Wonderland 2: King of Spades

by Cheyenne McCray

  Alexi whimpered, but waited for his instructions, knowing that she was going to go out of her mind if he didn’t take her soon. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew this was crazy—why was she acting this way? But the lust was so intense she didn’t give a damn. She had to have him.

  Using his free hand, Darronn yanked down the strips of leather covering her breasts, exposing them to his gaze and the chill air of the forest. He then waved his hand and his clothing vanished completely, like he’d done many times in their bedroom.

  When had she started to think of it as their bedroom?

  His grip on her hair remained tight as he drew her toward his hips. “Suck my cock, wench.”

  Without hesitation, Alexi took him into her mouth and wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft. God, but she loved to go down on him. Okay, so she might have been running away, but it wasn’t because she didn’t like being with this hunk of a kidnapping bastard.

  She squirmed as he held her braid tighter and took control of her movements, thrusting his cock in and out. She always enjoyed sucking him off, but right now she wanted him in her pussy instead. Damn, but she needed to come.

  He never allowed it when he mastered her in the bedroom, but she had to get herself off now. She moved one of her hands to her slit, into her drenched folds, and bucked her hips against her fingers in time with the movements of his cock into her mouth.

  Abruptly he stopped his thrusts. “You have added yet another punishment to your list,” Darronn said as he removed his erection from her mouth. In a movement so fast her head spun, he took her hand from his cock and her other from her pussy. “I have not given you permission to pleasure yourself.”

  “I need to come, Master.” Alexi didn’t understand why she was so easily slipping into the subservient role she always played in their bedroom, but at this moment she was beyond thinking. “Please!”

  Even as she begged, he moved behind her and bound her wrists behind her back by fastening her bracelets together with his magic. More of the exciting musk scent emanated from him and her pussy became so wet that her thighs were slick with moisture. Her entire body quivered with desire and she knew she’d just die if he didn’t take her soon.

  Alexi yelped as he grabbed her by the waist and flipped her around. He flung her over his shoulder and marched deeper into the dark forest.

  Chapter Nine

  Blood rushed to Alexi’s head when Darronn tossed her over his shoulder and her braid flipped into her eyes. The tie slipped off the end and fell to the forest floor.

  Like Hansel and Gretel, it marks our path, she thought and would have laughed if she didn’t need Darronn’s cock so badly.

  Her body burned from her many wounds. While he carried her through the forest, branches scraped her naked ass since her dress was up around her waist. Her now bared nipples rubbed against his back as she watched the flex of his bare ass cheeks. She could picture his buttocks flexing and tensing as he drove into her again and again, and she moaned and thrashed against him. “I can’t take any more, Master. Please.”

  “Quiet, wench.” He slapped her ass with his palm, and the sting brought tears to her eyes and warm pleasure to her folds. He kept one arm tight around her legs, but at the same time he used his free hand to spread her legs a little.

  A gasp escaped her throat as he pushed something thick and rubbery between her thighs and up into her pussy. She was sure it was the spade vibrator that she loved so much, the one he frequently enjoyed using on her. “Do not climax without permission,” he ordered.

  She cried out as the thing began to vibrate inside her. Alexi pumped her hips against his shoulder, trying to bring herself closer to what she needed so badly, even though she knew that just an orgasm wouldn’t solve the fierce demand her body had for Darronn. She needed him inside her, needed him to complete her.

  The vibrations stopped and Darronn swatted her ass again. “You know the rules.” He withdrew the spade vibrator from her core, and she almost sobbed. He was trying to drive her crazy, she just knew it.

  “Why are you doing this to me?” Alexi’s breathing was so heavy now she could barely speak. “Why won’t you fuck me?”

  “You must be taught a lesson.” Darronn ducked, and from her upside down position she realized they had just entered a cave. It was dark at first, but soon a dim orange glow made it light enough for her to see as he continued to walk. His boot steps sounded loud and threatening in the semi-darkness.

