A Hero’s Welcome (15 page)
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Standing on the sandy beach, Annie’s mouth dropped open as she stared at the strange looking metal building in front of her. Silver in color, oval in size, it seemed about the same size of
Cath’s
Slave Training cabin, if not bigger. Red, blue, and white markings with stars and stripes took up one quarter of it.
“What is it?” she whispered.
She held onto Joe’s arm wondering why in the world he wasn’t as afraid of it as she was. He seemed unmoved by the odd looking building. He just kept staring at it. His lips turned down into a frown. A frown she didn’t much like.
“This is kind of my home away from home.”
She grimaced. It looked sterile. Not at all cozy like her own hub house. But perhaps with a few flower boxes on the two windows…
“It looks…different.”
“I don’t think my brothers are here.”
“All three of you live here together?”
The frown he’d been toting disintegrated into a smile.
“Annie, there’s something I really need to tell you, but first let me show you the inside. C’mon.” Tugging on her hand, he led her up the steps and to the door.
Here he stopped on a metal platform where a few lit numbers shone on a black console. The console looked oddly similar to the one inside the Queen’s hub home where she kept all her duty scrolls and technology secrets that were reserved for Queen’s eyes only.
Annie knew a higher technology existed. She was a doctor and had access to certain elaborate computers and medicines, so this computerized console didn’t shock her.
Actually it excited her. It meant Joe came from a world of technology. She’d always been curious about the Queen’s technology. At one point in her life she’d even considered applying for the position as a Queen, but her medical calling was higher.
She watched Joe place his palm on a small hand-sized computer screen and the door to the metallic building slid open.
“How’d that happen?”
“The computer has our handprints on file. It’s the only way we can gain access.”
“How impressive.”
He smiled and tugged her inside.
Annie’s eyes widened at the spectacular sight.
Colorful lights blinked here and there on white consoles. Three overstuffed green chairs sat in front of a large window that overlooked the ocean. In a far corner three cubicles with glass windows over them displayed comfortable looking beds.
Joe let go of her hand and sat down in one of the cozy looking chairs.
“Have a seat,” he instructed as he proceeded to press some of the buttons on the console in front of him.
When a sexy female voice echoed through the room, Annie frowned and Joe smiled.
“Welcome back, Joe,” the sultry female voice said.
“Hello Ashley.”
Ashley? Who in the world was Ashley? His lover? Confusion and anger ripped through Annie. It was the same awful feeling she’d experienced last night when she’d discovered the Queen kissing Joe.
She’d awakened to the smell of wood smoke and much to her horror Joe wasn’t lying beside her. Following the scent, she’d come to the river’s edge and watched the Queen rip the piece of clothing from Joe’s body. The Queen’s hungry gaze as she’d peered upon Joe’s nakedness had spawned a strange feeling inside her. A feeling she didn’t like.
The awful sight of the Queen kissing Joe had made her run. Made her want to keep running until Joe could never find her. Instead, she’d headed back to the gully where she’d curled up and cried softly until she heard his soft footsteps. Pretending to be asleep, anger churned inside her when she smelled the Queen’s scent all over him. She’d wanted to accuse him of betraying her. Of falling into another woman’s arms so easily.
Why had he kissed her? What had the Queen said to him? And why hadn’t Joe told her he’d visited the Queen?
Annie bit her bottom lip in frustration. Joe was a male, for heaven’s sake. She shouldn’t be feeling this way. She should have expected he would be sexually aroused by the Queen. She was a beautiful woman. He was a sexually active male. No matter how hard she tried though, she still felt as if he belonged only to her.
The sexy Ashley’s voice broke into Annie’s thoughts.
“You have three messages waiting for you, Joe Hero.”
She watched Joe lean forward in the large recliner chair. Anxiety riddled his handsome face. “Bring ‘
em
on, Ashley.”
“Message One from Ben Hero. Dated four days ago.” Her voice faded and instantly a man’s deep voice echoed throughout the room.
