Page 18 of Soliv Four
“And did it also lead to a technique of fighting?”
“Yes, but I never tried it before. I like it.”
“We will practice this for a few days, and then I will show you how to use those same movements to break free of an attacker. Right now, let’s go to the bag, and I will show you how to punch.”
They crossed the room to the punching bag hanging from the ceiling.
“First you make a fist like this, thumb on the outside. Keep your wrist straight and turn into it. That’s what gives you power in your punch.”
Tomak demonstrated in slow motion and had her do it slowly, just tapping the bag. He smiled, watching her. She was a quick study, and he just liked watching her move. He especially liked how she moved when she was beneath him, and he was buried in her wet heat.
At that point, he decided to call it a day. “You’re doing great. You can stop now, and we’ll start again tomorrow.”
He pulled her into his arms, and she leaned into him, putting her arms around his neck, looking up at him, her lips slightly parted in a playful smile. He kissed her mouth lightly then whispered in her ear, “let's go back to the flat so I can take you in the shower, and then…”
He didn’t have to finish because she could feel what he had in mind pressing against her belly.
ELEVEN
Back in their flat, Angie wasn’t surprised that Tomak literally meant to take her in the shower as well as showering together after he fucked her hard and fast under a fine mist. Angie figured he must be giving off some powerful pheromones because he could barely hint that he wanted sex, and she was ready to take him without preamble.
After the shower, he took her to their bed and worshiped her body at length with his mouth and hands, making her scream with multiple orgasms. Then he fucked her long and slow, holding her hands against the bed beside her staring into her eyes, pulling back and driving his cock into her hard every few seconds.
Angie gasped and made a mewing sound each time he did, then moaned as he rubbed his flesh against her clit. Moment to moment, she felt Tomak stealing into her heart as he played her body like sex was an art. Angie responded with the passion he desired, arching her body against him and voicing her pleasure fervently. She would caress him lovingly while he fucked her when he left her hands free to do so.
The illusion of being conquered by her alpha male and held captive to his ravishment was incredibly arousing. She quickly realized; she wouldn’t feel that way with anyone else.
Their days followed a routine where they trained three to four spans a day. After first meal was physical training for a span, then training in the gym for Angie in martial arts and punching the bag.
For a while, Angie almost forgot she was marooned on a prison planet for life. It was almost like a vacation, where they only had to eat, sleep, train, and have sex. Of course, that was too good to be true. That became all too clear a couple rotation spans later.
Tomak and Angie were jogging the track together when the warden called for everyone’s attention. They slowed to a halt and waited as McKaro paused then called for everyone’s attention again.
“I require all inmates and mates to go to the arena at ninth span and take your seats in the audience section for a holographic presentation. Again, your attendance is required, not optional,” said McKaro. Repeating the message, a second time, he added. “You may now resume your regular activities.”
“What do you think that’s about?” Angie asked, seeing Tomak’s puzzled frown.
“I don’t know.” He shook his head. “It’s never happened since I have been here. We’re usually called together in small groups for training holographs. Most of the inmates weren’t trained as I was in ancient combat arts with swords and shields as I was trained. Even my men had to learn those techniques when they got here.”
“I guess we will find out at ninth span,” said Angie. “No sense in worrying. We’ll find out soon enough.
“Let’s go.” Tomak nodded and started jogging down the track again. Angie fell into step beside him, and they started picking up the pace to a sprint. Angie was sprinting full out, and Tomak was matching her. Although she was fast for a woman, Tomak was faster.
He had started running track with her a few rotations back after seeing males from a rival team surrounding her as she ran alone. Even though she was in his line of sight, his attention was diverted to his workout on a heavy-duty strength training machine.
The next time he looked up, three males were flanking Angie as she was running full out. Tomak ran across the field, leaping over training apparatus like a raging bull ready to kick some ass. When the males caught sight of him, heading in their direction, they backed right off. Although still tempted to brawl with the males for crowding his mate, he went to her instead.
They finished that run together, and Tomak didn’t let her run alone again. Other than his own team, he didn’t trust any other male alone with her. If he expected her to fight his order, she didn’t. She just nodded.
“Did they touch you? What did they say?” he demanded.
Angie hesitated. She knew if she repeated the indecent proposals, he would be angry. She didn’t want him to go after the raunchy males and maybe get hurt. “They never touched me. They, uh, wanted to show me a good time---all of them. I declined, but I couldn’t shake them.”
Tomak didn’t say anything, but his expression was murderous.
Angie rested her hand on the middle of his chest. “It’s not worth confronting them, Tomak. They were just assholes.”
Tomak looked down at her hand on his chest then met her gaze with a sexy smirk. The quirk of his brow reminded her of their pact not to show affection in public. She quickly snatched back her hand and clasped her other hand behind her back. She nodded and hung her head meekly at her indiscretion, “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again,” she assured him. “Are you going to punish me?”
