"Not yet," he said as if he sensed her need. "Very soon, Marina. Be patient and watch."
She didn't want to watch. God help her, every cell in her body was screaming at him to fuck her. One or two strokes would be all it took to send her over the edge. Or he could touch her. Hell, at this point she'd probably come if he brushed her nipples with his strong, calloused hands. But watch? No, she wasn't interested in watching someone else get off. Not when she was so close herself. So close, and denied over and over again. She whimpered her frustration when Kaden reached for her right hip, pulling her against the hard length of him.
"You want to come, don't you?" His breathing was harsh and rapid. When she nodded, he said, "Yes, Marina. I do too. I'm dying to shoot my hot come inside that wet pussy of yours. You are wet for me, aren't you?"
"Yes, Sire."
"Is your cunt tight and burning with need for my hard cock, Marina?"
Why was he torturing her like this? Between his words and the way Var completely swallowed Jhin's ten inch cock while Leen licked and suckled his balls, she was nearly mad with passion. The way Kaden touched her but didn't touch her in the right places only made it worse. She sucked in a ragged breath and shuddered as Jhin lifted Var and turned her around, bending her over the ledge of the pool. With one quick thrust he buried his huge shaft between the woman's wide pussy lips. Her roar of pleasure reverberated off the walls of the room. Leen moved to the ledge and situated herself in front of Var, who drove her tongue into the pale woman's pussy like she was starving for its nectar.
Marina couldn't take much more of this, but she knew begging Kaden would get her nowhere. He had to have a will of steel not to fuck her while watching the erotic play in front of them. Then again, he had come last night. Twice. She hadn't come in...well, since the last time Kaden had licked to her a mind-numbing orgasm at the restaurant.
What she wouldn't give to have that now. Just one swipe of his tongue against her throbbing clit. One sweep of his hand along her inflamed sex. Anything.
Leen had shifted to a reclining position on the pool deck, her knees bent, her hips rising and falling as she fed Var her sex. Juices poured off Var's chin as she licked at Leen's pussy, her tongue moving up and down so quickly it became a green blur. Sweat poured off Jhin's back as he reared back and thrust forward hard, nearly knocking Var to her knees. But she held onto Leen's thighs and steadied herself. Leen let out a keening wail and flooded Var's face with her come. At that moment, Jhin shuddered and pulled out of Var's pussy. The woman quickly turned around and engulfed his shaft in her mouth as he moaned in orgasm.
The sights, the sounds, the cacophony of ecstatic cries was all too much. Marina's entire body trembled with the need for orgasm. She thought she might just faint if it didn't happen for her soon.
"Now, Marina, it's our turn." Before she could turn around, she was swept into Kaden's arms and carried out of the pool. Using quick strides, he moved down the hallway and entered their rooms, the wall sliding shut behind them.
"Get on your knees and suck me," he commanded, standing in front of the bed with his legs parted and his hands on her hips.
She complied, desperate for a taste of his tangy flavor. Her lips covered the purple head, sealing it off and licking his sweet flavor from the opening. He cursed in his native language and reached for the wet tendrils of her hair, winding them around his hands and pulling her face toward his swollen cock.
"Deeper, Marina. Suck me deeper."
She gave him all that he asked for, and more. Her mind was awash in sensations she couldn't begin to describe. A hunger for Kaden possessed her, causing her limbs to tremble. She'd never wanted anything more than this moment, with this man.
The emerald stones tingled against her nipples, the one at her clit rocking back and forth like a lover's caress. Such slight movement should have made her come, but strangely, they only served to stretch her further on a rack of blinding, near-orgasmic bliss, that place between pleasure and painful arousal that only fulfillment could cure. Such sweet, sweet torment!
