Talon's Trophy (7 page)

Chanah chewed on her lower lip as she followed Talon out of the messy kitchen. She was finding more little things that she liked in this sphere. Her heart was being torn between the need to continue to long for her home and the more practical emotion of finding things she liked about her new one. Perfection didn’t appear to be one of her choices.

Chapter Six

“She’s healthy, a little thin but I think you did well, Talon.” Ruthar turned and sent a smug grin at Talon. “She looks stubborn. Interested in trading her? You could have Zola and she is perfectly trained to obey your every command.” Ruthar actually licked his lower lip as he looked straight at her breasts.

Chanah was horrified. She stared at their guest and couldn’t decide just what to blister his ears with first. The arrogant male was walking around her in a slow circle as his eyes ran over her body. Zola, on the other hand, was kneeling on the floor with her hands clasped behind her back as she looked at a spot on the carpet. There was no reaction from her as Ruthar casually spoke of trading her to Talon.

Ruthar suddenly laughed and caught Chanah’s chin in a hard grip. His blue eyes were wide with anticipation as he stared into her fury. “You are a wild one, aren’t you?” His nostrils flared slightly as Chanah felt nausea twist her stomach. His fingers felt dirty on her skin and the idea of letting him fuck her made her want to retch. There was no recognition of his strength like she felt with Talon, even though Ruthar’s shoulders were just as wide and packed with muscles. Her clit wasn’t throbbing to life and there was no heat warming her pussy. The only feeling Chanah was certain she felt was a pressing need to break his grip on her chin. Ruthar leaned closer to her.

“I enjoy bringing my bitches to heel…my heel.” His hand snaked out and pinched her nipple through her clothing.

Chanah slapped his hand and Ruthar lost his smug expression. But Talon was suddenly between her and his friend. Ruthar snarled softly under his breath.

“Don’t be so possessive, Talon.” Ruthar stepped away from Talon until he could see Chanah once again. Hard fury coated his face as he stepped even further away from her and hooked his hands into his belt. “You obviously haven’t used her
ritith
enough, Talon.” Ruthar kept his eyes on Chanah as he spoke and he raised his right arm to finger the little control that she knew activated the little vibration device. Zola still wasn’t moving but her arms went taut as Ruthar pressed the control device. His blue eyes stared into Chanah’s the entire time. Zola began to pant behind them and Ruthar didn’t even look at her as he continued to make her
ritith
torment her clit. Little whimpers escaped from Zola’s mouth as her hips bucked against her attempt to remain on her knees in her submissive pose. Ruthar abruptly released the control device and the girl moaned desperately as her body shook for the release he had denied her. The other male turned to look at Talon.

“Interested, Talon? Look at Zola. She’s the perfect trophy, and even now the only pleasure that interests her is mine. She will beg you for your cock.” Ruthar moved across the room and stood in front of the kneeling Zola. He stroked her hair as she gasped and her hips gave another jerk. “Do you want your Master to fuck you, Zola?”

“Oh yes! Please, Master, fuck my pussy.”

Ruthar stroked Zola’s head again and looked at Talon. “She has a hot pussy. But her mouth is even better. You could be her Master, Talon. No training, just a perfect trophy awaiting your command.”

Talon crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the man he had known as a friend for a long time. Today was the first time he’d wanted to kill Ruthar. Talon shook his head as he dug his hands into his biceps to avoid snarling. “Appreciate the offer, but I want to keep my trophy.”

“I get it, want to fuck her a little more? Fine, just contact me and I’ll bring Zola back when you get tired of chaining her. It takes a long time to instill true discipline in a female. You’ll get sick of waiting.” Ruthar shrugged and looked at Zola on her knees. He frowned before looking back at Chanah, and an unholy light flickered in his eyes as he licked his lips once again. “I enjoy the training more than the trophy. That’s a bitch when border patrol is so limited.”

Ruthar clasped forearms with Talon and Chanah was shocked to see Talon return the other male’s smile. Ruthar turned to look at her and sent her a promise with his blue eyes. Chanah shivered in response as nausea once again twisted her stomach. She looked at the kneeling Zola and the shiny tracks of tears that marked her cheeks. Ruthar had driven her to the point of pain because he hadn’t satisfied her hunger. Yet the girl said nothing. Her fingers were white from how hard she was twisting her hands in her effort to remain silent.