“Joe! Where the hell are you? We got lost for a day but when we came back to the ship, you were gone. We followed your trail and found your gear stashed in some bushes near a river’s edge but couldn’t pick up your trail after that. We sure as hell hope you didn’t drown, big buddy. We’re going back out to track you tomorrow. If you show up here, stay put.” The man’s voice ended and Ashley’s voice came back.
“Message Two from Buck Hero. Dated three days ago.”
Another male’s voice shot through the room. This one sounded worried. It wasn’t the same voice as the previous message.
“Jeepers, Joe. I blew it big time. Ben’s missing. We took off in different directions trying to find you. When Ben didn’t come back I trekked out a day’s walk north of here along the shoreline where he was searching for you. Stumbled upon women’s footprints in the sand. Lots of women. But I lost Ben’s footprints. I’m going back out again tomorrow to see if I can find him. If you get back here, stay here until I come back. Or hell, at least leave a message that you were here and tell me where you went.” His voice clicked off into silence.
Annie’s heart clenched as the frown on Joe’s face deepened.
“Third message. Two days ago.”
Buck Hero’s amused voice erupted through the room.
“Hey Joe. Me again. I’m using my hand-held
comm
-link to relay this message. I’ve picked up Ben’s trail again, heading northwest. Footprints indicate he’s got company. Near as I can figure it’s a group of five women. If you get this message stay put at the ship until I get back. If I don’t come back…well it means I’m partying with a passel of beautiful women…don’t wait up.”
“End of messages, Joe.”
“Thank you, Ashley.” Joe leaned back in the chair. The frown he’d been carrying deepened until alarm zipped through Annie.
“I’ve got a bad feeling about all this, Annie. There have been no more messages from Buck. It could be he’s simply out of range or maybe they got him too. Which tribe lives up the northeast way?”
“The Breeders.”
“Forgive me for asking, who are the Breeders?”
“They raid hubs and take the males. They sell them to the highest bidders at the yearly auction.”
“Are they dangerous?”
“They don’t kill like the Yellow Hairs. If your brothers are captives of The Breeders, they won’t be killed. Males are too valuable. The Breeders will train them to pleasure women. They are a relatively peaceful group. They use sex as a weapon.”
“Meaning?”
“Withholding sex is punishment from what I’ve heard.”
“Lovely. Ben won’t like that. Could never keep his hands to himself for long. Buck on the other hand is like me.”
To her surprise, he reached out and yanked her into his lap. “A one-woman man.”
Arousal coursed through her as his large hands framed the side curves of her bare breasts. Annie fought the excitement erupting through her body. Before she got any deeper involved with Joe, she needed to get some answers.
“Joe. Don’t.”
A little frown made the corners of his lips dip downward. “What’s been bothering you, Annie? Why have you been so quiet today?”
“I saw you last night. With the Queen.”
Beneath her, Joe stiffened.
“Why did you go to her? Why did you kiss her?”
“She kissed me. I didn’t kiss her back. If you’d stuck around, you would have seen her slap me.”
“She slapped you?” Annie couldn’t help but giggle at the image.
“I told her I only had eyes for you.”
“She must have been very upset. No one says no to the Queen.”
“I said no and so did you. She was ticked.”
“After she slapped you, what happened?”
“I came back to you.” He breathed against her ear. His hot fingers curled around each of her nipple rings. Sparkling sensations rippled through her breasts.
“Is everything okay now?” he asked.
Annie nodded.
“But I’m sure you’re upset with me for taking you away from your way of life. From your dreams.”
“I have new dreams.”
His eyes flared with passion. She could almost feel the heat of them as they caressed her skin. “What kind of dreams?”
She bit her bottom lip, feeling a little bit embarrassed. She’d never shared her dreams with a man before.
“You can tell me. You can tell me anything. What are these new dreams of yours, Annie?”
