Part 15 (1/2)

He just shrugged, reaching behind him. ”All I have is your word that you belong here. For all I know you're nothing but a homeless person looking for a place to sleep for the night.” He pulled out a pair of s.h.i.+ny metal shackles and dangled them in front of her face.

Her eyes widened in fear. He wasn't going to really confine her was he? There had to be some mistake. She glanced away.

Where was Te'Lam? Where were her personal guards? Had something happened to them?

As though he could read her mind, the corner of his lips 122 eXtasy's Collective Mind tilted up. A dimple winked in his left cheek as a rumbling chuckle filled with satisfaction swept over her. ”There's no one here to rescue you, lady. It's just you, me, and my handcuffs.”

Starr swallowed thickly then took a step back in retreat.

Something about his smile, the tone of his voice made her insides quiver with need. She should be searching for an avenue of escape not standing here hoping he'd back her against the wall and f.u.c.k her senseless. What in the world is wrong with me?

”Now, drop the towel and hold out your hands in front of you.”

”What?” she squeaked. He didn't seriously expect her to stand around and let him take her into custody naked, did he?

Well, he had a surprise in store if that's what he thought. Giving no thought to her nudity, Starr dropped her towel, and took a step forward, holding out her hands as he requested.

As he reached for her, the silver shackles in his hand, she sidestepped and dashed down the hallway and toward the stairs.

She hadn't taken but a few steps when she felt his hot breath brush against the sensitive nape of her neck. His thundering footsteps ate up the distance between them. She knew before he reached her she'd never get away. But the chase... The chase had cream sliding down her thighs, preparing her for his c.o.c.k, for the f.u.c.king she now knew he'd intended all along.

Excitement skittered down her nerves. Her pulse pounded in her ears. Thump... thump... thump... her c.l.i.t twitched with her every running step forward. Only a couple more feet separated her from the top landing of the staircase and her freedom, but freedom was the last thing she wanted. Before she could fret that he'd actually let her get away, she felt his ma.s.sive arm wrap around her waist and drag her to a skidding stop.

Warm puffs of air teased her as he lowered his mouth to whisper into her ear. ”Now, now. Where do you think you're 123 Violet Visions going? You're not resisting arrest are you?”

Whatever she would have said disappeared when she felt the ma.s.sive thickness of his c.o.c.k pressing insistently against her a.s.s.

Oh, G.o.ddess. Never had she felt a man's member that was so large before. If all Earth men were built this way, it was no wonder her mother was wont to stay in her chambers with her father for all hours of the day and night.

”What...” Starr licked her dry lips and tried to speak again.

”What do you want of me?”

”I want you to get down on your hands and knees, place your head on your arms, and lift your a.s.s in the air. Then I want you to scream out my name as I f.u.c.k you.”

Starr began to tremble. Desire and need poured through her body. No one had ever used such language with her, had been so forceful with his demands. There was no way she could deny him, deny what her body desperately required. She needed him to take her, needed him to have control.

”I-I don't know your name,” she whispered, trying her best to keep her voice from quivering as her body continued to do.

”It's Rex. Rex Madison, and after tonight, you'll never forget it.”

She didn't know whether that was a threat or a promise, but either way, it boded well for her. The arm around her waist began to loosen, until just his hand held her, and for a second she thought he was leaving her. But before she could form a protest, his other hand reached up to grip her. ”Now, get on your knees like you were told.”

Unable to deny either of them, she followed his demands, dropping down to her knees. The fibers of the carpeting sc.r.a.ped against her nipples when she moved into position, lowering her upper body to rest upon her arms. The sensation was more than she could handle and she moaned in desperate need.

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eXtasy's Collective Mind She heard the lowering of his zipper, then the rustle of fabric behind her. Her thighs quivered, her nether lips dripped copious amounts of cream. ”Spread your legs wider. I want to see your glistening c.u.n.t. I want to see your pretty pink p.u.s.s.y flowering for me as you tremble beneath my touch.”

Before she could do as he asked, she felt the brush of his pants against the back of her thighs. She gasped at the sudden sensations bombarding her. She had no time to take them all in before he parted her thighs himself.

