjob?” he asked when he lifted his head.
Teyla shook her head. She’d heard of the sex act before from her girlfriends back home who had performed it, though. From what they said, it was both fun and highly erotic, and she suddenly couldn’t wait to get her first lesson from the handsome pirate.
“Get on your knees,” he commanded softly.
Teyla did as he instructed, then sat back on her heels and gazed up at him. She was a little surprised by how easily she fell into the submissive role. Despite her willingness to pay off her family’s debt, she’d never thought of herself as particularly subservient. She wondered if it was because she was subconsciously preparing for her new life as a sex slave, or whether it was because Slayter was so incredibly dominant. Whatever the reason, being on her knees in front of him made her pussy spasm.
Above her, Slayter unbuttoned his shirt. As it parted to reveal a smooth, muscular chest and washboard abs, all she could do was stare in appreciation. Her imagination hadn’t even come close to how gorgeous he was. Why hadn’t any of the men on her planet ever looked this gorgeous? Being a pirate obviously did a body good. She was eager to see the rest of him.
Slayter didn’t keep her waiting. Tossing his shirt on the floor, he unbuckled his belt and pushed down his breeches to free his thick, hard erection. Soon, he was completely naked. Well, that wasn’t quite true. He was wearing a thin chain around his neck with a ring on it. It was a simple design with a single purple gem. From the size, it was obvious it was a woman’s ring, and she wondered whom it belonged to. But those thoughts quickly disappeared as she let her gaze roam over his naked body.
She blinked. Dear Sacred Wellsprings of Kallor. He was beautiful. She could only imagine what he was going to feel like inside her. But she wasn’t so sure he was going to fit very far into her mouth.
“Wrap your hand around my cock,” he said softly.
Heart racing, she obeyed, and was amazed when her hand couldn’t fit around him. He really was big.
Slayter’s eyes glinted gold as he gazed down at her. “Now take me in your mouth. Just the tip.”
Teyla leaned forward and carefully wrapped her lips around the head. He was warm and soft as velvet against her tongue. But hard as a rock at the same time. The contradiction made her whole body tremble.
“That’s it,” Slayter said. “Now trace your tongue up and down along either side.”
She did as he told her, slowly gliding her tongue along the length of his cock, up one side, then down the other, and back again. Above her, Slayter groaned. Hoping that meant she was doing it right, she repeated the move over and over until he slid his hand in her hair and stopped her.
She looked up at him, waiting patiently for his next order. She had the feeling he had been enjoying what she’d been doing, if the look on his face was any indication.
“Now take me into your mouth again, but let my cock slide in deeper this time.”
The words alone were enough to almost make her moan with desire. Resisting the urge, she leaned over and took the head into her mouth again. This time, though, she didn’t stop there, but let him slide in a little deeper, moving her tongue quickly along the underside as she did so. He hadn’t said anything about doing that, but it seemed like the natural thing to do.
Rocking back and forth, she took him a little deeper with each bob of her head until she felt him touch the back of her throat. The sensation surprised her a little at first, and she hesitated. There was no way she could take him any deeper, was there?
From the way Slayter’s fingers tightened in her hair, though, it made her think he wanted her to do just that.
Taking a deep breath, she surged forward, letting his length slide in as far as it would go. She had expected to feel like she was choking, but to her surprise, the sensation of his shaft that far down her throat was more arousing than anything she’d ever felt.
She found herself wondering if she could take all of him down her throat. The task seemed impossible, but it was a challenge she was eager to undertake. Grasping the base of his penis firmly in her hand, she took another deep breath and swallowed, taking him as deep as he could go.
Slayter let out a loud groan. Deciding he must be enjoying what she was doing, she drew him into her mouth so she could take him even deeper, only to still when she felt him tighten his hand in her hair again.
Confused, she blinked up at him. “Am I doing it wrong?”
He let out a throaty sound that was somewhere between a chuckle and a groan. “On the contrary, you’re doing it exactly right. In fact, I’d say you’re a natural.”
“Then why did you stop me?”
“Because you’re going to me make come sooner than I wish.”
Taking her hand, Slayter lifted her to her feet and swung her up in his arms, then carried her across the cabin to set her down on the bed. Teyla’s pulse kicked into overdrive as he braced a hand on either side of her head. On top of her like this, his big, muscular body practically engulfed her. The knowledge was heady, and her breathing came a little faster as he settled between her thighs. Her pussy immediately began to throb with anticipation and she let out a sigh as his mouth came down on hers. If being a sex slave was always going to be like this, then she certainly wasn’t going to mind her new profession.
Teyla ran her hands up his chiseled chest, intending to bury her fingers in his dark hair and pull him closer, when he abruptly lifted his head. He gazed down at her, his breathing ragged.
“I can
’t believe I didn’t think to ask this before,” he rasped. “You are on birth control, right?”
She nodded, but didn’t elaborate. Telling him that girls on Kallor went on birth control the moment they reached womanhood to ensure there wouldn’t be any unwanted pregnancies that might prevent them from being used as barter would definitely kill the mood.
Slayter breathed a heavy sigh. “Thank God.”
Letting out a growl, he closed his mouth over hers again. Instead of entering her right away like she thought he would, Slayter slowly rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slick folds. While his teasing was fun, it was also complete torment and she moaned against his mouth in frustration. He must have figured out what she was trying to tell him because he stopped torturing her and eased his length into her pussy inch by incredible inch.
Teyla gasped as his cock filled her. Granted, she hadn’t been with many men, but the ones she’d had sex with had never filled her so fully or completely. It was as if Slayter had been made just for her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him in as deep as she could.
“You’re so tight, I could come just like this,” he said hoarsely.
She felt a surge of pride. Even though he was in charge, knowing she could make him climax simply from being inside her made her feel surprisingly powerful.
She locked her eyes with his. “I want you to come. What can I do to make that happen?”
He bent to give her gentle kiss. “In reality, you wouldn’t have to do much of anything. However, you could rotate your hips or reach around with your hands to grab my ass. Or pull me into you repeatedly with your heels. Even squeezing me tightly with your thighs. Anything like that.”
She smiled and slowly rotated her hips beneath him. “Like this?”
Slayter groaned in answer, the sound rough and sexy in her ear as he began to pump into her. He took his time, deliberately sliding his cock out of her pussy before plunging deep again and again. He was touching her in places those fumbling boys she’d been with probably didn’t even know existed.