  “I won’t leave again.” Alexi couldn’t believe the words were coming out of her mouth, but she couldn’t stop them. “I need you inside me, Master.”

  A deep scraping sound rumbled through the cave, followed by a rush of cool, moist air that tightened her nipples. The air smelled somehow woodsy, yet musty, too. Darronn stepped through the entrance and she saw a stone door sliding down behind them, and heard its ominous slam when it sealed itself shut.

  He slid her from his shoulder and her dress fell back down around her hips. Grasping her by the shoulders, he turned her to face the room, and she caught her breath.

  A small waterfall, more like a fountain of rocks, spilled into a small pool in one corner of a medium-sized semi-dark cavern. Amethyst and black crystals sparkled along the walls and ceiling and reflected off the waterfall and the pool. It was like being in an amazingly cool nature-made discothèque lit with sparkling purple crystals instead of a black light and a disco ball.

  As she studied the cavern in open-mouthed wonder, Alexi realized there were several naked men and women. Watching her and Darronn.

  For a moment Alexi felt like she was in some kind of weird sci-fi movie, the way the cavern glittered and with the naked people observing them.

  “I see you have brought me a gift, King Darronn,” a gorgeous man said as he broke away from the naked group. Behind him stood five beautiful women with fabulous bodies and two stunning men who were just as hot and sexy as the one crossing the cavern toward Alexi and Darronn.

  Alexi could only stare at the man who was so good-looking he could have been a Greek god. Rippling muscles, rock-hard abs, smooth and tanned skin, and long golden-blond hair. And talk about well-hung…

  “Lord Kir.” Darronn gave a low growl but said nothing else as the god neared them.

  Without even realizing at first what she was doing, Alexi moved closer to Darronn, but he stepped behind her, as if distancing himself. The sharp ache that bit into her heart took her by surprise. Why wasn’t he keeping her close to him? She felt strangely empty and alone without the possessiveness she’d become accustomed to from him…and she realized then that in truth, she enjoyed his possessiveness.

  When the god reached them, he ignored Darronn and stared down at Alexi. “I am Lord Kir and would be pleased to serve you, Milady.” His vivid blue gaze was carnal and demanding, as if he intended to have her any way he chose. Before Alexi could react, the god took her hand, raised it to his mouth, and kissed her knuckles. His lips were warm and sensuous, and he flicked his tongue against her skin in a light swipe, like a dog might—or a wolf.

  Her body reacted instantly—her nipples tightening and a tingle zinging through her pussy. Alexi frowned and snatched her hand away. It occurred to her that she no longer felt that same intense lust she’d felt with Darronn just moments ago, and she now could think clearly again.

  Her desire for Darronn—that hadn’t waned. She wanted him just as badly.

  “Do you mind telling me what’s going on?” Alexi’s gaze darted over her shoulder to Darronn, who was just as naked as the blond god, but whose features had hardened into a stone mask. His eyes, though—they held a mixture of emotion she couldn’t identify. Fury? Hurt? Something deeper?

  “You wish to be fucked.” Darronn’s tone was even, but she caught a tinge of anger to it. “I am but a convenient cock to fill your quim. Perhaps you would better enjoy Kir, lord of the cave-dwelling mountain wolves?”

  Alexi’s jaw dropped. She couldn’t believe what Darronn was saying
. “You would just give me to this—this man?”

  “Werewolf.” Kir leaned close enough for her to feel his body heat and smell his woodsy scent. He loudly sniffed her hair, his cock close enough to brush the leather of her dress. “I could take you with me to Emerald City and pleasure you in ways that would leave you begging for more.”

  “I don’t think so.” Alexi turned her glare on Kir, placed her hands on his solidly muscled chest and shoved. Or at least she tried. All she managed to do was get him to stop sniffing her hair. “If you don’t want to lose your balls, wolf-boy, you’d better back off.”

