Page 31 of Tortured

“Koehn,” I moan, deep in my throat, arching and pushing my ass back into his hips. He runs his hands across my breasts, pinching my nipples. He bites my shoulder lightly then soothes the sting with his rough tongue, lapping at my skin.

I shudder, my core lighting up again.

“Koehn!”

“Come for me, mate!” he growls and pulls at my hips until I’m half-sitting on his huge thighs, feeling his muscles tense and release under me. He thrusts his cock deeper, tilting my ass higher until he’s the thing holding me up, until he hits a spot that makes my pussy tighten until he’s barely able to move.

I scream, tensing, my second orgasm slamming into me like a freight train, rolling over me with the strength of a fierce storm attacking me.

“Koehn! Oh god,” I babble. I can’t string a whole sentence together to save my life. My face flushes with a torrent of heat as every tiny piece of me throbs with mindless pleasure.

I fall to the bed and he cradles me close. His knot holds me tight and both of us struggle to catch our breaths until the knot finally loosens and he can slip out. He still holds me so close that I feel his breath in my hair.

“One of these day, you’ll give in to me completely, mate. And then you’ll find that you’re happier than you’ve ever been and you won’t feel the same sorrow that you have for so long.”

I struggle to my feet and glare at him, tears springing to my eyes. “Are you thinking that just because the sex is so great with you that I’ll forget that I’m a prisoner on this ship, in this life?”

He shakes his head quickly. “No, mate. I’m just saying that some of your pain can be filled with other feelings. That happiness can make some of your pain less.”

My voice gets cold and tense and I stand, my hands on my hips. “Because my pain from losing my children can be filled by your dick? Because if that’s what you’re telling me, your ego is insane.” I pace back and forth and he watches me, his eyes dark and haunted.

I’m sure mine are too.

“Kora, I lost my parents too. A long time ago when I was barely more than a child. I was old enough to take care of myself but I still felt the pain of that loss and I still feel it today. I will always feel it. But I have other things that give me purpose and strength and those things have helped to heal that pain. That is all that I’m saying.”

I lean over him, hissing. “I don’t want to heal that pain, Koehn. If I ever come to a point that I forget my children, my life with my husband, I will gladly throw myself into space and just let myself die. No purpose can ever do away with my memories. I will always have them and they will always be a part of me. A part that lives and breathes but never fades away.”

“I’m sorry that I hurt you by saying that, kora. I shouldn’t have said it.”

I point at him, tears trickling down my cheeks. “But you’re thinking it. You’re thinking it even as you sit here. You’re the magic potion that will heal all my hurts and that’s just not true, Koehn. It’s just not true.”

I grab my clothes from the ground and then throw them aside, reaching out and pulling my regular clothes back out. A soft shirt like a tee and a pair of pants with a lot of pockets to hide things.

If I had things.

I turn away from him and leave him lying there. I can’t even look at him right now. I just want to get away.

“And don’t call me mate anymore, Koehn. I am nobody’s mate.”

I slip inside the washroom and duck inside the stall that gives some weird shower that washes and cleans you without water and try to forget where I am and why.

Just try to forget all of it as the tears trickle down my cheeks and I lean into the shower wall, completely drained.

19

KOEHN

It’s been days and she won’t talk to me. No matter how many times I’ve tried or how many times I’ve passed by her. She refuses. Just stares at me with a cold look that I don’t remember seeing in her eyes even the first time I saw her in that cell.

We pass in the halls and she sleeps when I’m awake and then paces around the ship while I listen to her steps and try to fall asleep.

It’s almost a relief when we come up to the home base. Everyone has been moved there while we were gone.

I pilot the ship inside the doors and we dock. I sit there silently for a click and then turn to Lacey who’s staring off into space, ignoring me.

“I’m very sorry, Lacey. I really am. I promise you that I will do my best to stay out of your way so that you don’t have to be upset.”

Her shoulders turn and I swear I think she’s going to give in and look at me and my heart thunders in my chest. Only to break when I realize that she’s just standing and moving away.

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