The Alpha Gladiator (2 page)

She nodded
.
 
Her arousal changed, the scent shifting from
desire to nervousness.
 
He wanted this to
be good for her, and he prayed to all the Gods above that he wouldn’t be so
overwhelmed that he hurt her. Ravage captured her lips again and slipped his
tongue inside.
 
As her tongue joined with
his in exploring and tasting, he slid one buckskin clad leg between hers,
pressing himself intimately against her pussy.
 
His instinct was to sink inside her body until he marked her as
his.
 

He
looked down at her and quickly
divested her of her clothes, until she stood almost bare before him, her
breasts perfectly shaped globes in the soft moonlight.

“You’re
beautiful
,
”
he said softly.
 
“You’re so fucking
perfect.”

“Ravage,”
she moaned in a pleading voice.

He
moved closer to her. She traced his tattoos with
her hands
and
then licked the designs.
 
He groaned. “Oh,
baby, that feels so good.”

Her
hands traveled lower, touching the waistband of the pants he wore.
 
He needed them off.
 
He wanted to feel his skin pressed against
hers, with nothing separating them.
 
Just
him and her, and their own little world they created in the woods.

His
mouth found her breasts and he laved the tips with his tongue, sucking and
nipping at them until her back arched off the tree and she writhed in
pleasure.
 
For her first time he wanted
this to be good, and he knew sex usually wasn’t with virgins.
 
He’d never had a virgin before and didn’t
know what else to do except drive her out of her mind with desire before
sinking into her depths.
 
It would hurt,
of that he had no doubt, but he wanted to at least hurt her as little as
possible.

When
he got to the juncture of her legs, he took a thigh in each hand and brought
one up to rest on his shoulder.
 
Then he
feasted upon her pretty pink pussy.
 
She
was already wet.
 
Her sex glistened in
the moonlight streaming through the branches.
 
As he lowered his head, he caught her delicious musk scent and inhaled
deep before licking her from front to as far back as he could reach.

He
fucked her with his tongue, pushing in as far as it could go, only to pull out
and repeat.
 
Her hips mimicked the
movements and she gave breathless little pants, letting him know without words
how much she liked this.
 
Then he sucked
her clit into his mouth as he plunged two fingers into her hot cunt and she
screeched, coming immediately.
 
Her cream
flowed over his fingers and into his mouth. He lapped it up, loving her
taste.
 
He could eat her all day, but his
pants were tight and chaffing so he pulled back from her to take them off.
 
She watched him with dark, passion clouded
eyes.
 
He peeled the pants down his legs,
taking a moment to ease his hard dick out of the tight confines.
 

The
apprehension in her gaze halted him from sinking himself into her.
 
The haze from her climax was fading too
rapidly and he didn’t want that to make her too tense to enjoy this.
 
Hell, there was no getting around the fact
that she would hate the actual penetration, and it kicked him square in the
gut.

So
instead of going with his need to thrust into her until he came and lost his
damn mind, he once again began to tease her body.
 
He licked her breasts, tugging the peeks
gently, and then trailing his fingers into her cunt and using her own juices to
set up a rhythmic suction.
 
In and out he
pumped her, exactly what his aching cock wanted to do.

This
time when her climax hit, he was ready for her.
 
He lay down on his back and brought her body up and over his, until she
straddled him.
 

“Take
me inside you,” he said in a thick voice he barely registered belonged to him.

“W-what?”

“Ease
me inside you, baby.
 
You control it.” Everything
inside him screamed for him to be in control.
 
He was Alpha, and letting the female take the lead went against his
basic nature.
 
But he knew she needed
this.
 
Aleirah needed to pave the way for
her trust and knowing this was for their future eased his own desire to pound
his chest like a fucking caveman.

He
saw comprehension flare in her eyes as she used her knees to push herself
up.
 
Fisting his cock, he held it up for
her, watching.
 
She bit her lip and
slowly went down.
 
It took all his
strength not to surge up into her and how he managed to keep it together he
would never know.
 

Her
channel was so fucking tight.
 
Little by
little she eased down, until he felt the barrier that maintained her
innocence.
 