Reaching for the twin sacs under Kaden's shaft, she cupped them, massaged them, urged him with her mouth and her tongue to give up their contents. With a low growl, Kaden tipped his head back and gushed into her waiting mouth. She swallowed several times to take in all that he had given her, loving the hot, sweetly spicy taste of him. Finally, he shuddered and pulled away from her, then lifted her to a standing position and crushed his mouth against hers.
That he would kiss her with his taste still lingering on her tongue was magical, erotic, so amazingly sensual that she could have wept. His hands moved over her body, touching her where she'd desperately needed his touch, sweeping over her nipples to flick the charms vibrating the crests into a constant state of exquisite sensation. He moved his other hand between her legs, parting her swollen folds and sliding one, then two, then three fingers into her starving cunt. The muscles of her pussy latched onto his fingers and milked them as if they were his cock.
Right now, they were her salvation, as the first spasms neared.
"Not yet, Marina. Hold back for me," he commanded.
Now she did weep, shook her head from side to side, communicating without words that it would be impossible for her to hold back.
He asked too much of her.
Kaden grabbed her chin and turned her face to meet his heated gaze. "You can, and you will. You will come only when I say so."
Barely able to see through the pool of tears clouding her vision, she nodded, fighting back the waves as he continued to slowly thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy. He was testing her, she knew it. She wanted to give into the need that made her tremble, but she didn't. An insane desire to please him took control, a need to give him what he'd asked of her. She fought the sweeping sensations, pushing them to the back of her mind, thinking of how incredible her orgasm would be once he had his cock buried deep inside her.
His mouth ravaged hers, his tongue fucking her with a rhythm that she was desperate to experience between her legs. Finally, he removed his fingers, her cunt weeping its juices down her thighs.
"Now, Marina. It's time."
Scorching her with eyes that burned with a hunger that surely mirrored her own, Kaden pushed her onto the bed and raised her legs, pressing her further and further into the soft mattress. He bent to take her lips again in a biting kiss that only made her soar higher with the need for completion.
"Fuck me, Marina," he commanded. "Grab my cock with your pussy and fuck me."
With a cry of grateful delight, she lifted her hips and he plunged into her with one hard thrust.
She cried out at the sweet invasion. Oh God. He was huge, filling her completely deeper than she'd ever been filled before. Her pussy fit tightly around him, the sensation causing spasms of amazing, sparkling sensations like nothing she had ever felt before.
Had she ever been fucked? Not like this. Not after holding back for so long it seemed as if she would die from wanting it. Kaden pressed harder against her, nearly splitting her apart as he forced her legs wide and high, so deep she felt him in her belly.
"Are you ready to come for me, zejehr?" he asked, his voice tight with drawn passion.
"Yes, Sire, yes! Please let me come!"
He moved back, then thrust again, changing his tempo from quick and hard to light and easy. "Not yet, Marina. Soon."
The tears flowed freely now, a combination of utter frustration and blissful delight. How was she ever going to survive this magic that he bestowed upon her? How had she missed having something like this occur in her life before this moment? Nothing had prepared her for what she was experiencing now. Nothing compared to the monumental emotions pouring through her. She raked her nails down Kaden's arms, oblivious now to whether he would find her disobedient or not. She wanted what he had to give her, and by God he was either going to give it to her or she would take it on her own.
"Now, Marina," he said, grinding his hips against her clit. "Come on my coc
k."
He hadn't even finished the sentence before the first wave washed over her. Marina tensed and wailed, a sound so deafening she couldn't believe it spilled from her throat. Her cunt clamped down around Kaden's cock, gripping him so tight he could barely move it within her. The scream died in her throat as her voice went hoarse, but still the contractions soared. Relentless, nonstop pleasure filled her, taking him with her as he roared and shot a hot stream inside her.
Their fluids spilled from her contracting pussy and down the crack of her ass, and still her orgasm continued, past the point where she could take in a fresh breath of air, past the point where blinding light obliterated her ability to see, past the point where anything he said made any sense to her. She was dying, literally dying from the pleasure of a nonstop orgasm, one that she had waited an eternity to have, and wasn't going to let it stop until it completely drained her.