“Stand up, Zola. We are returning home. You can suck my cock, and if you do it good enough, I’ll fuck you.”

Zola shivered as she stood up and followed Ruthar from the room. Chanah dragged a deep breath into her lungs as relief slammed into her.

“Many trophies enjoy being dominated.” Talon was frowning at her. “It drives them to the edge of pleasure.”

“So says Ruthar?” Chanah shuddered again. “I believe I doubt anything he might think is true about a female’s body.”

“You might enjoy his training.”

Chanah raised horrified eyes to look at Talon. He really could trade her away. Her only option was to demand to be sent to a work colony, and even if she did that, she might still be selected for reproductive duty when she arrived there. As a lawbreaker, she had no choice. Free will was granted to those who respected the law.

But her heart gave a twinge at asking to leave Talon. Even when they pitted their wills against each other, it thrilled her. She had felt more alive in the last day than the last year of her life. That didn’t make any sense, but no male in her sphere had even touched her body with half the amount of sensation that Talon evoked in her. She might have wished for a different meeting but could not dismiss that sexual attraction often did not strike you when you wished. It was directed by fate and you had to yield to it or live with frustration.

But that did not mean she would yield like Zola. Talon was just as affected as she was and Chanah would be happy to prove it to him.

“You should be careful what you wish for.” Chanah felt the need to challenge Talon and she wasn’t going to ignore the impulse. He had enjoyed her boldness and she wasn’t about to let Ruthar and his little trained pet erase that memory from Talon’s mind, even if that meant gaining his attention through his cock. Maybe that was an excellent idea. Ruther’s kneeling pet might look good, but Chanah could be both kinds of lover.

Talon raised his eyebrow in that expression she was now recognizing as his questioning mood. Chanah shrugged her shoulders and reached for the top tie on her robe. Talon’s eyes shifted to her fingers as she tugged the little bow free and swiftly moved to the next and the following one. She tossed the robe aside and stood proudly nude in front of his eyes as her ears caught a little rasp of his breath.

“However, if you really want a little pet who does nothing but follow directions maybe I should give it to you.” Chanah shoved her pride aside as she knelt in the middle of the floor exactly as Zola had done. She locked her hands behind her bottom and spread her knees wide so that her thighs were open. She thrust her breasts out and hid her smile as Talon’s eyes instantly went to her nipples. Chanah forced herself to stay still. She had a point to make and Talon would be the one adjusting his attitude today! But waiting for his whims sent a flicker of heat through her pussy. Zola hadn’t even looked at Ruthar and that meant she never saw his hand before her skin felt his touch. A shiver rippled over her body as Chanah lowered her eyes to look at the floor. All of her nerve endings were tingling with anticipation now that she wasn’t watching Talon. She was acutely aware of his presence in the room, her mind flashing images of how hard his cock must be in response to her nude body. Despite her need to prove her worth as a partner in his bed, there was a current of excitement running through her at the idea of holding her body still in submission to his desire.

Talon felt his cock harden. Amazement kept him still as he lingered over the sight of Chanah submitting to him. It amazed him to discover that she would willingly initiate another round of intimacy between them. Another emotion surged through him at the idea that she craved him as much as he did her. Ruthar’s offer had filled him with fury because Chanah was his. It was more than having been the hunter to capture her, it was the way she teased him and rose to challenge him. Chanah was more than a trophy—she was proving she could also be a partner.

“Submission can have its rewards.” Talon kept his voice low, so low Chanah had to focus her complete attention on understanding what he was saying. Her chin wanted to twitch up so she could see where he was but she held her eyes on the carpet because she wanted to prove she could, if she wanted to.

A single finger traced across her back and she shuddered. Chanah gasped as her nipples grew hard and began to ache. Talon had only stroked her back but her complete attention on listening to him made every little touch more intense than it had ever been before. Yet it was a different sensation than the ones that she’d experienced while chained to that table yesterday. Excitement was flaring up inside her because she knew Talon would satisfy the hunger with his body.

“I wonder if you can submit, Chanah. My demands might be too much for you to endure.”

“I will.”

Talon chuckled behind her ear as he knelt on one knee and stroked her neck with one finger. Gooseflesh rose up all over her body as he bent his head and inhaled. Her pussy instantly sent fluid down its walls. Arousal was instant in response to him smelling her.

