Chapter 28

ZAHHN

Leona peers wide-eyed at my swollen cocks, then she casts an uneasy glance around the cell.

They're all asleep , I assure her. If anyone wakes, I will know.

And then what will you do? she asks. Disappear?

A smile tugs at my lips. Precisely. Now get to work. You are not as quick to obey as I would prefer. As I've said before, you are in need of training.

I fail to see how sucking your appendages qualifies as ‘obedience training. ' A hint of defiance dances in her eyes, and she shifts on her knees, clearly uncomfortable in her position on the hard floor.

I could show her mercy and place a pillow beneath her knees, but I won't. Not this time.

Leaning forward, I grab the front of her shirt, then I tear the fabric in a quick but fairly quiet motion. Her breasts spill out, and her mouth falls open as her eyes brim with fury.

How dare you? she seethes.

I trace one of her nipples, then give it a firm pinch, squeezing so hard it brings tears to her eyes. She covers her mouth with one hand as her face twists with agony. With her other hand, she grabs hold of my wrist and tries to wrench it away from her bosom.

I can't take you over my knee and give you a thrashing right now, human female. Not without waking the whole cell block , I send down the bond. So, the methods of punishment I use when you are insubordinate will have to be quiet ones. I highly recommend obedience, Leona, or you are in for a night of extreme pain and humiliation.

Even in the dim light, I can see her face turning a bright shade of red. I sense her fury, but also her shame. A moment later, a pulsating wave of her arousal hits me, and I savor a deep inhale. I pinch her nipple harder and twist, drawing a faint whimper from her. A single tear cascades down her cheek, and she blinks faster.

Finally, I release her nipple. A look of immense relief steals over her, and she immediately rubs the punished area. Her entire body is now trembling hard. Through the bond, I sense a wave of reluctant surrender coming from her. I send back a surge of power, and she dips her head in a show of submission so lovely that it causes a pang of warmth in my chest.

Good little female . I gesture to my fully erect shafts. Now, obey.

She lowers her head to my crotch, and I watch to see which of my shafts she will suck first. She goes for my upper appendage. I'm shocked when she curls a tiny hand around the base of this shaft without any prompting, and it takes a great deal of control to keep from growling aloud.

Her hand is so small that she cannot curl it all the way around my cock, but as she tries and squeezes, the pleasure cascades through me and both my appendages lurch upward. She gasps, startled by the movement, but she doesn't release her hold on my upper length.

Stop gasping and whimpering, Leona. If you wake your cellmates, I will be very displeased with you.

Sorry. Her gaze flicks to mine briefly, then she refocuses her attention on the shaft she's about to suck. Anticipation mounts inside me, a quaking euphoric heat, as she parts her lips and leans down.

Then she takes me in her mouth. She runs her tongue up and down the side of my shaft, and I sense her uncertainty through the bond. When she last took me in her mouth, I held her head in place and pounded her face, not allowing her much freedom during the act. She had no choice but to remain on her knees with her lips parted while I plunged in and out, slamming into the back of her throat while she gagged and whimpered. Desire sizzles through me at the memory.

But there's a certain appeal to watching her fumble her way through a cock sucking session. A nourishment session. Not for the first time in her presence, I experience the overwhelming urge to spurt my essence down her throat in order to nourish her, to fill her stomach with my highly nutritious seed.

Fluxx . She's moving too slow. She's being obedient, but Star Gods, she is moving too slow. Is she teasing me on purpose?

I'm on the verge of taking control when she suddenly increases her pace and starts bobbing her head forward and back over my rigid member. Yes. Perfect. Good little female. Whether I actually send my praise to her, I am not sure. The pleasure becomes so intense, it's difficult to concentrate. Your pretty mouth feels so good.

As she continues her work, she keeps the base of my shaft gripped tightly in her tiny hand. She manages to take almost the full length of my shaft in her mouth, but always withdraws the moment the tip hits the back of her throat. I suspect she's trying not to gag. Observing her somewhat clumsy efforts causes another wave of affection to flow through me, and before I realize what I'm doing, I'm sending that wave of tenderness straight down the bond to her.

Am I a bastard for questioning her tonight? I want to believe she had nothing to do with the attack, but she admitted she suspected something was about to happen. She knew her father and his comrades were plotting.

When she spoke of her horror over her father's plan to take Darrvason lives, however, she seemed genuine, and I sensed her honesty. Perhaps when the bond we share becomes stronger, I will learn the full truth.

I suppress a groan as she swirls her tongue over the tip of my shaft. Star Gods. Fluxx . I press my eyes shut and revel in the feel of her mouth on my upper appendage. I reach out, seeking her emotions, searching for the heart and soul that will soon belong to me.

I sense a wide range of emotions in varying degrees. Desire, anticipation, shame, worry, uncertainty, guilt. Desire and anticipation are the strongest, which pleases me greatly. She's aching for a release, and her center is drenched in her arousal. She's slick and eager to be pounded with my shafts.

Will I fuck her in the middle of the brig?

Probably not.

I long to bury my cocks in her mating orifice, one after the other, but I do not believe I can do so without growling and moaning and waking up the occupants of the brig. While I don't care if anyone witnesses me claiming my female, I have no wish for guards to come running. I would be forced to disappear and return to the Haxxal .

I'm not ready to leave Leona yet, never mind that she'll belong to me in mere days. A thrill rushes through me when I imagine the moment she'll officially belong to me by the laws of my people.

I stroke a hand through her hair as she continues sucking my appendage. My scrotum vibrates faster as I visualize the moment I'll steal away with her. I've already discovered she'll be brought to the Haxxal , along with the other female prisoners, and I know the names of the guards who will be escorting the women to their temporary quarters.

Thinking about my plan to steal her, to remove her from one form of captivity to another, causes my desire to spike. Waves of ecstasy descend and my cock pulses in Leona's sweet mouth. I climax down her throat in rapid spurts, and I tighten my fingers in her hair as she endeavors to swallow all that I give her.

She succeeds in gulping down every last drop, and I send a flash of praising warmth down the bond. She pulls away from my shaft and attempts to catch her breath. I reach out to touch the nipple I tormented earlier, but this time I simply give it a soft caress. She shivers at my touch and her hips jolt forward. Her arousal thickens in the air.

I grasp the base of my lower appendage and give her an expectant look. Her eyes widen and she hesitates. She's still breathing hard, however, and she also shifts uncomfortably on her knees. At first, I think she's going to argue or plead tiredness, but she eventually leans down to accept my unspent cock in her mouth.

Good little female. Keep sucking.