”I said spread your legs, lady.” She felt the calluses on his fingers as he parted her nether lips, filling her with them, stroking her, stretching her, building her desire into a need she'd never felt before, an intensity she'd never dreamed possible.

He slipped his fingers from her sheath and disappointment clouded her thoughts. How can he leave me this way, needing him so? Before she could voice her plea, beg him to f.u.c.k her she felt him positioning his c.o.c.k against her dripping channel. Her woman's juices continued to run, covering her nether lips and coating his huge c.o.c.k as he slid into her, inch by slow torturous inch.

She grunted in disbelief as he seated himself fully within her.

He filled her entire channel, reaching a depth she didn't know possible. Before she could adjust to his thickness or length, he began to withdraw. His c.o.c.k remained only a bare inch inside her channel when he rammed himself inside her.

Over and over he drove into her, stretching her, pounding her in ferocious need that matched her own raging desires. She groaned, panted, and in the end pleaded with him. ”Rex, please... please... I need to come... Please make me come.”

She pushed back as he drove forward, forcing his c.o.c.k deeper and deeper with his every thrust. His b.a.l.l.s slapped against 125 Violet Visions her a.s.s, sending shards of pleasure down her every nerve ending.

Heat and power began to move through her blood, sweat bloomed on her skin as her body started to begin the transformation from sterility to fertility, creating the egg needed for conception.

His hands gripped her hips even tighter, rumbling groans and heavy breathing echoed down the hallway. Were they his or hers?

In the end it didn't matter. Nothing mattered but this moment, this crawling and rapacious need.

Brilliant white light seeped from her skin, surrounding them in the mystical bubble she'd only ever heard about amidst whispers with the mated members of her people. She knew a child, their child would come of this maddened f.u.c.king and she rejoiced. Her c.l.i.t twitched, pulsing with need. Waves and waves of pleasure washed over her as her entire body clenched in release.

Her mate's b.a.l.l.s tightened, his c.o.c.k grew even harder as his release began to build. Just as she felt his body pulse, he pulled out of her, shooting his life giving fluids upon her back.

”No,” she cried. ”Why, why would you do such a thing?”

”Because Sheika Starr, you and I need to talk before I get you with child.”

Even though her body still pulsed with her release, her brain was once again functioning. ”What did you call me? I don't remember giving you my name.”

He sighed behind her, and she could practically feel his reluctance when he separated their bodies. ”Come, love, I think I have some explaining to do. Besides, there's something I want to show you that might go a long way toward making you understand.”

Hurt and confusion battled within her but she shoved them aside. She was the current Sheika of Talea and therefore knew to 126 eXtasy's Collective Mind listen to all sides before making a decision, despite her warring emotions.

When she made to stand, Rex's big hands lifted her as though she weighed no more than a feather, and cuddled her against his chest. She felt his heart thundering beneath her ear. When his lips pressed a soft kiss against her temple, her own heart rate kicked up a notch, striving to match the wildly beating pace of her mate.

Soon, she found herself lying in the center of the bed, in the room she'd first seen hours earlier. The same room in which she'd imagined the mysterious caretaker ravaging her. His arms loosened, then let go completely when he stepped to the foot of the bed to pull the luxurious covering over her.

Her gaze darted around the room before finally stopping to rest on the framed image atop the stand beside his bed. She gasped in surprise, and in wonder. How did he get this image of her? And why would he keep it so close to where he sleeps? She would be the first thing he saw when he awoke, and the last that he saw before he slept. On Talea, that was a place of honor.

She felt him behind her, waiting for her to say something. Yet, all she could do was let the wonder and joy, the warmth and happiness she felt, flow through her. ”Why? Why do you have this here? How did you get it?”

She heard him sigh, an almost guilty sound, but she couldn't tear her gaze away from the picture of her laughing up at her mother and father, her brother standing in the background making a face into the imager.

”I've known of your mother, your father, you and your brother since I was but a small child. From the first time one of your mother's priestesses came down and offered my father the position as caretaker over Rafe's estate, in fact. As to the pictures, I've been in love with your image, with you, since I was 127 Violet Visions old enough to know the difference between a woman and a man.”

That got her attention. She whipped her head around, needing to see his eyes, read the truth in his expressions. ”What did you say?”

”You heard me, Starr. I've been waiting for you my entire life.