Righteous Fury (To Protect and Service Book 2)

by Tracy St. John

  She’d taken Laaruu down in a fight minutes before. Yet she trembled in his arms, vulnerable in a manner that excited her. She whimpered as he took her lips with demand, his tongue twisting around hers.

  “Tiny girl,” Laaruu growled when he broke the kiss. “My thighs are running with your juices, my defenseless Kimi. You realize what this powerful man is going to do to that wet pussy, don’t you? You can’t stop me, but you’re free to try.”

  Kimi wasn’t certain if she merely played along or if she indeed was so feeble. A rush of desire overwhelmed her as he put her on her back, his weight immobilizing her. He laughed with evil delight as she beat her fists against the solid wall that was his chest. He wedged himself between her legs, sliding his massive erection over her mound. When Kimi struggled harder, he pinned her wrists over her head with one paw.

  “Mine to fuck. I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he breathed, forcing another kiss on her as he plucked painfully at her nipple. She squalled in his mouth as a riveting sting darted straight to her clit, where it jolted her with pleasure.

  Laaruu mauled her breasts, hurting her in ways that made her womanhood pulse. She jerked beneath him when his teeth left marks in the soft flesh, rubbing her clit against his stony thigh. Tears streamed as he spanked her throbbing tits with an unforgiving hand, burning her chest with delicious agony.

  When he plunged three fingers in her at once, forcing her to yield to the harsh invasion, he found her not merely slick, but sopping. “Such a sweet cunt,” he gloated, hammering into her. She sobbed at the aching burn, at the enthralling bolts of searing ecstasy. She screamed and nearly climaxed when he pulled out to slap her sex. He shoved in again and fucked her more.

  Kimi wasn’t aware of how long he spent pumping her, with an occasional nip to her breasts and a slap to her crotch to bring her to the verge of orgasm. Laaruu was relentless, leering at her as he drove her wild with agony and need.

  Then he shoved his fingers into her ass with the same brutal demand, prying tight muscles open to accept his will. Kimi kicked into the air, yelling her anguish and excitement as he drove into her, stretching her beyond what she believed she was capable of.

  “My cunt. My ass. Take it,” Laaruu snarled, shoving in deeper.

  She did. She took it as he reamed her as hard as he had her pussy. She had no choice, and she reveled in that knowledge. Her only option was to accept whatever Laaruu wanted from her and hope to survive it.

  As she had offered no resistance before, she proposed no attempt to refuse him when he pulled out of her aching hole and set his cock’s crown against her. His thrust was ruthless, driving in at once, setting off a thunderclap of pain. On the heels of that, her womanhood seized, and she came.

  Laaruu rutted her with bestial force as convulsions tore through her. Her sex squeezed tight, making his rapid movements more torturous, more incredible. Rather than calming, the spasms grew more intense with each violent shove. Some dim part of her heard the screams tearing from her throat, but she drowned in the surges that shot lightning from her crotch to her skull, obliterating thought.

  When the waves calmed, pleasure continued to rise and crest as supersized Laaruu grunted over her. Kimi moaned as he fucked and fucked and fucked. Even with the first orgasm ebbing, she began to catch fire for another.

  “Can’t,” she gasped, fear spiking with arousal. “Too much. Can’t.”

  “You will,” Laaruu snarled. “As many times as I command it. Come for me now.”

  A second climax roared through her, blinding and deafening her in the vicious heave. Kimi lost all sense of herself and of Laaruu in the demolishing rush.

  When a fraction of her consciousness returned, her sex continuing to seize in violent spasms, she became aware that Laaruu was pulling out. He turned her over on her belly and grasped her hips, lifting them. His sex pushed inside her ass.

  She came again, sobbing and clawing at the padded floor, trying to escape the overwhelming tumult of ecstasy. Laaruu laughed at her attempts, yanking her backwards so that he speared her with greater force. The thuds of his body striking hers were thunderous.

  Her programming had no defense against him when she desperately sought help. Kimi, who had killed men with her bare hands, was at too great a disadvantage, not the least of which was the overriding desire to serve Laaruu. That kept her groveling on the floor as he rutted her.

  His movements were losing their rhythm, however, signaling he closed in on his end. “You’ll come with me,” he grunted.