Once he breeched it, there
would be no going back.
 
And truthfully,
he didn’t want to ever erase what was about to happen.
 
Sure, he wished she had accepted his claiming
brand, but he’d wear her down eventually.
 
Once day she would bear his mark.
 
For now, however, this was the part where he would have to take
over.
 
So he played with her clit,
teasing it, tapping it, until she was once again moaning and her juices ran.
And just when she seemed to fly apart from his ministrations, he pushed upward,
impaling her.

Her
shocked cry halted him, even though gravity now took over and he was seated all
the way into her heat.
 

“It
hurts,” she whimpered.

“I
know, baby.”

“Does
it always hurt?”

“No.
 
Just this first time.”

“
I don
’t know if I like this, Ravage.”

And
at those words, he determined that this first time was going to be just for
her.
 
Fuck if he got his rocks off, he
was going to make damn well sure she came again.
 

“When
you want, you ride me,” he said, gritting his teeth against the need to pound
the fuck out of her.
 
She was so tight he
was about to die.

“I
want to get off you,” she said.

“
You can
’t, baby, you have to come one more time.”

“
I don
’t think I can.”

“I’ll
help you.
 
Ride me, baby.
 
Please.”

Hesitantly,
she went up and then lowered herself back down.
 
Ravage flicked her little nub again.
 
Every time she eased up, he would rub it a little harder, and then
lighten back up when she sank down.
 
This
was slow torture for him, but he made it work by concentrating on her.
 
Slowly, wonderment shifted over her face,
going from discomfort to acceptance and then, little by little, to
pleasure.
 
It had been the right thing to
do by letting her take the lead.

When
she rotated her hip a little, he knew she was finding her own path to
bliss.
 
He gritted his teeth until his
jaw ached.
 
No matter how much he wanted
to fuck and come, he couldn’t until she’d found her climax.
 
It was the only way to make sure she
remembered this experience as pleasurable.
 

“Ah,
baby, you’re so fucking tight.”

“Ravage,
I feel it happening again.” She moaned.
 

“Do
it, baby, come on my cock.
 
Ride me.”

Suddenly
she leaned over him, riding him harder, and her breasts dangled in his
face.
 
He reached up and took one nipple
in his mouth, sucking hard.
 
It was what
she needed to go over the edge.
 
Her
pussy clamped against his cock, her cream drenched her cunt, and he couldn’t
hold on any more.
 

He
rolled her in his arms, rising above her and interlocking their fingers.
 
And then he pumped his hips, burrowing into
her
wet
depths.
 
He couldn’t get enough of her; she
was like a dream come to life.
 

“Oh
fuck!” He moaned.
 
“Fuck, baby!
 
I’m going to come!”

“Ravage!”
She cried out and her walls clamped
down on him again.
 
He couldn’t believe
it as she mewled in his ear, riding the crest and he was right there with
her.
 
He soared, flying, as he erupted
deep inside her.
 
He’d never come so hard
in his life and it caused his canines to come down, ready to sink into her neck
and claim her as a mate.
 
But she jerked
her head away and gave him a fierce look that had his teeth retracting.
 

Disappointed,
he collapsed on top of her and she cradled him with her body, holding onto him
tightly. This might be their first time together, but it wouldn’t be the
last.
 
And he sure wasn’t going to stop
until he laid claim to her.
 
Drowsily, he
realized he would have to get off her so they could make their way back to the
camp, but his orgasm had zapped him of all his strength.
 
He was just about to fall asleep when an
explosion rocked the ground and a hailstorm of blaster fire rained down upon
them.

Chapter
Two

Ravage
shook his head to clear the lingering cobwebs, only to regret the movement when
agony streaked through his brain.
 
Restraints tightened around his wrist when he went to rub his temples,
prompting him to crack open his eyes to find out why.
 
Overhead light sent shards of pain bouncing
through his skull, and he couldn’t suppress the low groan as he closed his lids
tightly against the searing torture.
 

“Alpha!
Are you awake?”

Ravage recognized his beta
’s voice.
 
He swallowed down the nausea rolling through
his stomach and opened one bleary eye.
 