“Really? I will need to see it to believe that, Chanah. You enjoyed riding my cock a little too much earlier. Can you truly only move when I grant you the privilege? Wait for my command and resist the urges burning in your clit for friction?”

Her throat went dry as Chanah thought about his words. Wicked images rose from her memory as she thought about the way his cock had felt as she controlled their pace. By leaning forward, his entire length had rubbed against her clit with each thrust. To force her body to be still after knowing how incredible that had felt, would take more self-control than she was afraid she owned.

But the temptation of forcing her body to wait for Talon to touch it was taunting her with another sort of pleasure. This one would be so much darker and more intense. Right then, just his words were bringing her body to life, the idea was as powerful as his touch. Chanah shivered as she tightened her grip on her hands, her excitement was building faster this time and that tempted her with an even greater reward when release was reached.

“Yes, I will.”

Talon growled softly next to her ear and slowly licked her neck. “Amazing, isn’t it, the way one little touch begins the whole rage of hunger.” He used just the tip of his tongue and her clit yearned for the same treatment. A moment later every bit of light was shut out as Talon covered her eyes with some kind of fabric. Her hands unclasped but Chanah forced her fingers to lock back together.

“Then we shall see.” Talon tied the blindfold on the back of her head and then he moved. Chanah listened but couldn’t hear his steps and her body shivered as it waited for his next touch.

His hand landed on her hip and he stroked it. Her clit pulsed as he moved his hand to the top of her thigh before lifting it and stroking her other hip. Her breath was coming in little pants as her nipples begged to be touched and so did her clit, every part of her body was clamoring for a single contact of warm flesh. Blindfolded, Chanah held her body still through seconds that felt like hours.

Talon licked her nipple and she moaned. Pleasure shot straight into her pussy where it set off a burning need. Talon licked all the way around her nipple and then sucked the hard point into his mouth. Chanah whimpered as her back arched without conscious thought, offering the sensitive tip for his feasting.

“You moved without my permission, Chanah. Does that mean you want to quit, or maybe you crave a punishment from my hand?” Talon pinched the nipple that had been in his mouth and her hips jerked. “You did enjoy being spanked, didn’t you?”

“Yes.” Her voice was a husky whisper. Chanah didn’t recognize it as her own. She had never sounded so sensual in her life. Talon had broken her open and found some primitive creature dwelling inside her that fed on his touch. Another pinch on her nipple made her gasp before Talon removed his hand and stood up.

“I want you on all fours, like a bitch.” Talon wanted his words to be harsh. There was a hard edge to this game and it was heating his blood to near boiling. The scent of her pussy told him Chanah was equally aroused.

“Like
my
bitch. Do you know something, Chanah? I will not share you. Ruthar would enjoy that, me allowing him to touch you.” It was a hard truth that Talon felt burn through his gut. Trophy Masters did trade their females for agreed-upon times but he felt his teeth grind together as he looked at Chanah’s kneeling form. Her submission was a gift, not a product of practiced training technique. Every scrap of advice Ruthar had ever given him didn’t include even a morsel of information on how incredible it felt to know Chanah wanted to share her body with him.

It humbled him.

Like a bitch.
Chanah shivered but she unclasped her hands and moved forward until she felt the carpet under her palms. She felt even more exposed in the new posture, the cheeks of her bottom already tingling in anticipation of the first blow. Her clit pulsed with excitement as her pussy contracted and lamented the fact that it was empty.

“Do you want to be my bitch alone, Chanah?” A thick finger parted her pussy and thrust up inside her. She couldn’t speak as it moved back and forth, mimicking the motion she burned for. Chanah swallowed hard because she knew Talon was just beginning. His finger left her pussy and spread her fluid over her back entrance. She started to rise but a hard smack landed on one side of her bottom in reprimand and her hands hit the carpet instantly.

“Would you have let more than one male in your sphere fuck you? At the same time?” His fingertip pressed against the tight opening and slipped inside. Her bottom wiggled but Talon smoothed a warm hand over her hips as he pulled free and then pressed his finger deeper into her bottom. His finger sent a crazy wave of excitement into her clit. Her bottom lifted a tiny amount, offering her body to his.