  Her sex spasmed in anticipation. Kimi wailed, but there was no denying him. He wanted her to come. Therefore, she would.

  She had only a few seconds to brace herself. The moment Laaruu gave the distinctive groan that signaled release, just before he pulsed the first jet of hot fluid into her, her cunt clenched. Her cries joined his as orgasm throbbed.

  Laaruu collapsed on the floor, rolling her on her side so he remained embedded within. His shaft jerked as it pumped the last of his seed. For several minutes, Kimi could only lay within the circle of his arms, panting and twitching.

  Slowly she became aware of the sticky cum that had spilled to coat her upper thighs. Of the soreness of her pussy and ass, pulsating with every thump of her slowing heartbeat. Of the hollowed-out sensation in her gut after enduring so many shattering climaxes.

  “You didn’t tell me about the program that allows you to command my orgasms,” she grumbled.

  “I wanted it to be a surprise. My darling will not be left unsatisfied, unless I decide to withhold orgasm as punishment. Or for my own fun. That command is in there too.”

  She could hear the grin in his voice. “Orgasm can be a punishment too.” He’d just proved that beyond a shadow of a doubt.

  “You’re learning.”

  Kimi contemplated kicking his ass. He sure as hell deserved it. But even discounting the exhaustion creeping over her, she didn’t want to beat up Laaruu. Somehow, it felt right that she should have been fucked hard like his property, that her womanhood and butt should hurt as it did, that she should embrace the joy from being his slave that stole over her. As insane as it should have been, her world felt right. Life made sense, leaving her peaceful and serene.

  Your caboose has jumped the tracks, Kimi Furio. Next thing you know, you’ll fall in love with the alien creep.

  Laaruu’s hand crept down to fondle, and her legs opened automatically to give him access despite the raw tenderness of her abused flesh. Kimi wondered if that unthinkable situation hadn’t already happened. Why else would she give herself so completely, so instinctively?

  Heaven help me.

  * * * *

  A few days after their arrival, Laaruu and Kimi were summoned to attend Saazeer. Given extra time to train Kimi in her duties as his slave, Laaruu had done his best to distract her from the growing need to chase off after Hanos. Physical training, a study of the alternate universe that housed both Paatuun and the Consolidated Collective and yes, tons of sex had kept her busy. However, she was not sidetracked from the overwhelming desire to track down the awful villain who’d abducted so many of her kind.

  Hoping Saazeer’s summons meant the attack on Hanos was at hand, Kimi followed Laaruu into a room filled with perfumed smoke. She kept her head down as she was supposed to. That didn’t keep Kimi from surreptitiously searching the hazy environs of the vast area, lit bright by sunlight through the glass walls and ceiling.

  She was greeted by views of sex. Lots of sex, indulged in by many Paatiin and their Gilothean slaves. Writhing bodies dotted the thick pile carpet and stretches of pillowy chaise lounges. Mouths bobbed over avid crotches, and cocks plunged into pussies and asses everywhere. Moans and cries sang out in continuous refrain over a backdrop of soft, lilting music. It was a full-on orgy.

  In Laaruu’s wake, Kimi navigated the maze of lovers toward the center of the room. Along the way, she saw the oddly riveting Maaguum energetically fucking a rope-swathed man, whose metallic-sheened bronze skin barely peeked
out in the midst of his bonds. His dark head, groin, and ass were all that were visible, though his shaft and balls had been tightly trussed by thin cord. Kimi wasn’t sure if the rictus on the Gilothean’s face was from excruciating pain or pleasure.

  Maaguum’s idea of bondage was the most extreme Kimi had seen. His interest in Todd caused her to wonder how the prison guard would react to such use, should Maaguum get his hands on him.

  She was relieved to pass the bizarre Paatiin and his Gilothean slave. Just the sight of Maaguum’s massive cock ramming into the other man’s ass left her cringing.

  At least Saazeer wasn’t humping anyone. She relaxed to not have to encounter him boning some slave. He relaxed on a velvet blue couch, fully robed, as supernaturally stunning as before. Two Gilotheans knelt naked at his feet. Rather than lowering their gazes, they watched Laaruu and Kimi’s approach with interest. Especially Kimi. Their gazes raked up and down her, so intense that she felt ravished.

