Captured Boxed Set: 9 Alpha Bad-Boys Who Will Capture Your Heart (6 page)

"He said he wanted to punish
me. I didn't think it would matter."

"Of course it would matter."

Angelica sighed.

"I was afraid. I didn't know
what he would do to me. And …"

"Yes?"

"Well, once we got started.
When he kissed me … touched me … I wanted it to happen. I was afraid if I told
him then … he would stop. And I didn't want him to."

Naja nodded. "He would have
stopped. He is a good man."

Angelica locked gazes with the other
woman.

"I want to experience his
touch again before he sends me away." She rested her hand on Naja's arm. "Will
you help me?"

"How?"

"I thought I would seduce him
somehow." She remembered how the women he'd sent to seduce her had belly
danced. "I know how to dance a little. Maybe if I had a sexy outfit like
the one you tried to have me wear yesterday … if you could sneak me into his
room …"

Naja grinned and waved at one of
the other women. After some whispered words in their own language, Naja smiled and
took Angelica's hand.

"Follow me."

Chapter
Nine

Kadin finished his meal and leaned back in
his chair. Rasha poured more wine in his goblet and took away his plate. He
lifted the goblet to his lips. He would rather be dining with Angelica,
relaxing in the warmth of her company, touching the soft sweep of her hair as
it tumbled over her shoulders, leaning toward her and caressing her full lips
with his own.

His gut clenched. But he had
dishonored her and she would never forgive him. He might never forgive himself.

"Master?"

Naja stood before him, her head
bowed.

"Yes, Naja. What is it?"

"If you would allow it, I have
brought you some special entertainment."

His eyebrows raised and he nodded
his assent. She crossed to his sound system and slipped a CD in the player. The
pulsing sound of drums filled the room and a figure entered.

Angelica! Wrapped in the same blue
coverlet she wore the first evening she was brought to him, but this time it
flowed over her head rather than just around her shoulders. Moving to the
music, she glided into the room, her hips swaying beneath the covering. Her
right arm flowed outward and the cover parted a little, revealing a glimpse of
color. She spun around and the coverlet slid from her fingers, careening across
the floor. Shimmering veils in shades of pink swirled around her.

His breath locked in his lungs as
he realized she had come to dance for him. As she traveled around the room, her
left hand freed the veil from her hip and spun it around her body. It swirled
in the air, following her in a fluid spiral.

But his gaze locked on her pulsing
hips and the beaded fringe and coins quivering at her movement. She discarded
the veil and spun, then danced toward him, her hips shimmying wildly, a
delicate jingling sound cascading around her.

The music slowed as she stopped a
meter from him and her arms and shoulders undulated in a sensuous, fluid
movement, along with her velvet-and-sequin-clad breasts, the beads and coins
suspended from them quivering. She leaned forward, doing a shoulder shimmy, and
his groin tightened as the soft mounds of flesh quivered wildly.

Her arms undulated in front of her
as she leaned back at the waist, her breasts arching upward, then she curved
forward again and took his hand, drawing him from the chair. She gestured
toward the pillows on the floor and he sat down, then watched as she lowered
herself to her knees in front of him, then arched backward. Her bare belly
undulated. He longed to cup her generous breasts as they swayed from side to
side as she shimmied again. She moved her upper torso in a large, sweeping
circle, then traveled forward on her knees, her arms moving fluidly at her
sides.

Only a foot in front of him, she
turned.

"I would appreciate some
assistance." She lifted her long hair, presenting her back to him.

His breathing grew heavy as he
realized her intent. He released the hook and the back of the bra parted. She
turned, holding the jeweled bra to her body then, slowly, drew it forward,
slowly revealing her large, round breasts. When her large, dusty rose nipples
peered out, hard and pebbled, he sucked in his breath.

She arched her knee over his
extended legs as she moved closer, then she shimmied. Her naked breasts
quivered and his cock jumped to attention. She lowered herself onto his hips.
Her crotch cradled him as his erection pushed outward. She shimmied her hips,
her pussy quivering against him. His cock expanded even more.

She stroked her hands over his
naked chest and smiled seductively, then plucked at his nipples. He wanted to
lean forward and suck one of her nipples deep into his mouth, to stroke the
pebbly surface with his tongue.

She arched her body, then thrust
her left hip toward him and shimmied, then her right. Her hips swayed from side
to side. In a fluid, rolling movement, she shifted around, now over his pelvis
with her back to him. She eased backward from the hips.

Her long hair caressed his chest
and teased his nipples. She lowered all the way down, resting her shoulder
blades on his chest, her cheek brushing his as her naked breasts rose and fell
before him. Keeping to the beat of the music, she stroked his cheeks with fluid
movements of her hands.

He could not resist. He kissed her
soft cheek as he reached out and cupped her breasts. Her hard nipples pushed
into his palms. She rocked her hips and his cock ached painfully, wanting to
find her warmth and thrust inside.

"Oh, yes. Touch me," she
murmured.

She undulated her chest from side
to side, alternately pushing each breast deeper into his hands. She ground her
body against his cock and he groaned. She shimmied her hips, shifting up and
down, torturing his confined cock. Then she slid backwards, easing him onto his
back, her delightful ass moving closer to his face, until she rested on his
chest.

When he felt her fingers sliding
into the opening of his pants he arched upward. Her warm fingers encircled his
cock and freed it from the fabric. She leaned forward and he felt her hot,
moist mouth cover the head of his cock.

His hand stroked the soft hair
cascading down her back.

"Angelica."

Her name choked from his throat,
then he could say no more as she sucked deeply and he moaned at the exquisite
sensation. She cupped his balls in the warmth of her hands and he was certain
he grew another inch.

