Caught by Menace (16 page)

the unknown. Menace reached for the pile of things he

had brought from the playroom. He picked up a tube and

flipped open the lid. He squeezed a dolop of clear gel

onto his fingertips. “Lubricant.”

“Oh.”

He picked up the strange black thing she had spotted

earlier. “This is an anal plug. It’s very slim and smal. It

also vibrates.”

Naya couldn’t wrap her mind around the idea of

having that thing inside her. The detail about the vibrating

confused her. “Vibrates? Why?”

Menace laughed. “You’l see soon enough.”

Annoyed by his non-answer, Naya let her head drop

back to the pilow. Menace slid down between her thighs

again. He smeared the clear, cold lubricant on her

rosebud. His tongue returned to her clit. Al that talking

had kiled her arousal level but Menace’s firm, flicking

had kiled her arousal level but Menace’s firm, flicking

tongue soon ratcheted it right back up.

Sighing, Naya relished the feel of his tongue on her clit.

When a wel-lubed fingertip finaly breached her virgin

backside, Naya hissed. She tried not to tense. Menace

sucked her clit a little harder and drew her attention away

from the finger wiggling inside her ass. Heat filed her

core. The first twinge of a climax rippled through her.

Menace eased off her clit. His tongue brushed lightly

across the swolen bud but he didn’t use the rhythm and

pressure that would normaly set her off. Instead he

started to thrust his finger in and out of her backside. She

groaned in frustration but he didn’t give her what she

wanted…yet.

A second slick finger joined the first. She inhaled

sharply at the ful sensation. Menace’s tongue fluttered

over her clit, easing the discomfort of having two thick

digits spearing her ass. He worked those fingers in and

out of her, widening them just a bit. It didn’t escape even

her inexperienced mind that he was preparing her for

something.

What he’d said about nerve endings was proving true.

She throbbed and pulsed with need. It didn’t seem

possible, but the fingers thrusting in and out of her

possible, but the fingers thrusting in and out of her

amplified every soft flick of Menace’s tongue. Her

swolen clit ached, but Menace wasn’t about to give her

the stimulation she needed to climax. Clearly the bastard

enjoyed keeping her on the edge.

He puled his finger free from her body. His mouth left

her clit. She rocked her hips in a desperate move.

“Menace, please. I want to come.”

“Patience, sweetheart,” he urged. “It’l be worth it in

the end.”

She couldn’t see what he was doing but a few

moments later the blunt, slippery tip of the plug he had

shown her pressed against her anus. The muscles of her

legs and arms tightened in an automatic response to being

penetrated there.

“No,” Menace ordered, his voice firm but gentle.

“Relax. It’s no bigger than the fingers that were just

making you feel so good.”

“I’m trying.” She bit her lower lip and exhaled slowly.

Menace didn’t force her to accept the smal toy. He

applied just the slightest amount of pressure and waited

patiently. It entered her at a snail’s pace. He was right. It

wasn’t any wider or longer than his fingers. It felt cool

wasn’t any wider or longer than his fingers. It felt cool

inside her and incredibly odd.

Menace rubbed the back of her thigh. “Okay?”

“Yes.”

“Feels weird?” He opened a smal package and used

the pre-moistened wipe inside to clean the slick lubricant

from his fingers.

“Yes.”

He leaned down to capture her mouth. “It’s about to

feel very, very good.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Promise?”

“Have I let you down yet?”

“No.” The answer came swiftly.

Menace kissed her long and hard. “Prepare to be

awed, sweetheart.”

From anyone else such a statement would have been

sily or even joking but Menace actualy meant it. Naya’s

stomach flip-flopped as Menace rose up on his knees.

His hand slipped down between her wide-open thighs.

He touched the base of the toy embedded in her

backside. A split second later, a wild buzzing sensation

started to ripple through her. She gasped and lifted her

hips in shock. “What the hel is that?”

hips in shock. “What the hel is that?”

“You asked why it vibrates.” Menace’s thumb moved

side to side over her clit. “This is why.”

The delicious vibrations shuddered deep inside her.

Menace strummed her clit with his thumb and palmed her

breast. He squeezed her sensitive flesh and pinched her

nipple. She hissed at the brief discomfort but didn’t ask

him to stop. The quicksilver flash of pain that

accompanied his pinching, puling fingers traveled right to

her clit. The tiny bundle of nerves pulsed. When he finaly

let her come, she was probably going to pass out from

sheer ecstasy.

Menace stroked the length of his massive cock. She

panted at the sight of him working his big hand up and

down his steely shaft. Gripped with the need to have him

inside her, she jiggled her feet and curled her toes toward

him. “Please, Menace. I need you.”

Lust sparked in his pale eyes. Nostrils flaring, he

moved even closer to her, pressing his rigid cock against

her pussy. Skin-to-skin, she breathed hard and shifted

her hips again. “I want you.”

His eyes closed briefly. “Say it again, Naya.”

“I want you. I need you, Menace.” She wasn’t

parroting the phrases just for his benefit. She meant it.

parroting the phrases just for his benefit. She meant it.

She wanted this man. She needed him. “Please…”

He planted his hands near her shoulders and hovered

over her. “This may be too much for you. Tel me if it is.”

“I wil,” she promised. “Just hurry. Put your cock in

me.”

He groaned as her filthy instruction registered.

Grasping his erection, he dragged the ruddy crown

through her dewy folds. She moaned with desire as he

used the head of his cock to rub her clit. The vibrating

toy in her ass tormented her.