  She scowled, not because it was unpleasant to be ogled, but because their attention was arousing. Particularly the male, with his muscular frame, tilted black eyes, and shocking blaze of red hair. The fat erection wasn’t bad either, though Kimi winced to see how a line of gold metal studs had been embedded in a line from groin to the flared tip.

  “You sent for us, esteemed Saazeer?” Laaruu bowed low. Warned by her programming, Kimi sank to her knees, putting her at eye level with the Gilotheans. The golden-haired female smirked and licked her lips as their gazes met. Almost as muscled as her male counterpart, her body draped in delicate gold chains that depended from various piercings, she was an astounding vision. Kimi schooled her features to not react, her programming assuring her this was the only approach to demonstrate she wasn’t open to sexual advances from the woman. Kimi directed her attention to the prince. It was much harder not to respond to his angelic countenance.

  Saazeer’s melodious voice drifted in the sweet-smelling air. “I have secured several battalions of fighters who will accompany you to the edge of Gilothean space. There you’ll rendezvous with the lawgiver station.” He looked at Kimi, and she hurriedly dropped her gaze—but not before glimpsing his wry smile. “I would be delighted if you were able to exact the vengeance you crave when you catch up with Hanos.”

  “Thank you for the opportunity, esteemed Saazeer.” She bowed deeper, noting she craved far more than just blood. The atmosphere of the chamber was affecting her.

  Lust filled her, leaving her wet. She trembled as the sounds of sex filled her ears, sensing the heavy stares of Saazeer’s slaves on her body. She trembled, a quiver that abruptly grew violent.

  Laaruu laid his hand on her head. “I’d better get her out of here. The fumes are working on her.”

  “You could allow Kelsyn and Mersta to attend her. They’ve been eager to play with an Earthling since their last encounter with one.”

  Kimi darted another glance at the Gilothean pair. The female stroked her pierced labia. The male did the same with his livid cock. Kimi wondered how those studs would feel moving in and out of her. She leaned toward him.

  Laaruu’s fist clenched in her hair. “Kimi would agree to it, but only because of the inhalant’s influence. She would not be happy about it once it left her system.”

  “Look at her, Laaruu. I can see from here how wet she is. She’s shaking with desire. How can you deny her when she’s in such blatant agony?” Saazeer chuckled.

  Kimi swallowed a moan. Saazeer understood she had to fuck. Why didn’t Laaruu?

  “I’ll take care of her when we get back to my apartments.”

  “How prudish of you. Not to mention, jealous. I’ve never seen you so. She must be special.”

  After a long pause, Laaruu said, “She is. If you hold any love for me, esteemed Saazeer, you won’t insist until she’s better broken in.”

  “Fine, you don’t have to share her with us today. But do give us a peek, my friend. No one else has to touch her. The pleasure of their kind is enjoyable to watch.”

  Laaruu tugged on a lock of Kimi’s hair, breaking the hypnotic stare of the Gilothean male. Kimi realized she was rubbing her folds and panting. She jerked in surprise and gazed up at her master.

  Laaruu pointed to a nearby chair, which appeared more suited to a dining room than an orgy. “Sit there.”

  Kimi crawled to it, whimpering as her movements chafed her cunt. She’d never wanted a man plunging in her as much as she did at that moment. Thank goodness Laaruu planned to do something about the raging need inciting her to crave attention from anyone. In the back of her mind, Kimi recognized her libido was leaving her susceptible to urges she wouldn’t normally entertain.

  Susceptible? If Saazeer’s female slave strapped on a dildo, Kimi would fuck her too in her current state. She’d fuck every man and woman in the room. Even Maaguum.

  She climbed up in the chair. As soon as she sat and her pussy came in contact with the upholstered seat, she cried out. Kimi was incapable of not rubbing against it, desperate for relief from the rampant hunger filling her.

  Laaruu stood before her, grabbing the backs of her knees and draping them over the chair’s arms. Her sex was on full display, open to those gathering close to watch. Kimi watched Paatiin and Gilotheans venture near. She widened her legs. Though her every normal instinct shouted against it, lust rampaged through her, warning her that if given the chance, she’d let each and every one of them fuck her. Tears threatened at her helplessness, but Kimi could no more have stopped herself from surrender than she could have halted a speeding freight train.