“Just dreams.” She shrugged her shoulders in a nonchalant manner, not wanting him to know just how important her new dreams really were.
“Tell me,” he whispered. She noted the tinge of desperation in his voice.
Without warning his head dipped and he took a nipple into his hot mouth. Sparks of delight erupted inside her belly as he sucked her ring. His teeth gently nipped at her aching bud until she found herself moaning.
“Am I in your dreams, Annie? Am I your dream lover?” His head moved to her other breast and he kissed the under swell in a teasing manner. His sensitive touch made Annie’s heart do a few little flips that left her weak in the knees.
“You’re my dream lover,” he whispered. “The only woman for me. I want to make love to you.”
She giggled. “Now? Your brothers might be back any minute.”
“Then they’ll get an eyeful, won’t they?” He kissed the valley between her breasts. “Don’t worry, I’ve set the door so they can’t come in without my permission. Until then, we can play house.”
“And if they don’t come back?”
“We’ll go looking for them.”
Beneath her thigh she felt his shaft harden. It was all the encouragement she needed. Lifting her legs, she untied the knot of the flimsy breach clout hiding him from her. The piece of cloth fell away and Annie’s mouth watered at the intoxicating sight of his solid thick erection.
“You like?” he whispered huskily.
“I can’t get enough of you.”
“That’s what I like to hear, Annie. ‘Cause I sure as hell will never get enough of you. Sit on me. Make love to me like you did our first day in the clinic. You were so hot and horny. So cute.”
“Were?” she pouted.
“Are. You are so hot and horny and you’ll always be so cute.”
A strangled little moan escaped her lips as his heat-seeking fingers danced to the entrance of her
cunt
, then slid inside.
“I can’t get over how wet you are for me,” he growled.
Fire laced her
cunt
when his hard fingers filled her. A moment later a calloused thumb rubbed against her pulsing nub, making her gasp from the incredible sensations coursing through her lower body.
“Ride me, Annie,” she heard him whisper.
Her body protested when his thick fingers popped out of her
cunt
.
On trembling legs, she straddled him. Lowering herself slowly, she felt the broad head of his pulsing rod slip between her nether lips and slide up inside her aching
cunt
. She took immense pleasure from the torturous way his hard flesh invaded her, stretched her walls, and filled her.
He gazed up into her eyes and Annie swallowed at the layers of emotions swirling there.
Need. Want. Lust.
Something else. Something tender and caring and…could it be love?
“When my brothers come home, I’m taking you with us.” His voice was thick with emotion. “On the voyage back you can tell me all your dreams so I can make them come true.”
Annie couldn’t help but to feel all warm and fuzzy inside from his words and his hard cock.
“I know you want to hold babies in your arms, so we’ll have our own babies. Lots of them. We’ll raise them together.”
Her very own children! It was beyond her wildest imagination. Beyond her wildest dreams.
Her hands reached out and molded over the length of his warm chest muscles. Feeling the power of muscles beneath his skin, she slid her fingers sideways and skimmed over his ribs, downwards past his narrow hips. A moment later her hands slipped beneath his buttocks and she tried to pull him upwards deeper into her.
“In a hurry, are you?” His breathing was shallow, tortured.
In seductive movements she began to gyrate her hips. The clit ring scraped against her flesh. It did a fantastic job in arousing her but the groan of pleasure that grumbled somewhere deep within his chest pleased her more.
“Ride me, Annie. Ride me hard,” he moaned.
She did as he asked and rode his shuddering body hard. His erotic groans increased spurring her on.
She loved the intimacy of their connected bodies. Loved the scent of their sex as it filled the air around them. Most of all she loved the slick, smooth feel of his penis deep inside her.
His eyes were slumberous, unfocused as he watched her.
He’d slipped into his own world of sexual bliss and within moments she slipped into the same world. Waves of explosions twisted her body. Explosions that send her spiraling into the world of love, erotic convulsions and blazing desire. A world she wished she could stay in forever.
The End
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