Page 98 of Auctioned to the Convicts
All in all, the day went exceedingly well, though she suspected that was because Max was on sick leave. When she left the port’s gate, she spotted Ky’Li, not Ren, waiting for her by the railcar. She broke into a smile immediately—one he did not return. Her guys’ rule about public display of affection and all. . .
Hannah glanced at the men getting off shift with her. Most no longer stared at her and containing herself was starting to drive her nuts. If this was the life she was condemned to, then she sure as hell wasn’t going to keep from enjoying it.
She ran down the hill to the railcar, not bothering to slow down as she reached the bottom. Ky’Li was forced, by way of not wanting to be knocked over, to open his arms and absorb the impact. Strong arms enveloped her, and suddenly the weight of the universe disappeared. There were no confounding shipping questions or creepy co-workers to think about. Only Ky’Li.
“You tax my patience, sha’vi. This defiance of yours—”
“I contained myself as long as I could.”
With an arm around her waist, he led her onto the railcar. Unlike when Vaughn was with her this morning, the men all squeezed to the other side of the railcar, far from Ky’Li. No mystery there; the men here liked the doctor, and they were scared shitless of her rather large and very muscular soldier who could easily rip any number of them in two. The glare Ky sent their way only emphasized his willingness to do just that.
With the other port workers facing away from the couple, Ky subtly squeezed her ass. “You did not contain yourself,” he scolded. Then he leaned in to whisper in her ear. “I think I may have to punish you, sha’vi. Perhaps tie you to my bed until you can prove to me that you will listen to me where your safety is concerned.”
She put her hand on his cock and waggled her brows. She didn’t know what had gotten into her, but for some reason, she was feeling free. And then it struck her. The men had been working together to protect her. They’d coordinated their schedules, come up with a plan, Sersie created a spray, and Ren the mechanism to deliver it. And Vaughn—her sweet, cautious, reserved Vaughn—had led them all.
“Tie me to your bed all you want, but that will only encourage me to defy you more,” she whispered back. He moaned into her ear, his warm breath exciting her and making her curse the time it was taking the damn railcar to reach mountainside.
Ky’Li waited for the men to leave the car. This was taking too long. She stood in front of him, her back to his front, and rubbed her ass against him as the last few men filed off the car.
“You’re playing with fire, Hannah,” he whispered.
“Oh, back to ‘Hannah’ now?” she said as she reached her hand behind and stroked him just as the last man stepped off. He was already hard. “Ready to go, Ky.”
He started to leave until she pulled him back inside the railcar. The doors shut. They were completely alone.
“We missed our stop,” she said as she unzipped his trousers and fell to her knees.
Hannah pulled out his cock and swirled her tongue around his tip once, twice, before sucking his hard length down to the base. They had minutes to the next stop.
“Krike,” Ky said as she bobbed on an off him at a furious pace.
His hands sank into her hair and soon he held her head steady as he began to thrust. His cock, thick and long, struck the back of her throat as she dug her fingers into his ass, clutching his trousers as she focused on keeping her throat open for him. She wanted to make this good for him, really good.
His moans, sensuous and deep, filled the shaking railcar, drowning out even the loud squeak of the wheels along the tracks. When she tilted back to straighten her mouth and throat further, she caught the look on Ky’s face. He was a handsome god towering over her, watching over her, protecting her, loving her. This beautiful, loyal, sweet man was hers. She never dreamed she’d find her future here on Narkos, but there he was, gray eyes swirling with passion as he stared down at her.
“Avi nesto arvaki, sha’vi.” The words spilled from his lips as he spilled down her throat.
The words held no meaning, but his hands cupping her face and the look in his eyes took her breath away.
Hannah closed her eyes and savored the taste of her soldier as she sucked him dry and finally released him with a playful pop. He zipped up his trousers as the railcar screeched to a halt. Before the doors opened and miners poured in from Mines 5 and 6, he scooped her off the floor and shoved her in the corner behind him.
“You will be quiet, sha’vi.”
The fear returned as nearly two dozen men entered the railcar. She couldn’t see from behind the wall of muscle shielding her from their view, but she heard their voices, smelled their sweat. The miners she’d seen in the auction last month and a few in West Side were as powerful and large as Ky’Li. Level 4s and 5s who would not be intimidated by Ky’Li. And Ky’Li had no one to back him up here.
Her soldier was right. She was foolish. She had not considered what could happen by riding the railcar to the next stop. The line connected the port with all the mines. Now they were stuck on here until the men cleared off again.
“What are ya hiding back there, Ky’Li?” one of the miners said.
“None of your business,” Ky said.
“It’s his fuck toy.”
“Care to share, Ky’Li?”
“Touch her and die, Avens.”
“I have credits to transfer.”
