Caught by Menace (9 page)

region. There was no mistaking the hunger darkening his

eyes.

“Wouldn’t a piercing look so beautiful right about

here?” He brushed his fingertips across the hood

protecting her clit.

She slammed her knees together and trapped his hand

there. “I don’t think so!”

His mouth curved in a smile. “It’s just an idea.”

“It’s a bad idea.”

He laughed and forced her thighs apart again. “We’l

table it for now.”

Naya glared at him. “Table it? If you think—
ah
!”

Menace swiped her clit with his tongue. Her head fel

back and the issue of piercing her genitals faded into the

back and the issue of piercing her genitals faded into the

background. When the shock of being licked
there

faded, she experienced a wave of embarrassment. He

shouldn’t be doing that—but it felt oh so good
and
he

seemed to be enjoying himself.

Until now, al of her sexual experiences had been

rather perfunctory and short. None of her lovers had

ever put his mouth between her thighs. Maybe that was

why she’d never been able to climax with any of them.

Al the thrusting in the world couldn’t compare to the

wickedly delicious sensation of Menace’s tongue circling

her clitoris.

Gripping the loops of fabric, she gave way to instinct

and lifted her hips. Menace groaned against her pussy

and shoved her thighs even wider apart. His tongue

traced one side of her sex and then the other before

returning to her clit. He lapped at the bundle of nerves

and sucked it between his lips. When he roled his tongue

over the inflamed bud, Naya saw stars. “Oh! Men—

Menace!”

A flutter of panic shook her core. The realization she

was so close to an orgasm stunned her. Even in bed at

home, it could take her fifteen or twenty minutes of

fantasizing and rubbing to get even close to a climax. Half

fantasizing and rubbing to get even close to a climax. Half

the time that was as good as it got for her. Somehow

Menace and his magic tongue had obliterated whatever

mental roadblocks normaly prevented her from coming.

Menace found the perfect rhythm with his tongue.

Naya’s breathing deepened. Her breasts ached and the

clamps pinching her nipples suddenly changed from a

minor annoyance to a surprising accentuation of the

pleasure rippling through her bely. Eyes closed, Naya

concentrated on Menace’s soft, pliable tongue flicking

her clit and his big hands pushing her thighs wide open. It

was the image of being fuly at his mercy that sent her

over the edge.

“Menace!” She shouted his name as the first wave

engulfed her. Fighting to surface from the wild pulses of

ecstasy, Naya held tight to the fabric loops above her

head and undulated atop the low couch. “Oh! Oh!
Oh!
”

Just as the first ripples of pleasure started to slow and

spread out, Menace changed his tactic. He sucked her

clit, using hard, long tugs on the swolen pearl to bring her

right back to the edge again. He released the bud and

used his now firm tongue to swipe side to side across it.

Naya lost it. “Ah! Ah!
Unnnnhhhh!
”

Naya lost it. “Ah! Ah!
Unnnnhhhh!
”

The guttural groan that left her throat echoed off the

playroom’s wals. She snapped her hips and pushed her

pussy even tighter to his mouth. Menace hummed

excitedly and lashed her clit until she thought she just

might die. The waves of pleasure overwhelmed and

drowned her.

Menace finaly backed off. His licks slowed and

decreased in pressure. He kissed her clit twice and

wiped his mouth on her lower bely. She stil shuddered

with aftershocks when he pushed back onto his knees

and grabbed the flogger from the nearby countertop.

Even through the haze of lust, she realized what was

going to happen now. She should have been scared. She

should have tried to rol of the couch and flee but she

didn’t. Melowed out by those powerful orgasms, she felt

more inclined to trust him. He’d shown her nothing but

pleasure so far, hadn’t he?

Menace caressed her leg. “Keep your hands over

your head and your thighs wide open. I want those feet

planted right there. Don’t move when I strike you. That’s

the first rule you have to learn when we’re playing impact

games. Understood?”

“Yes sir.”

“Yes sir.”

His eyebrow arched in surprise. “Sir?”

She gave a little shrug. “It seemed appropriate. You

remind me of the headmaster at my old school with al

the rules you’re spouting and that scary thing in your

hand.”

He snorted with amusement. “Remind me to hit up the

shop tomorrow. I think some costumes might be in

order.”

She frowned. “Costumes?”

“I’l explain later.” He leaned forward and kissed her.

“This won’t hurt. You’re going to love it.”

She wasn’t so sure about that, but she’d been

skeptical about the multiple-orgasm thing and he’d

proven her wrong. He’d been right about the clamps too.

Sitting back on his heels, Menace gathered the long,

wide tendrils of the flogger in one hand and gripped the

handle with the experience of a master. Her personal

experience with being beaten by others told her that he

wasn’t far enough away or high enough up to realy harm

her. There wasn’t enough room for him to get a good

swing going.

The tendrils thwacked her left inner thigh first and then

The tendrils thwacked her left inner thigh first and then

the right. The soft tongues licked at her lower bely and

then her thighs again. With each flick of his wrist,

Menace increased the pressure and the speed. The slow,

thudding beat soon became something a bit snappier.

Her skin erupted in a blush of heat. It was the strangest

sensation and one that she quickly began to enjoy.

It stunned her that something she’d once loathed with

the fury of a thousand suns now made her pussy ache

with need. What the hel was happening to her? Maybe

Menace had it wrong. It wasn’t the Harcos women who

were aroused by and needed these kinds of games to

climax. It was
she
.