Tiny spasms continued as Kaden leaned back and pulled her legs from his shoulders, then collapsed onto the bed, rolling her over to the side. He remained inside her, still stroking small climaxes from her core as he gently pulsed within her.
She continued to come long after she had lost the ability to remain conscious, the last thing she felt being Kaden's cock hardening once again inside her.
Chapter Eight
Kaden let Marina rest for a couple hours before waking her to dress for the main meal in the palace dining room.
She stretched, strangely contented by the soreness in her legs, especially the tenderness between them. She still shuddered at the remembered orgasm, the way Kaden had captured her gaze and held it as he thrust repeatedly inside her with a passion that matched hers.
Now she watched him. His back was turned and she admired the play of muscles as he lifted his shirt over his head to put it on. When he turned to her, she dropped her gaze, whether from obedience or embarrassment at being caught staring, she couldn't say.
"You look beautiful," he said.
"Thank you, Sire." She stared down at the gossamer gown that revealed much more than it hid. A thin gold fabric more like a dense silken net than a dress, it spread to the floor and outward, but the slit ran along both sides all the way up to her neck, the same as the garment she'd had on the night of the auction. A chain belt rested on her hips, preventing the dress from billowing out and showcasing her assets completely.
Not that any were hidden to start with.
The way he looked at her, though, his gaze traveling over every curve, every shadow, made her feel...beautiful.
Which was something she had never felt in the presence of a man. Beautiful, feminine, like a desirable woman. Surprisingly, she enjoyed the feeling. Years of dressing like a man, always having to act tough, had made her somehow forget that she was, indeed, a woman. A woman that frankly enjoyed having a man dominate her, at least in sexual matters. She smiled at the transformation both externally and internally. Who'd have thought she could ever embrace this kind of lifestyle?
"Are you hungry?"
Yes, she was. Hungry for Kaden, starving for what he gave her, as if she'd never get enough of him, no matter how much he fed her. But her stomach rumbled in response. Kaden laughed.
"Good, let's go."
She stepped forward and stopped in front of him, wondering why he was waiting, but knowing she wasn't supposed to ask.
"Look at me," he commanded.
She did, his warm gaze never failing to fire her blood hot and boiling in an instant. Would she ever grow tired of being near him? What would happen when this mission ended and she didn't have him around any longer? In such a short period of time he'd become her entire life.
Stupid. Her bond with him came from being on a planet where she didn't know anyone else, where strange customs abounded and she was no more than a slave. Kaden was her familiarity, her lifeline amidst the unfamiliar, and nothing more.
"I want you to wear this." He removed the plain black collar where he'd attached the leash, replacing it with one of a finely sculpted black leather with emeralds embedded in the front and a ring at the center.
He hooked the leash onto the collar. She wanted to hate the fact that she was controlled, possessed by him. But as he wound the leash around his hand, drawing ever closer to her as he did so, it suddenly became an erotic moment, not an enslaving one.
When he pressed his lips softly against hers, brushing them back and forth lightly, breathing his sweet breath into her mouth, she sighed, more contented than she should be considering the circumstances.
"Shall we eat now?" he asked, his voice low and husky like a jungle cat's purr.
"Yes, Sire," she managed, desperate for some cool liquid to moisten her suddenly dry throat.
Kaden led her down the hallway. She remained a leash-length behind him as he leisurely strolled through the huge palace. She took the opportunity to admire his backside clad in tight black leather, his white sleeveless shirt billowing in the light breeze. A realization hit as she followed him through the palace, knowing that men and women watched them pass.
Not only was he showing her off as his, she was also claiming him as hers. He held the leash and he led her, but she possessed him, owned him, as much as he owned her.
She tipped her head down and allowed a smile of pure feminine satisfaction.
They crossed an open courtyard and entered the tall double doors that led toward the dining hall. Long rows of wooden tables lined the massive room. Already, a multitude of people were present, all dressed similarly to her and Kaden.