Her mouth covered him totally, his
cock gliding down her throat. It felt like he was inside her delicious pussy,
being swallowed whole. She squeezed him with her throat muscles and he groaned
loudly. She gagged a little, slid up his shaft and cradled the head in her
mouth, her tongue traveling around the ridge of his cock head, sending his head
spinning.

His balls tightened and he felt the
climax pushing forward. She sucked, then squeezed. He burst, filling her mouth
with his seed.

Which only made him want her more.

As she released his spent cock, he
drew her back, then he cupped her face between his hands and captured her lips.
He grasped her waist and lifted as he rolled out from under her, then pinned
her beneath his body as he plundered her mouth again.

She smiled up at him, then parted
the fabric of her skirt, revealing that she wore no panties beneath. He tugged
the belt from her hips, sending coins and sequins spewing in all directions,
then he stroked her pussy. She dripped with hot, wet desire.

He grasped his cock, rock-solid
once again, and pushed it to her waiting warmth.

Angelica felt his hot, steel rod
brush at her opening, then thrust inside her. She gasped at the intense
pleasure.

"Yes, Kadin. Take me."

He kissed under her chin.

"I should be pleasuring you,
my love. Not indulging in my own urgent needs."

He drew back slowly, then forward
in a long, agonizingly slow thrust.

"My need is just as urgent. I
want you to take me fast and hard."

He nodded. "That request I can
grant."

He drew back and thrust forward,
grinding her into the mat below, the only protection from the cold, hard floor.
He drew back and thrust forward again, and again, pounding into her. A hot wash
of pleasure cascaded through her and she wailed.

She clung to him tightly.

"Yes, Kadin. Oh, God, yes."

The orgasm swept over her, hard and
fast, leaving her gasping for breath. He continued to thrust sharply until,
finally, he spewed into her, his semen filling her with liquid heat. He
collapsed on top of her, gasping.

She loved feeling his whole weight
upon her, relished it. After a few moments, he shifted slightly to one side,
but kept her in the comfort of his arms. She nuzzled his cheek and he turned to
gaze at her, the embers of his eyes still burning hotly.

She kissed him and his arms
tightened around her as he deepened the kiss. He scooped her up and carried her
to his bed, then lay down, tucking her against his body.

She nuzzled his chest, then kissed
the satin-smooth skin drawn taut over steel-hard muscles. They lay in silence
for a while. Angelica wanted to say something, but wasn't sure of his mood. She
didn't want to say anything to break the fragile connection between them.

Finally, he spoke.

"I'm surprised you came to me."

"I … wanted to be with you
again." She drew his hand to her cheek, then turned her head and kissed
his palm. "I wanted to feel your touch again."

He drew her face toward him and
kissed her with tenderness.

"I'm glad."

She gazed at him.

"I'm sorry for the way I spoke
to you this morning. I shouldn't have said anything about…" She didn't want
to bring up the debt, but she needed to apologize. "I know we connected
last night. You gave me such pleasure and I knew that it had nothing to do with
payment of a debt, but when the morning came, I was afraid you would not feel
the same."

Man, she was messing this up.

"It's not that I expect
anything more from you," she rushed on to say. "I don't. I only mean…"
She gazed at him. "Our night together meant something special to me."

"It should. I was your first
time."

She heard the regret in his voice
at having taken her virginity.

She cupped his cheek. "And I'm
glad it was you."

His brow furrowed. "Why?"

"Because you were gentle and
sweet. You treated me with respect. And you gave me the greatest pleasure of my
life."

His expression grew fierce and he
kissed her long and hard, leaving her gasping for air.

"Well, if my compliments
affect you like that, I'll have to give them more often." She smiled.

"Is that all it was? A
compliment?"

Her eyes widened, afraid she'd
started another argument, but she saw amusement dance in his eyes. She walked
her fingers up his solid chest.

"Oh, no. Not at all. I
wouldn't want to give you reason to be any more arrogant than you are."

His eyes narrowed, then he burst
out laughing. He scooped her up and strode across the room, then flung open the
double doors and strode outside, into a private courtyard. He walked toward a
small pool, the water glittering in the light of the full moon.

"What are you doing?" She
clung to his neck.

He bounded down the steps at one
end of the pool and into the water, then dropped her. She flailed her arms and
gasped for breath before she submerged, then pulled herself up. She stood,
pushing her head above water and laughed.

The water was only slightly cooler
than the hot air, and it felt delightful on her naked skin. He swam to one side
and she followed him. He grabbed her and nudged her against the pool wall,
trapping her between his arms. Then he kissed her, stealing her breath away.
When his lips released hers, she laughed, then pushed his head underwater. He
jerked back up and shook his head, spraying her with water. She squealed and
laughed, trying to keep her head above water.

He scooped her up and sat her on
the edge of the pool, then spread her knees wide. His mouth clamped over her
pussy, his lips and tongue hot against her cooled flesh.

"Ooooh." She opened her
legs wider as his head bobbed up and down, his elbows anchoring him on the side
of the pool.

His tongue drove hard into her
vagina, then cajoled her clit lightly. Two of his fingers slid into her slit
and he stroked the wall of her vagina while licking and sucking her clitoris.
Within moments, wild pleasure catapulted through her and she arched and gasped,
riding the orgasm with enthusiasm.

She slumped back on the hard
ground. He pushed himself from the pool and sat beside her, stroking her hip.
She sat up and curled her arms around her knees.

"Kadin? You remember when you
chained me up and brought those three women in to dance?"

"How could I forget?"

"I've been thinking about how
those women, uh … dressed like men."

"Dressed?" He chuckled. "You
mean because they wore penises?"

She nodded. "I was thinking
about how they made love to the woman in red. You know. One in front and one in
back. Like two men."

His expression grew stormy.

"You will not have a second
man make love to you. I will not allow it."