  Fortunately, Laaruu was there, smiling down at her. “You’re safe. I’ve got you,” he whispered.

  He pushed three fingers into her, filling the aching emptiness that drove her insane. Kimi forgot all about the crowd watching as he fucked her with insistence, taking her with firm demand. She cried out and curled her abdomen upward, inviting him by presenting herself more openly. Rising and falling, greeting the thrusts with her own, fucking his fingers.

  “Good girl. Let them see how you want to please your master.”

  His touch curled within her, rubbing the electric spot inside her pussy. Her juices gushed all over his hand. Kimi gripped the chair arms hard as she encouraged the ravishment. “Please, Master. Please don’t stop.”

  “Are you my good girl? My obedient slave? My submissive darling?” He worked her faster, driving her toward the brilliance that beckoned.

  “Yes, Master. Yes. Yes!”

  Her head tossed as she shouted her loyalty to him. A kaleidoscope of faces swept past her sight, watching her master fingerfuck her. Watching her exhibit her ardor for him. Hungry faces, leaning closer to witness him driving in and out of her cunt. Close enough that she could feel their breath on her, wafting over her skin. They inhaled of her excitement, sighed at the juices spilling from her, whispered at the engorgement of her clit.

  “I wish you to bare yourself in every way to Saazeer’s court.” Laaruu’s voice was a lifeline, and she followed it to the anchor of his turquoise gaze.

  “Yes, Master,” she moaned.

  “Come now for their entertainment.”

  His thumb swiped over her clit with the force of a lightning strike. Ecstasy swept through Kimi, devouring her senses in heaving dissolution. She screamed as climax took her in endless waves, the surges crashing through her until she was left weak and gasping.

  Laaruu withdrew from her trembling womanhood and licked the dripping wetness from his fingers. “Well done. When you have recovered your strength, we’ll go.”

  A few minutes later, Kimi staggered after him, beaming at those they passed. She hoped Laaruu would give her more once they were home.

  He did, spanking her quivering pussy then fucking her hard in the semi-privacy of their bed, making her scream anew. It wasn’t until an hour later, when the inhalant that had filled the air of Saazeer’s chamber departed her system, that she felt embarrassment.

  “Did you know what we were walking into?”
she demanded as she trailed Laaruu to the shower.

  “Of course. Saazeer wanted to witness you in the throes of climax. It won’t be the first time either.” Laaruu sighed as warm water coursed over him. “Just be glad he relented and only ordered me to allow everyone to watch you reach climax.”

  “You would have allowed more, if he’d ordered you to.”

  “He is my prince. His word is law. We obey.” Laaruu snorted at her display of outrage. “It is our way. We delight in the passion of others, especially that of our slaves. Whatever is required of you, you’ll enjoy. Including opening your legs for Saazeer’s pet Kelsyn, if my prince commands it. Don’t think we missed the attraction he held for you.”

  “It was the drug in the air.” She refused to look Laaruu in the eyes.

  “You are curious. That is fine, and I may even decide to indulge your interest, for the delight of all who would watch. We’ll both be called upon to perform for Saazeer, often.”

  Kimi swallowed the protests she wanted to make. The idea of behaving as the others had, wantonly open about their wildest indulgences, excited her. Laaruu was well aware of it.

  She kept quiet. Her pussy was sore from his hard use. She didn’t want him to spank it again because she lied about not wanting such encounters.

  It was humiliating that he knew her so well. More so that her carnal appetites had been displayed in front of so many others. But as she washed Laaruu and relived being publicly brought to orgasm, a curl of excitement unfurled in her belly.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Three days after the public pleasuring in the court of Saazeer, Kimi and Laaruu boarded his ship and set off into space once again. Four days after that, they neared the Paatuun border with Consolidated Collective Space, a confederation of several different star systems. It included the home territory of the bronze-skinned Gilotheans.

  Laaruu was washing his spend off Kimi when the ship’s computer pinged a warning. She was limp as a noodle, having endured—okay, she’d enjoyed—a sex marathon. Laaruu had been more demanding than ever, and she had the sore jaw, pussy, and ass to prove it. He’d used her until she’d been nothing more than a rag doll for him to move into the next position, moaning as he delivered the umpteenth orgasm.