Finaly Menace pressed his cock into her. He moved

at an achingly slow pace. His shaft filed her to the

breaking point. She cried out as the sensation of being

stretched and taken by his cock and the toy became

almost too much. Menace froze his forward movement

but bent his head. He nuzzled her cheek and coaxed a

tender kiss from her lips.

Menace gripped the front of her bride’s colar. The

possessive, dominant action made her pussy clench.

“Look at me.”

Gazing into his light-green eyes, Naya lost herself.

“Menace, I—”

“Menace, I—”

He cut her off with a kiss. “You can take me.”

Proving his point, Menace thrust forward just a

fraction of an inch and then retreated almost completely.

The gliding sensation of his huge cock made her moan.

Nipples taut and tingling, Naya arched her back. His lips

fel to her exposed neck. He nibbled and licked while

rocking in and out of her wet pussy. Slipping his hand

between their joined bodies, he found her clit. A few

brushes of his thumb and she exploded.

“Menace!” Shrieking his name, she undulated wildly

atop the bed. The climax punched the air right out of her

lungs. Pure bliss spiled from her core, saturating her from

head to toe. “Oh! Oh!
Ahhhh!
”

Stil holding the front of her colar, Menace started to

fuck her as if he were some feral beast. He snapped his

hips and pounded her pussy. The smal toy in her ass

vibrated constantly and added to the wickedly erotic

experience. Menace changed the angle of his shalow

penetration. That was al it took to push her over the

edge again.

When she finaly surfaced from the deep waters of

ecstasy, Naya practicaly sobbed for mercy. “Menace, I

can’t.
Oh!
Please.
Please!
”

can’t.
Oh!
Please.
Please!
”

With his lips against her ear, he slammed into her one

final time. The force of his last thrust shoved her up the

bed. Her name left his lips on a groaned sigh. “Naya.”

She could feel his cock quivering inside her. The

warmth of his seed eased the ache of his rough fucking.

Boneless with pleasure, Naya shuddered with

aftershocks. She buried her face against the crook of his

neck and inhaled his pleasant scent. Eyes closed, she

tried to memorize the feel of his body weight and heat

pressing her into the bed. She never wanted this moment

of intimacy to end.

Showing some reluctance to leave her, Menace

carefuly puled out of her and removed the toy. He left

her bound to the bed and made his way into the

bathroom. She enjoyed the view of his chiseled backside

and strong thighs. When he returned with a cloth and

towel, she couldn’t stop the goofy smile that curved her

mouth. It didn’t seem possible that he could be so

ridiculously sweet yet so commanding and rough at the

same time.

“What?” Menace asked as he cleaned her up and

unlatched her cuffed limbs.

“I can’t believe you’re real.”

He shot her a strange look. “What does that mean?”

She roled her sore shoulders. “You’re too good to be

true.”

“I assure you I’m not.” Menace slid onto the bed

beside her and leaned back against the headboard. He

grabbed her by the waist and hauled her onto his lap. His

strong fingers kneaded her shoulders and neck. “I’m just

as flawed as any other man.”

“I haven’t seen a flaw yet.”

He chuckled softly and skimmed his lips across the

top of her head. “Give me time. I’m sure I’l disappoint

or upset you soon enough.”

She answered him with a
humph
and settled back

against his broad chest. His massaging hands made her

sleepy.

“How do you feel? Are your wrists or ankles sore?

What about your bottom?”

Even though the man had just ravished her, she stil

blushed at his inquiry on the state of her backside. “I’m

fine.”

“Are you realy? If you’re not, I need to know.”

Realizing he wasn’t about to drop this line of

questioning, she said, “I’m a little throbby down there but

it’s not painful or anything.”

“Throbby?” He sounded amused.

“What? It’s a word.”

“I highly doubt that. It’s not in any—”

A high-pitched squawk pierced the stilness of their

bedroom. Startled, Naya jumped in his lap. Menace’s

reassuring arms embraced her. “It’s just an alarm.”

She had never heard anything so loud or frightening.

“An alarm? For what?”

“Abandoning ship,” he answered calmly.

Her heart leapt into her throat. “What!”

“Sweetheart,” he said gently, “it’s a dril. We have

them once or twice a month.”

The screeching alarm stopped but only briefly. A

commanding voice shouted from the ceiling. “Now hear

this. Now hear this. This is a dril. Proceed to your

nearest evacuation area.”

The message started to repeat. Menace shifted her in

his arms and patted her thigh. “We’ve got to go.”

Naya clambered to get off the bed. Shaking with

Naya clambered to get off the bed. Shaking with

adrenaline, she let Menace tug her into the closet. He

pushed a pale-blue outfit consisting of pants and a shirt

into her hands. The outfit was cut to fit a woman but one

half a foot taler and much heavier than she.

He stated the obvious as he held them against her

petite frame. “They’re going to be a bit big, but they’l do

until I can get you measured in one of the clothing

shops.”

Naya didn’t care. She shook out the drawstring pants

and shoved her feet into them. The shirt was just a

smaler version of the undershirt Menace had let her wear

last night while they ate dinner. She didn’t miss the way

he dressed so quickly. He puled on the black uniform

pants and a shirt with his insignia printed on both arms

and on the left side of his chest. It looked like a more

casual version of the uniform he had been wearing when

he Grabbed her.

As if reading her mind, he explained, “This is my off-

duty uniform.”

Naya glanced at the closet. It seemed to be filed with