Page 26 of Abducting Sarah

He looked completely perplexed. “I don’t think I’ll get the hang of it.”

“Gentleness is not in your nature, Kapok,” Deacon declared. “Perhaps it is best that you take her only for the pomp.”

I could not agree more. I moved her long, wavy hair over her shoulder and kissed Sarah’s neck, and my cock grew hard once more as I pressed against her ass. She moaned loudly, reaching over her shoulder to touch me, sliding her hand around to the back of my neck. I wanted to throw Kapok out of the bed and take her again. Frustration hit me once more but I kissed her bare shoulder one last time before I left the bed again.

But she reached out for me, her eyes hazy with arousal. “Come here.”

“Yes?”

“Stand in front of me,” she said in a husky tone. “I want to taste you.”

Unable to refuse that request, I climbed onto the bed, carefully balancing a foot on either side of Kapok. There I stoodbefore Sarah, and she studied my cock, like it was the first one she had ever seen. She licked along the underside, her tiny tongue fluttering all over my most sensitive places. Then, she tried to get me into her mouth. But she couldn’t.

She giggled and said, “Sorry.”

Deacon chimed in. “I have an idea. May I assist?”

She shrugged. “Sure.”

He reached between her and Kapok and played with her clit. When her lips parted on a soft, sudden gasp, Deacon gave my ass a shove forward into her mouth.

He smirked up at me. “She needed to be relaxed.”

Once she adjusted to having a few inches of my cock in her mouth, her tongue began to slip and slide over the head while she rode Kapok’s cock and Deacon stroked her clit. It didn’t take long before she was making those arousing moaning sounds, telling me that she was orgasming again, and I could have come right then, but I held back. She reached up and grabbed my ass to pull me into her mouth in time with her bucking on Kapok.

Pleasure pushed through my cock as I came, and I snarled, “fuck!”

Sarah choked on my gift and had to stop to swallow as I filled her mouth. Once she was done, she coughed and gasped, then said, “Punch, please?”

I frowned in confusion and stepped down from the bed. Deacon left for his producer and returned with a glass of water with herbs. She drank it down, before continuing with Kapok. But he didn’t last much longer. He pushed her off of him before he came.

Sarah fell to the bed beside him on her back, while Deacon gave them more steamed towels.

He brushed his lips across hers and said, “I am so proud of you.”

She laughed breathlessly. “What for?”

“This has been a lot for you to take, I know this,” he said in that formal way of his.

She nodded, her eyes shifting to Drift. “Next, I guess.”

But the Ladrian flinched. “I, um…I know this is wrong, but I cannot.”

Deacon shot him a look, then smirked. “Good. Get out. All of you,” he ordered brusquely. “I will have my consort again, without an audience.”

I took a deep breath and corralled the other two from the captain’s quarters, relieved to be leaving. I was the last one out the door, and heard Deacon tell Sarah, “Now, you aremine.”

His words were like daggers.

I put them out of my mind. Sarah was not mine—there was no reason to feel this way—so territorial and possessive of someone I could not have beyond the pomp. Instead, I caught up to Drift in the bright halls ofAllegiant.

“Hey, why didn’t you join the pomp?” I asked him.

Drift’s eyes darted to Kapok and Tiger, as they headed toSovereign. He guided me to a storage room, free of Ladrian ears. “I have been courting someone in secret.”

This was momentous news. Last I had heard, Drift had no interest in courting anyone. “Who?”

He shook his head. “I cannot say. Our passion is forbidden.” He quickly glanced away. “I want to tell you, Jac, but the more who know, the more we are at risk. Please don’t tell anyone.”

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