Menace had scooted back enough to put some power

into the hits. She moaned as the fast-flicking tongues of

the flogger smacked the sensitive skin of her bely and

thighs. When they brushed across her breasts, she

gasped. Her already throbbing nipples cried out for more

stimulation but she didn’t dare let go of the fabric loops

she gripped.

And then Menace shocked her by directing the last

three whacks right onto her pussy. She cried out at the

unexpected thwacks. On instinct, she started to close her

legs to protect her vulnerable flesh but remembered at

legs to protect her vulnerable flesh but remembered at

the last second that she wasn’t supposed to move.

Menace caught the quick correction. “Good girl.”

His compliment and pleased smile left her feeling so

incredibly proud. He tossed aside the flogger and fel

between her legs again. His skin felt cool against the red-

hot patches on her thighs. He attacked her pussy with his

tongue. It took less than a minute before she shrieked his

name and came hard. “Menace! Menace!
Yes!
”

He lifted his lips from her sex and crawled over her.

Mouth hovering just above hers, Menace removed one

nipple clamp and then the other. The rush of blood into

her pinched nipples made her growl. He smothered her

with passionate kisses but didn’t stop tormenting her

breasts. He puled and lightly twisted her nipples as she

panted against his throat. Her clit clamored for attention.

“Menace!
Please.
”

“Beg me, sweetheart.”

Any other man asking her to beg would have gotten

punched right in the gut, but Menace’s raspy instruction

made her so wet. She wanted to beg him. She wanted

him to master her. “Make me come, Menace.”

With a groan, he captured her mouth again. His

With a groan, he captured her mouth again. His

punishing kiss stole her breath. The hand tormenting her

nipple left her breast and dipped between her thighs.

Two wide, long fingers penetrated her slick passage. He

thrust slowly at first, alowing her to acclimate to his

invasion, but then he found that spot along her inner wal

that made her cry out and tense. He laughed triumphantly

and began to forcefuly fuck her pussy with his digits. His

fingertips rubbed that spot again and again.

Legs trembling, she dug her toes into the couch.

“Please.
Please!
”

Menace kissed her cheek. His lips moved to her ear.

“Let go, Naya. Come for me. Come for your master.”

Her master? Oh, if anyone could ever possibly earn

that title with her, it was Menace, the man who had

mastered her body with such ease.

Menace brushed his thumb across her clit. Once,

twice—and then she climaxed. Head thrown back, she

screamed with delight. Menace buried his face in her

neck and nipped at her flesh. The combination of the

sharp sting of his bite and the thrusting, strumming fingers

between her thighs pushed her into a stratosphere of

ecstasy she’d never known existed. She rocked and

bucked and shrieked his name. “Menace. Menace.

bucked and shrieked his name. “Menace. Menace.

Menace!
”

On and on the climax went. When she could take no

more, when she was limp with pleasure, she pushed her

face against his shoulder and pleaded, “No more,

Menace. No more.”

His hand went stil between her thighs. Very carefuly,

he puled free from her body. His fingers glistened with

her nectar and left wet trails along her bely as they

moved up her torso. He turned her face toward his and

claimed her mouth in a gentle kiss.

Overcome with warring emotions, she gazed up at

him. The tenderness reflected in his pale-green eyes left

her feeling so confused. Her hatred and frustration with

Menace for ruining her plans and taking her away from

her friend and her future in the colonies had al but

vanished. How was that possible? How had Menace

managed to change her mind so quickly?

Amazing as it had been, it wasn’t just the sex. Oh,

he’d rocked her world al right—but there was more to it

than that. Other than her father and Dankirk, Menace

was the only man of her acquaintance to show her such

kindness and patience. She wasn’t naive. She

understood that Menace was showing her the very best

understood that Menace was showing her the very best

of him in the hopes she would acquiesce to his desire for

her to stay and be his mate.

The idea of choosing him and this new life on the

Valiant
didn’t terrify her anymore. She wasn’t sily

enough to think they were soul mates or anything

ridiculous like that but she was wise enough to see that

Menace offered her something she’d always wanted.

Stability. Happiness. Security.

He caressed her cheek. “Are you al right, Naya? Was

it too much?”

She shook her head and teased her mouth across his.

“It was perfect. You blew me away.”

His eyes widened in mock shock. “Was that a

compliment?”

Naya narrowed her eyes. “I can be nice sometimes.”

“Only sometimes?” Menace palmed her breast. Her

nipples were stil sore from the clamps but he was gentle

with her. “We’l have to work on that.”

If this was his idea of behavior modification, she

couldn’t wait to sign up. “When?”

Menace shifted on the couch and pinned her beneath

him. His hard cock nudged her lower bely. “How about

him. His hard cock nudged her lower bely. “How about

right now?”

His playful grin made her laugh. “Was al that just

foreplay?”

Dipping his head, Menace whispered, “Sweetheart,

we’re just getting started.”

Menace relished the look of utter satisfaction on

Naya’s beautiful face. A faint flush colored her luscious

body. To show her that she was capable of such sensual

passion filed him with great joy. When they’d started,

he’d sensed that she was uncomfortable with her body

and unfulfiled by her past sexual experiences. He hoped

that what he’d shown her tonight would convince her that