  Kir raised an eyebrow and the corner of his mouth quirked as he straightened. “Do you not wish to have a cock that would please you?” He gestured toward the other two gorgeous males in the room who both stared at her with equally predatory expressions. “Mayhap two or three cocks at once?”

  “No.” Alexi held her ground and said to him in her man-eating attorney tone, “If any one of you tries to touch me, I’ll ram your balls up your throat and you’ll be howling in soprano come full moon.”

  “Then what do you want?” Kir’s eyes sparked fire. “Is this a game you play? Is it ‘force’ you are looking for?” He reached up and trailed his finger down her upper arm. “Or perhaps you desire…seduction?”

  Alexi knocked his hand away and practically growled at him—like Darronn’s tigerness had rubbed off on her or something. “Let’s get this through your pretty golden head, Lord of the Lobos.” She pointed her finger at his chest and punctuated each word as she said, “The only big-cocked guy who’s going to come near me is Darronn. Got that?”

  “Why?” Kir’s question was so direct, so simple, it totally caught her off guard.

  “Because…er…” Alexi glared at the blue-eyed sonofabitch as she fought to identify the emotions raging through her.

  She thought she had never run away from anything in her life, that she faced everything head on. But suddenly it was all so clear—like finding that last piece of evidence that would ensure she would win a particularly difficult legal case.

  Tonight she hadn’t just been running away from Darronn to go home and to search for her sister…she’d been running away from her feelings for Darronn.

  “Yes?” Kir’s expression was amused, and she wanted to slug him.

  “Damn it.” Alexi raised both clenched fists and started beating on the wolf king’s bicep like a punching bag. “No way in hell is anyone else going to touch me, because I’m in love with Darronn.”

  Kir caught her wrists, trapping them in his strong grip and stopping her from hitting him. He bowed and gave a solemn smile. “It is as I had expected. I have no desire to claim a female whose heart belongs to another.”

  With that he released her. He whirled and shifted into a golden wolf in such a blur she barely saw him transform. The other men and women in the cave shifted, too, and in moments the pack loped across the expansive cavern and through a dark tunnel at the far end.

  A haunting howl echoed through the cavern… And then nothing but an aching silence punctuated by the light slap of water from the small waterfall, and the beating of Alexi’s heart in her ears.

  Amethyst and black crystals sparkled around the room and reflected off the waterfall and the small pool of water, making her feel even more like she was in a fantasy land. The woodsy scent in the room had dimmed with the departure of the wolves, leaving the smell of fresh water and Darronn’s primal male scent.

  She felt his presence behind her, his warmth and strength, even though he wasn’t touching her. Crazy emotions spun through her heart, soul, and body… Relief at admitting what she’d been denying all along. Giddiness at truly being in love for the first time in her life. Frustration that it had to be here and now, in this world and not her own, when she had family she’d left behind, and a sister she needed to search for.

  Yet, no matter how and when and where it had happened, at this moment the only thing that mattered was the man behind her.

  Taking a deep breath, Alexi slowly turned to see Darronn with his arms folded across his broad chest and a smug look on his handsome face.

  Alexi glared at him. “Bastard,” she said.

  And then she jumped him.

  Darronn smiled as he caught her to his chest. “Wench.”

  She wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist, and she kissed him with everything she had.

  Yeah, she loved the big oaf. Loved the way he commanded her, and the way he made her look at herself instead of trying to run the world. She loved the way he was so good to his people, making sure their needs were met, and the way he was fair and just in everything she’d witnessed since arriving in Spades.

  She loved how he had made compromises with her. Allowing her to be her strong, confident self outside the bedroom and not trying to break her when he recognized her need to be who she was. And inside their bedroom, she loved how he dominated her, fulfilling every one of her fantasies.

  Darronn growled with satisfaction as his mate thrust her tongue into his mouth, and as he returned her demanding kiss. When she had wrapped her legs around his waist, her dress had eased up to her waist, exposing the folds of her quim, and his cock pressed into her wetness. He wanted to back her up against the cavern wall and drive into her with all that he possessed.

