A Hero’s Welcome (6 page)

“You
shouldn
’
t have hit me at all, Annie. I
’
d never hurt you.”

Through the early morning light, he saw her frown deepen. Noticed her fists knot in her lap.

“Untie me, Annie. I’
ll
prove to you I won
’
t harm you.”

“I can’
t.”

“You don’
t trust me.”

She hesitated. That was a good sign.

“The other day. At the clinic. When we…made love. I could have hurt you then. But you trusted me with your breasts. You let me bring pleasure to you with my mouth. I showed you then that you
weren
’
t wrong to trust me. Let me go and I
’
ll
show you again.”

“It’
s against the law to allow a male loose without restraints.”

So that was the problem. The women ruled the roost around here. That answered his question why he hadn’t seen any men walking around.

“But you almost undid my restraints in the clinic the other day. You almost let me go. Why?”

“I…I lost control. It won’
t happen again.”

Shit!

“Okay, okay. Have it your way. But how about some food? I’
m starving. I haven
’
t eaten a decent meal since I got caught. And um…I need to use the bathroom…or the outhouse…or the nearest tree.”

“You’
ll
have to use this basin for your…personal care,” she said as she dug under the bed and brought out an odd looking ceramic basin with a hollow pipe sticking out of it.

Joe clamped down on his suggestion of what she could do with that basin.

When her warm fingers intimately wrapped around his hard shaft he gritted his teeth together to prevent himself from moaning at the desire her touch created.

His face flamed with embarrassment as she guided his flesh into the large pipe. He found little satisfaction at the pink flush blaze across her cheeks while he urinated into the basin. When he was finished she even tapped his rod for him.

Have mercy! When he got out of these cuffs, he sure as hell was going to exact some sort of sweet revenge on her for putting him through this humiliation.

He watched her open the door and step out into the early morning gray. A moment later she came back in without the basin.

In the kitchen she washed her hands using a pitcher and bowl and then went to work. Pots clattered and she hummed in a low tune as she worked on a meal for him. Soon the delicious aroma of bacon and eggs drifted beneath his nostrils.

Over the last few days, he
’
d observed the similarities to Earth on this planet. Wondered how these people had been taught English. Wondered who’d supplied them with the guns that looked oddly similar to the ancient weapons produced on Earth.

He
’
d noticed right off something
wasn
’
t quite as it should be when he
’
d been shot and then awoken to find the women giggling and fondling his penis.

He wondered how his brothers, Ben and Buck, had fared. Had they been captured too? Is that why they hadn’t returned to the spaceship? Heaven help him if anyone hurt his younger brothers in any way. He
’
d kill them first and ask questions later.

“Here you go.” She placed a tray into his lap and sat beside him on the bed.

He gazed down at the crisp bacon, steaming eggs and apple slices arranged neatly on the tray and suddenly felt ravenous.
“You going to let my hands loose so I can eat?”

Her pretty blue eyes narrowed warily.

“How about one hand?” he prodded.

A sweet little smile brightened her face and the metamorphosis surprised Joe. To his surprise his heart did a strange little twist. It was a feeling he rather liked.

“Okay. One hand,” she agreed.

Cautiously she placed a key into the cuff, turned it, and the cuff snapped open. Quickly, she stepped back out of his reach.

“Well, this is a start,” he said, trying hard not to get his hopes up.

Picking up the fork he stabbed a piece of crisp bacon and raised it to his mouth. It was hot and the best damned bacon he
’
d ever tasted in his life. Even better than his mom
’
s, and mom
’
s was the best. He
didn
’
t waste any time with compliments on her cooking. He was hungry and he figured she
’
d get the idea that she was a great cook by the way he wolfed it down.

When he was finished, he looked up to see her watching him intently with a luscious smile on her full lips.

“It was great,” he said.

“I’
m glad you liked it.”

He lifted the tray and held it out to her. Holding his breath, he waited for her reaction.

She stared at him. Long and hard. As if trying to figure out what her next move should be. And then finally she moved. With great wariness, she reached out and took the tray, her fingers brushing erotically against his hand. Hot sparks snapped against his skin where she touched and he flinched at the intensity. She must have been experiencing the same reaction because he heard her sharp inhalation.

To his surprise she broke the contact, placed the tray on the chair and moved closer to him. So close that his outstretched hand came into contact with her belly.

He felt her tremble at his touch. Instinctively he knew it
wasn
’
t out of fear, but out of want. For him. Did she want him so bad she was willing to throw caution to the wind? Or was this her way of testing him? Of finding out if she could trust him?

It took every ounce in his being to not grab her, pull her against him and force her to
uncuff
his other hand. Instead, he followed his instincts and spread his hand over her velvety belly. Allowing it to rest there for a moment, he relished the warmth her flesh created.

Beneath his touch she softened against his hand and that’s when he slid his fingers beneath her flimsy shorts.

Chapter Seven

The instant Green Eyes
’
hand touched her abdomen, Annie
’
s body was lost in a firestorm of lust. Gone were the feelings of fear and anger, insanely replaced by a pleasure so powerful it dazed her brain into moving closer to him. His was a body she wanted to fuck again. No matter what the consequences.

Wet liquid pooled between her legs as his warm fingers slid beneath her pants. He glided over her abdomen and then his hand stilled.

Puzzled, she looked down at Green Eyes. At the dark shadow of stubble shadowing his face. It made him look sexier, more dangerous, rough.