They sat at the center table, insinuating themselves between a crowd of people. Marina glanced up at the other women around her, all beauties of varying species and shapes. She no longer felt out of sorts on this planet because she wasn't petite and thin, since there was no ideal type of female body. Instead, it seemed that Xarta celebrated everyone, no matter their appearance.
Kaden nodded to those around him. Marina smiled at the women nearby, including one willowy blonde who was breathtakingly beautiful. The blonde smiled sweetly, then trained her gaze on the plate in front of her. Marina did the same, and while the men conversed, the women ate silently.
"Marina, look up, please," Kaden said.
She did, making eye contact with him.
"I want you to watch the Doms and their subs. Observe and learn from them."
She nodded and looked around, once again making eye contact with the lithe blonde. There was something familiar about her and her dark-haired sire, but she couldn't possibly have met them before. Surveying the room, she watched the way the women acted, their heads bowed, making occasional eye contact only when they were told to by their sires.
A ruckus a few rows down from them caught her attention. She watched in horror as a tall man with a bald, tattooed head yanked a petite woman from the eating bench and dragged her out of the hall. Tears streaked the woman's face as she mumbled almost incoherently about something not being her fault and begged not to be punished.
Marina's heart clenched at the sight of the poor woman being beaten around the buttocks by her Dom. When she fell and he kicked her side, grabbing her to drag her to a standing position, two of the guards she had seen the night of the auction stepped between the sobbing woman and the very angry Dom. One of the guards picked up the woman and led her away, while the other guard exchanged very heated words with the Dom.
"He will lose his sub because of that," Kaden said.
Marina turned to him and frowned, but didn't speak.
"You have a question. Go ahead and ask," he said.
"Why is she being taken from her sire?" Although she was more than relieved to see the woman separated from the man who was clearly abusing her.
"There is a fine line between dominance and getting off on physical abuse. That sire wasn't offering sensual punishment, he was beating his slave. His money will be refunded and he won't be allowed to purchase another female on Xarta."
Good. Marina was sickened by the way he treated his woman. Kaden's comments broug
ht up more questions, but she knew now was not the time to ask. She wanted to ask him about sensual punishment, about the difference between enslaving a woman and mastering her sexually. Was there even a difference? The customs here confused her.
"The reason we remain at the palace after purchasing is so that those who monitor the well-being of submissives can watch the behavior of Doms with their new slaves. Harsh physical punishment beyond what is pleasurable or tolerable is forbidden."
She had so much to learn, starting now as she watched the way the other Doms treated their subs. Some were very tender, stroking their hair and their bodies in incredibly suggestive ways that fired her to a scorching level. She no sooner began to concentrate on the familiar-looking blonde and her sire than Kaden ran his palm over her back.
The possessive sensation of his hand along her spine gave her shivers of delight. His caress was soft, his fingertips lightly feeling their way down her back until he reached her buttocks. When he slid his hand underneath her and cupped her sex, she moistened instantly, the wetness seeping from her pussy.
Kaden used his other hand to stroke her cheek, her jaw line, trailing a fingertip down her throat and between her breasts. The emeralds began to vibrate and her nipples hardened with a painful pleasure.
As he touched her, the dark-haired man and the blonde watched with intent interest. The blonde smiled, and Marina was once again filled with that sense of recognition, as if she should know who the woman was, but she couldn't place her other than as a fragment.
"Your new slave is beautiful," the dark-haired man said to Kaden.
Kaden swept his hand possessively over Marina's hair. "Yes, she is."
"I would like to fuck her."
Marina held her breath waiting for Kaden's response. He answered with a slight smile. "Yes, she's an exceptionally good fuck. But I'm afraid I'm feeling quite possessive right now since she's my new plaything. Perhaps in a week or so, after I've fucked her for awhile, I'll feel like sharing her."