  In his many years, never did he dream that having his mate declare her love for him would make him feel such emotion. As though he was the most powerful of men, and certainly the most blessed in every way that a man could be.

  Alexi pulled away and looked up a Darronn, her eyes dark with passion, her mouth moist and reddened from his stubble. “Do that thing you did to me before,” she said, her voice husky with need. “Where you made me crazy for you.”

  “Are you not crazy for me without the tigri pheromones?” he teased.

  “Yeah, I am.” She anchored her legs tighter around his waist. “But that tigri stuff was wild. I want you to fuck me when I’m like that.”

  The lust raging through Darronn was so fierce he wasn’t sure he could wait to claim her the way he wanted to.

  “You must be punished, wench,” he said as he forcibly removed her, and set her on her feet.

  Alexi’s eyes sparked with pleasure as they always did when he dominated her in the bedroom. Her voice had an excited and breathless quality to it when she spoke, “Yes, Master.”

  When she was standing, he lifted the bottom of her dress and pulled it up over her head in a quick movement and tossed it aside. She started to reach for him, but he held up one hand indicating she should stop.

  “Stand in the position of respect,” he ordered, and she complied by clasping her hands behind her back and widening her stance. In their bedroom she had enjoyed submitting to him in all ways, although he never insisted she lower her eyes—he enjoyed looking into their aqua depths too much to have her look away from him.

  Not that she would lower her gaze even if he had asked.

  But now that she had declared her love, would she wear his signs of ownership—at least when they were alone?

  Darronn held out his palm and a black leather collar appeared upon it with gold spades. “My collar, firecat. Will you wear it?”

  Alexi’s eyes widened, and for once she looked uncertain, but for only a moment. “Yes, Master.”

  The pleasure at her acceptance was so intense that Darronn’s already raging cock thrust out toward her like a mast on a sailing ship. A hint of a smile curved the corner of Alexi’s mouth, telling him that she had noticed.

  Taking care to barely brush his body against hers, to tease her passions even more, he slowly moved behind her. “Raise your hair, firecat.”

  She did as he bade, her form trembling with excitement and the smell of her desire nearly sending Darronn over the edge. He eased the collar around her neck and fastened it. When he finished, he leaned just close enough that his cock touched the small of her back, and he brushed his lips across her nape and kissed the soft sk
in above her collar.

  “You are the fire in my veins,” he murmured. “The flames in my soul.”

  Alexi shivered and let her hair fall as Darronn stepped away. The collar felt comfortable around her neck, and somehow made her hornier yet. Although a part of her couldn’t believe she had just allowed him to put his collar on her. What if it was permanent, and never came off? Strangely enough, the idea didn’t upset her. At this moment she wanted to be his in every way.

  Yet he had never told her how he felt about her, other than stating that she was his destined mate. Would he return her love? And if he did, what next?

  She let the thoughts slide away as her man moved around to face her again. Every slight touch of his hands and fingers set her senses on fire. Good lord he was a handsome man, so powerful and virile…and he was all hers.

  Darronn held out his hand again, and this time a pair of golden spades appeared on his palm, each spade on the end of a small loop. Earrings?

  “Your nipples are not yet pierced,” Darronn said and Alexi flinched at the thought of anyone sticking a needle through that part of her body. And what did he mean, yet? “For now will you wear these nipple rings ?” he asked.

  Well, if this was just play, it did turn her on just thinking about it. When she’d seen the servants in the château wearing them, it had always made her wet. “Yes, Master,” she whispered, and wondered if she’d lost her mind.

  But at the extreme satisfaction in Darronn’s gaze, Alexi’s pussy grew even wetter and it was all she could do not to squeeze her thighs together. When he lowered his head and laved one nipple, she thought she was going to come unglued. A moan escaped her when Darronn forced the snug ring over her nipple. The slight pressure was delicious, as was the cool gold spade dangling against her breast. Everything about what he was doing felt so good she was certain she was going to come.