It was all he could muster and it took a moment for his vision to
clear.
 
When the blurred images came into
focus, cage bars was the first thing he saw.
 
Slowly, bits and pieces flooded his pounding head, causing his headache
to rage out of control.
 
He leaned to one
side, vomited the bile that churned in his gut. As he breathed through the
worst of the sickness, myriad smells assaulted his nose.
 
Body odor, excrement,
rotten food.
 
It all meshed
together and threatened the tentative settlement of his belly.
 
This wasn’t like him.
 
He was the Alpha of his pack, the dominant
male imbibed with certain gifts.
 
If he
was this bad, then the beating he received at the hands of his abductors had
been worse.
 
A lesser Lycan probably
would not have survived.

He
tested his arms again.
 
Electro-rope
restrained him, tightening imperceptivity with every shift he made.
 
One wrong move and he’d be given tiny jolts
of electric shocks.
 
A few of them never
hurt that much, but the current became a little stronger with each violation
and had the ability to render muscles useless.

“Alpha?”

Ravage turned toward the voice.
 
Several of his warriors on the other side of
the bars stared at him with fear and worry in their gazes.
Images of the
fight they’d been in slammed into his memories … blaster bolts, cannon
fire.
 
Men in black
force-field armor that prevented the Lycans to tear with their claws.
 
It had been a slaughter even before it began,
since his people had been consumed with the mating heat.
 
Rage, fear, shame … he’d failed his people
and it was a bitter pill to swallow.
 
He
looked around to get his bearing.
 
He was
in a cage, in some type of cargo hull if the surrounding boxes were anything to
go by.
 
Row upon row of iron cells were
filled with all types of life forms, some Ravage knew and some he did not.

“Where
are we?” he demanded in a low, gravelly voice.
 
His vocal chords had been rubbed raw from the growling he’d done during
the battle.

“This
is a Sennex raider ship,” Fray reported.
 
“We’re being transported to Kappuah for preliminary evaluation in the
arena.”

Fury sliced through Ravage and he
tested his bonds once again, ignoring the electric shocks that pinged up and
down his arms.
 
The Sennex were a race of
technologically superior beings who had grown bored with everyday living, like
petulant children, especially since they never had to lift a finger to do any
work.
 
They came up with the idea of
reinventing the old Earth Gladiator games to alleviate them of ennui, and to
have something truly stimulating. They stole people from their home worlds to
fight for their lives against others who
’d been stolen. Only the strongest won
in the arena, and Ravage considered it a less than honorable way to kill an
opponent. The practice was beyond barbaric, but since Sennex Prime had a
massive armada at their disposal, many worlds held their tongues, intimidated
by their fire power.
 
Fighting for what
was right wasn’t a war many were willing to tackle.
 

“Alpha,”
Fray murmured, and Ravage tensed at his tone.
 
Something told him he would not like what his beta was about to say.
“Aleirah was captured too.
 
I saw her
being led into the other cargo hold.”

Every cell in Ravage
’s body went
numb.
 
It was one thing to know he and
his men had been trapped in this nightmare for however long it took to escape,
but to discover the woman he wanted to claim was a prisoner as well was almost
unbearable.

“She
should’ve gotten away!” Ravage snarled.

Fray nodded regretfully.
 
“She created a diversion to make sure
the elderly, the women, and the cubs were safe.
 
But she was not.
 
She will be a
good mate for the Alpha.”

“Yes,
a potential mate who was supposed to be protected!” Ravage had the too brief
satisfaction of seeing Fray and the other men flinch.
 
He wanted to reach through the bars and
punish them, but his straining only caused him more jolts of pain.
 
He ceased struggling. “How many of us were
captured?”

“A
dozen,” Fray said.
 
“These Sennex
soldiers were fucking cowards who came in the night and attacked while we were
most vulnerable.”

“You
know why they took us, don’t you?” Ravage asked his men.

His warriors all nodded their
heads.
 

“We
have to fight to survive, and I expect each of you to do what you have to do.”

“We
kill?” Fray asked solemnly.

He took a moment to stare each man
in the eye.
 
“Yes,” he
said.
 
“We
will
go home.”