Page 16 of Guardians

Malik watched her slit come into view. The pink flesh was still flushed from her punishment. He traced her damp crease with his fingertips, just barely parting the outer lips. “Fold your legs beneath you.”

“Malik, please don’t do this.” Her voice trembled and her head tossed back and forth.

“I just want a taste.” When she still hesitated, he pulled up on her hips until her knees rested on the bed. Then he pushed them apart, opening her thighs. He lowered his head and covered her pussy with his mouth. She was already slick and so damn warm he couldn’t resist pushing his tongue into her core. Her salty/sweet taste coated his tongue, and his senses exploded with signals. His heart thudded wildly, blood sizzling through his veins. His cock instantly hardened and the urge to fuck her was nearly overwhelming.

It would be so easy to crawl onto the bed, open his pants, and thrust his cock balls-deep into her snug passage. It had been years since he fucked anything but his hand, and the temptation pulsed through him with urgent demand. But Kane was coalition leader. It was his right to take her first. Malik’s turn would come, but he would not dishonor Kane by ignoring the custom.

Instead, Malik licked and sucked on her pussy, devouring her juices. She jerked and gasped each time his tongue passed over her swollen clit. Her mind was still resisting the rapid-fire changes, but her amazing body had already succumbed. He sucked on her clit, forcing her to orgasm even as she shook her head and begged him to stop.

She cried out and stiffened. Then her legs shook, toes curling up off the mattress. Her surrender thrilled him, feeding the dominant needs raging inside him.

“Such a good girl,” he murmured as he lifted his head and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. “You taste even better than I’d imagined.” She started to lie back down on her belly, but he stopped her. “Let me take out the plug first.”

Her descent stopped and she held perfectly still. Clearly, she was eager to be rid of the unfamiliar fullness.

Malik eased her cheeks apart and grasped the end of the butt plug. “This really is a mercy.” He slowly spun the device then drew it out until the widest part held her open. “Without being stretched like this, taking our cocks will hurt much worse.”

“So don’t fuck me there,” she snapped, but a fresh rush of liquid moistened her pussy.

He’d been about to pull the plug out, but her sassiness made him push it deep again. “Kane told Diego that your ass was off limits tonight.” He slid the plug in and out as he spoke, stretching her reluctant opening again and again. “We all agreed that you needed reassurance rather than domination. Were we wrong? Do you want Diego to force his cock inside this tight little hole? He’ll be happy to continue your lesson in obedience.”

“No,” she cried. “I don’t want that. I’ll be good.”

Slowly drawing the butt plug out, Malik directed, “Hold this position until I return.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

He hadn’t prompted her to use the title, but it made him smile. It was clear that her will was far from broken, yet they wereall making incremental progress. He walked into the bathroom and recycled the plug, then washed his hands and wet a washcloth. After grabbing the healing ointment, he returned to the bedroom. She was exactly as he’d left her, and her expressive green eyes watched him closely.

“The welts are superficial. They will be gone by morning, but this ointment will alleviate any lingering sting.”

“They don’t really hurt anymore,” she told him, looking uncomfortable again. “Can I just get up?”

He found her reaction amusing. Arousal eroded her embarrassment but as soon as her passion cooled, her awkwardness returned. “Your opinion would change if you tried to sit down. Now, be a good girl and hold still for me.” Malik took his time, spreading the salve over her bottom as he enjoyed the silky texture of her skin. She needed to get used to being touched by them even when she wasn’t desperate for an orgasm.

There was no time like the present for the lesson, so he caressed her much longer than necessary. He smoothed the ointment over her cheeks, allowing his fingers to skim along the cleft between her cheeks and dip between her thighs to tease her folds. He avoided her clit and never lingered in one place for long. His purpose was to make her feel good without reigniting her passion.

Once the welts were thoroughly coated, he eased his fingers between her bottom cheeks and massaged her puckered hole. She sucked in a breath but held still for him. Even when he eased the tip of his finger into her body, she held still and let him have his way. Pleased by her behavior, he wiped his hands on the washcloth and lightly rubbed her back. He ran his hands along her sides and gently squeezed her breasts.

“Life with us doesn’t have to be unpleasant.” He kept his hands on her breasts and whispered into her ear. “The more readily you submit, the more we will indulge you.” He finally took his hands off her and told her she could lie down. She immediately obeyed, but he stopped her when she reached for the edge of the quilt. “I did not give you permission to cover yourself. Besides, the ointment needs to soak in.”

She released an exaggerated sigh as she settled onto her belly again.

They couldn’t see each other unless they both twisted their necks so he pulled a chair over to the bed and sat facing her. “Did you live on Earth or are you from one of the colonies?”

“I’d never left the planet until I was brought here.” She sounded resentful, even though her tone was little more than a whisper.

Malik was confused by her response. “Was that by choice or did you lack the means?”

“It was entirely by choice.” Conviction rang through her tone, but there was something sad in her eyes, something lost. “My family has lived on a ranch northwest of Dallas for the past two hundred years. I was hoping to raise my children there as well.”

The implication of her words brought Malik up short. “You have a mate back on Earth? Oh, fuck, were you separated from your children?”

“No. I only meant that when I found Mr. Right and started a family, I was hoping he would agree to continue the tradition.” She wiggled a little then rolled to her hip, casually drawing the edge of the quilt over her upper body. “That really does feel better. Can I sit up now?”

“Let it soak in for a few more minutes.”

“What about you?” She settled on her side, head resting on her upraised hand. “Where did you live before the nightmare began? Had you ever been off-world?”

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