His full lips pouted up at her. The sulky gesture aroused her and she wanted to taste those warm lips.

His green eyes flashed with need and with anger.

Anger at not having his freedom. She
wasn
’
t used to that look. The look of a man who craved freedom. It just
wasn
’
t normal.

She became lost in his green eyes and adrift in the pleasure his hot fingers created as he began to move again. Tension zipped through her
cunt
. Instinctively Annie widened her legs.

She moaned as his fingers raked across her pleasure bud. Winced as he hit the sensitive area on her clit.

He stopped.
“What’
s happened here?” he asked as his finger caressed the metal object.

In the heat of the moment she
’
d forgotten about it.

“A ring?” he asked.

Annie fought back the anxiety. She feared he wouldn’t like what they’d done to her.

“It’
s a clit ring.”

“It
wasn
’
t there before.”

“I had it done. Last night. For you,” she lied.

Actually she
hadn
’
t had much choice in the matter. It was tradition when taking a female mate. For her it was just another stepping stone to achieve her dream job. But he
didn
’
t have to know about that part.

Her heart hammered against her chest as she waited for his response.

“Does it hurt?” he whispered.

Did she detect a pleased note in his voice? Or was she only wishing he liked what she’d allowed them to do.

“No,” she lied.

Actually the quick healing injection would take effect within an hour or two and she would be completely healed by this evening.

He began to rub softly around the painful area. Annie closed her eyes and drifted with the sharp conflicting sensations of pleasure and pain. Without warning he slipped a couple of fingers into her wet channel.

Her body bucked against his hand as her
cunt
exploded with an electrifying shock that made her cry out.

“You want me to stop?” he asked, evidently mistaking her response for one of pain.

“No!”

“What is your command, Annie? Do you wish me to continue?”

“Yes!” she gasped. Her heartbeat raced out of control. Her
cunt
drenched in fire.

Without hesitation the thumb on her passion bud began to rub harder and at the same time he began to pump his fingers violently. In and out. Deep hard strokes that left her gasping for air. Left her senses overloading between pain and desire.

Her legs trembled violently. Her pelvis arched against his plunging fingers. In moments Annie exploded in a mass of spectacular spasms that jolted her entire body.

His motions quickened.

Wantonly, she tightened her legs around his hand and rode the furious waves.

She was still trembling and breathing hard from the after-effects of her massive orgasm when he withdrew his fingers.

“There’
ll
be more where that came from, once you release me from these restraints,” he said.

Although his words were quietly spoken, Annie detected the underlying order. Detected it and reacted swiftly to his insolence.

She slapped him. Hard.

The stunned look on his face made her immediately realize her mistake. Already a red handprint appeared across his left cheek.

The stunned look shifted to one of danger. Danger and fury and betrayal. Obviously Green Eyes
wasn
’
t used to this type of harsh treatment.

She’d forgotten he
wasn
’
t a slave. He was a free male. Something unheard of these days. It would take some getting used to.

Despite the dangerous anger stiffening his muscular body, Annie
’
s body already ached for his touch. She wanted his warm hands on her flesh. Craved his hot wet mouth on her breasts. Yearned for his massive penis to slam into her wet
cunt
and take her back to the heights of pleasure she
’
d just experienced.

The conflicting emotions of fear and sexual cravings frightened her, made her back away from him.

“I’
m sorry. I…I
’
m not used to having a male demand something.”

She wiped away the hot tears suddenly streaming down her face. She didn’t know why she was overcome with such wicked emotions. One minute she was writhing from his pleasurable touch and the next minute she was crying because she’d hurt him. She was beginning to feel like a nervous wreck. Losing control of her life was something she
’
d never expected to happen to her.

Yet only last night, she
’
d given in to
Cath
and the Queen. Allowed them free rein over her by accepting the rings.

All because she craved Green Eyes. All because they would allow her to have him for one day. Tonight
Cath
and the Queen would come and his new life as a slave would begin.

The thought made her sick to her stomach. She wanted him to be safe with her. Away from the Sperm Bank and the guards who loved to torment their slaves by forcing them to service them at all hours. She wanted him all to herself. So she could fuck him. Like she
’
d done in the clinic.

It’s just…she
hadn
’
t expected him to be so demanding. And herself to be so greedy for his touch. The price had been high to get him released. Perhaps too high.

The tears rushed out of her eyes and slid down her hot cheeks.

“Annie,
don
’
t cry. I know you
aren
’
t a violent woman.” He reached out to her, but she
couldn
’
t go to him. Not when she was all weepy. Women
weren
’
t supposed to seek comfort from slaves.

“You’
re overwhelmed. That
’
s all. Maybe it
’
s best if you just release me. I
’
ll
disappear. You can go back to your regular way of life.”

The thought of not seeing him again made a strange compassion, an uneasy tenderness, grip her. She
didn
’
t want to lose Green Eyes. Even if it meant sharing him with the whole village.

“I can’
t let you go,” she found herself whispering.

“Why not?”

“They’
ll
kill you if I do.”

“I’
m a pretty resourceful fellow. I
’
ll
be fine. Just tell them I escaped.”

“You can’
t escape, because of the bracelet.”

Green Eyes blinked in puzzlement.

“The bracelet on your ankle. If you go further than a half mile radius of this cabin, the droids will come.”

Annie wiped the tears away from her face. “The droids will come and they
’
ll
kill you. They
’
ve
already been programmed.”