Page 25 of Soliv Four
Angie would always remember this event she had experienced with him. Even the pain. Altogether, it brought her an epiphany that she loved this man beyond anything she had ever felt before. Even in this crazy circumstance, she wasn’t sure she would change a thing.
Tomak fucked her long and hard before he finally came and took her with him. She screamed; it was so intense. He pumped her full of his seed and leaned over to massage her breasts as his cock still throbbed inside her. He stayed inside her, kneading her breasts and kissing the back of her neck until he waned.
It was just morning, and Angie already felt spent and high on endorphins.
After he parted their bodies, they went to the bathroom to shower. When they finished drying, Tomak took her into his arms and kissed her passionately yet tenderly. “Don’t ever do that to me again,” he said huskily. You’re mine, and I don’t want to lose you.”
“I don’t want to lose you either,” she assured him as they held each other for a long time. She loved him, but she couldn’t say the words. She just held him tightly, pressing her cheek against his chest, and he laid his cheek against the top of her head.
FIFTEEN
Before they dressed, Tomak asked Angie to lay across the bed face down. She hesitated, wondering what he intended. Then she saw him take out a tube of something from the drawer in the nightstand beside the bed.
“This will help take out the sting,” he said, squirting some creamy lotion out on his hand.
Angie complied as he spread the cool lotion on her ass cheeks. She sighed her approval, reminded that Tomak actually spanked her like a disobedient child. During her childhood was the last time she’d been spanked, but only a controlled four of five swats to her butt over her clothes.
As much as it hurt when Tomak did it, she didn’t understand why it made her so aroused at the same time. Remembering breathtaking sex afterward made her wet and hardened her nipples all over again.
Tomak scented it immediately. “Ah, my sweet Angie, I would love to fuck you again, but we have to get back to work. I have two more matches this rotation span.”
“I know.” She giggled. “That’s what happens when you stroke my butt like that.”
“Well, now I’m finished. Get dressed.”
As she got up, she couldn’t help but notice his blatant erection tenting his loose-fitting shorts. “What about that?” she pointed to it.
“It will behave in a mini span or so. Just get dressed, so we can get to work.”
Angie nodded, went to the closet, and took out a fresh pair of gray shorts and matching gray shirt that was their prison uniform. Pulling them on, she paused to pick up her discarded garments from the floor and put them down the cleaning chute. Tomak was setting out drinks and plates of protein patties when she got to the dining table.
Despite the soothing lotion Tomak applied, Angie’s bottom was sore as she moved, so she lowered herself slowly to her chair, suppressing a moan as she settled onto the seat.
She got two protein patties, and he gave himself three. Spending the equivalent of three to five hours a day working out and training with Tomak, she built muscle and needed the extra calories. They ate silently for a while before he spoke.
“I have learned that the deathmatches are starting this rotation span,” he announced in a soft, even tone.
Angie locked her gaze on to his. The stab of fear that seemed to pierce her gut was reflected in her eyes. “Oh, no!” she groaned.
“It’s not a choice, sweet mate. Those are my orders,” he soothed. “The board decided; every member of my team would be ordered to participate.”
“Will they make you fight against them?”
“Not to the death… At least they haven’t so far.”
“But they could?”
Tomak sighed ruefully. “This is a prison; they can do any damn thing they want. We’re like toys for them to manipulate for their amusement.”
“You can’t kill any of them. They are like family to you.”
“They really are,” he admitted. He didn’t even want to tell her the rest of what he had heard. In addition to the female hunts, someone on the warden’s program staff suggested having teams hunt couples in the vast jungle outside the compound. Instead, he said, “I’m not killing any of them.”
“Of course not,” she nodded and took a bite of her protein patty. “It’s bad enough you’re all divided into rival units, with management pitting you against each other. It’s only going to get worse if they make you start killing each other. I’m surprised they aren’t making us women fight each other.”
“Don’t say that too loud,” Tomak warned half-seriously. “They don’t need any help planning new ways to torment us.”
“Will you have to fight a death match?”
