Page 44 of Kidnapped from the Paradise Resort

J’ORN

J’orn waited impatiently for them to let him go into the room with Kara. The Rage hovering at the back of his mind made him want to shove his way in and rescue her any way he could. But he had been right—there were guards at the front door and another hovering just outside the room. He didn’t even have his blaster—there was a weapons scanner at the entrance of the brothel that had detected it and he’d been forced to relinquish it before he was admitted inside.

He could smell Kara’s sweet scent—he’d been smelling it for blocks before he got here. Now that he’d tasted her, his body was even more attuned to hers. J’orn thought he could have tracked her by scent alone—never mind the tracking device he’d placed on her.

Finally the door opened and the girl he’d been speaking to at the front desk came out along with two males—one Paradisian and one Frilaxian, from the look of his spikes.

J’orn stiffened, his big hands balling into fists. Had the two of them been using her? Hurting her? He’d fucking kill them! Once more the Rage surged inside him. It was a primitive and possessive response—the berserker fury that came over a Kindred warrior when his woman was threatened.

He eyed the guard and held it back by main force of will. He wasn’t any good to Kara dead. He had to get her out of here and he couldn’t do that if he got in a fight with the fucking guard and then every other guard in the place came running.

“Excuse me, Sir,” the girl said, coming up to him. “I spoke to our two managers and they said they can’t sell the new girl yet—she’s promised to another client. However, youcanpay her price and use her for a little while and they’ll be happy to talk about selling her permanently later.”

The thought of some other male “using” Kara made his jaw clenched and his teeth grind together but J’orn made himself nod. He just had to get in there with her and see if she was all right—after that he could worry about how to get her out of here.

“All right,” he said evenly. “I’ll take it. Let me see her.”

“She’ll be happy to see you—she’s going through a Deep Needing right now,” the girl said, as she let him come around to the other side of the reception desk.

“A Deep Needing?” J’orn frowned at her. “What does that mean?”

“Oh, she’s been given a shot ofy’thosin,”the girl explained. “That’s a drug that stimulates the erotic areas of the body,so she’ll be very eager to have you in her. In fact, I have to ask that you be sure to finish inside her—she needs a dose of male seed to get over the effects of the shot.”

J’orn’s pulse was pounding. What the fuck had they done to Kara? He’d heard ofy’thosinbefore but had passed it off as nothing but a salacious rumor. Could the terrible things he’d heard about the street drug be true? The fact that it made a female sick with sexual need—that she might die without male seed spurted deep inside her—surely that was some kind of sick exaggeration. Right?

Hoping against hope, he stepped into the dimly lit room and saw a sight that nearly made his heart stop.

Kara was completely naked and strapped to a fucking frame—two sturdy wooden posts with bands at the top and bottom were wound around her wrists and ankles, immobilizing her completely. Her head was down, her hair hanging in her eyes. Her breathing was labored and she was moaning softly to herself.

Even in the dim red light, J’orn could tell that her nipples and pussy were swollen with need. But the sight alone didn’t tell him that. The whole room was thick with her scent—the aroma of a female in heat. J’orn had never smelled anything like it before and though he tried not to react, his body responded to the scent of her need automatically.

He could feel his shaft going rock hard behind his flight leathers—he’d thrown away the green robe before entering the brothel. Now he wished he hadn’t—at least it would have hidden his erection.

But it soon became clear that Kara was past caring about such things. She moaned again, her body writhing in its bonds and hot sound let him know she really was deep in sexual need.

“Kara? Baby?” He walked over to her and lifted her chin. The eyes staring back into his were filled with desire that verged on the razor’s edge of pain.

“J’orn?” Her eyes widened briefly before narrowing in agonizing need. “What…what are you doing here?” she moaned.

“I’m here to take you home, baby,” he assured her. And then he couldn’t help asking, “Did anyone hurt you? Did any other male?—”

“No—no one. Not…not yet,” she panted. “But J’orn, they gave me something…some kind of shot. It…it’s doing something to me. I…Iacheinside. I feel soempty.”

“Can I look at you, baby?” he asked anxiously. “See if I can help you?”

She nodded.

“Okay. I just feelempty.”

Her statement concerned him deeply—he couldn’t help thinking of the rumor he’d heard that a female who was given too muchy’thosinmight die from it…unless she was fucked and filled with cum. But he couldn’t do that to her—couldn’t take advantage when she was in such a vulnerable state. There must be something else he could do for her, he told himself.

He’d had some medic training when he was inducted into the Elite Espionage Corps. Maybe he could help—at least long enough to get her out of here. Because there was no fucking way he was waiting for her to see the other client the receptionist had been talking about.

First he examined her breasts, cupping them gently in his hands. They seemed larger than they had earlier that day during the massage he’d given her—considerably larger. And her nipples were swollen too. When he brushed one tender peak very lightly with his thumb, Kara moaned and jerked against her bonds.

“Please!” she gasped. “Suck them!”

“I shouldn’t,” J’orn protested. But when she moaned again and he heard the pain in her voice, he couldn’t deny her any longer.

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