Caught by Menace (30 page)

Her eyes closed briefly. Arousal and fear swamped

her, the waves of strong emotion drowning her. When

she opened her eyes, Menace’s steady gaze warmed her

skin. There was only one thing to say. “Yes.”

Menace kept a close watch on Naya via the monitor

attached to the private playroom door. She sat on a

metal bench in a room designed to look exactly like a

hybrid prison cel and interrogation room. He’d left her

arms cuffed at her sides to ratchet up her anxiety. He

wanted her apprehensive and a bit scared but never

terrified.

“Here.” Hazard tossed him a gray shirt emblazoned

with the guard insignia from the Kovark prison system.

“Is this real?”

The dark-haired pilot nodded and slipped into his

shirt. Instead of simple guard insignia, Hazard’s shirt bore

the marks of a warden. “I grabbed a few of these the last

time I was on a long-range prisoner transport. I try to

pick up things I know you boys out on these instalations

can’t get your hands on easily. These shirts are better

than credits when it comes to trades with other pilots and

soldiers. You wouldn’t believe how many of the guys

here on the
Valiant
want them. This fantasy of your little

wifey in there is a common one.”

wifey in there is a common one.”

“That doesn’t surprise me.” Menace jammed his arms

through the shirt and zipped up the front. He supposed it

was good that Hazard had found some perks to his

punishment duty of flying the long treks between

outposts. “How much longer do you think they’l keep

you on long-range duty?”

Hazard
harrumphed
. “At least seven months,” he

answered. “I won’t have another duty review until then.

After that stunt I puled, I wouldn’t be surprised if Orion

kept me on this shit duty for another year just to teach

me a lesson.”

“You’re lucky the admiral didn’t bust you down more

than one rank.”

“He also took most of my damn Grab points.”

Menace winced with sympathy. “To be fair, you could

have gotten a prison sentence. You disobeyed a direct

order and lost a ship in the process.”

“I also rescued three of our men from enemy hands.

Technicaly I brought the ship back in one piece. It just,

you know, fractured and burst into flames when we

docked.”

Menace snorted. “Twenty-plus years in the service

Menace snorted. “Twenty-plus years in the service

and you’re stil a hothead.”

“Spare me, Menace. How many scrapes did the two

of us barely survive when I was your squadron’s pilot?

I’ve lost track of the number of times we were

disciplined.”

“That was a long time ago,” Menace replied. “I have a

wife now. Those days are long gone.”

“Sure they are.” Hazard smiled and clapped him on

the shoulder. “You ready to do this thing?”

Menace nodded and gripped Hazard’s wrist. His

touch was firm but nonthreatening. “Naya means more to

me than you can possibly understand. I’m giving you a

hel of a lot of leeway with her, but one wrong move and

you’l have to learn to work the flight controls with your

feet.”

Hazard became serious. “You have my word of

honor. I’m here only to help a friend give his wife

pleasure. I go only as far as you alow and she desires.”

“Good.” Menace stepped back and gestured to the

door. “After you, Warden.”

With a waggle of his eyebrows and an enthusiastic

grin, Hazard shoved the door wide open and stormed

grin, Hazard shoved the door wide open and stormed

inside. Menace came in half a second behind him and

kicked the door shut. Naya jumped on the bench. Eyes

wide, she quickly assessed the situation and realized

Menace wasn’t in charge. Her uptick in breathing told

Menace al he needed to know. She was off-kilter and

perfectly primed for the wild ride he had in store for her.

“Prisoner A114, on your feet!”

Startled by Hazard’s shout, Naya leapt off the bench.

Her gaze jumped from Hazard’s face to his own. He

kept his features schooled. If she wanted to stop, she

had her safeword. In the same way she trusted him to

keep her safe, he trusted her to know when to use her

out.

“Guard, strip her.”

Menace grinned evily at Hazard’s order. He crossed

to the back wal where Naya stood. Behind him, Hazard

picked up the gunmetal-gray case that contained al the

various props and interrogation tools Menace had

chosen for the scene. He threw it onto the table in the

center of the room. Naya flinched as the metal case

bounced on the flat surface.

“Turn around,” Menace barked. Though he had taken

his time securing her garter belt and cuffs earlier in the

his time securing her garter belt and cuffs earlier in the

evening, he worked quickly and efficiently this time,

showing her no gentleness. For her to give in to the

fantasy, every detail had to be right. No guard in Kovark

would show a prisoner even an ounce of kindness.

Naya’s cuffed wrists dangled at her sides. Naked and

flushed, she breathed hard. Menace recognized the mix

of shame and arousal that stained her skin. To a

dominant man, there was no more beautiful color in the

world than that particular shade.

Hazard unlocked the case and retrieved two medical

gloves and a tube of lubricant. “Search her. The last one

we interrogated had a sheathed shiv hidden on her.”

Naya’s gasp of outrage echoed in the room. She shot

Menace a look but he pretended not to see it. If she

wanted to stop, she knew what to do. He suspected she

was caught in that place where she wasn’t sure if she was

brave enough to face uncertainty. He didn’t doubt her for

a moment. Her courage and curiosity would propel her

forward.

Menace made sure to snap the gloves against his wrist

just to add to the tension in the room. “Bend over and

grab your ankles.”

“I wil not!”

Hazard took a step around the table. “Do I need to

come over there and secure the prisoner, Guard

Menace?”

Naya took a second to gauge Hazard’s sincerity

before snapping forward at the waist.

“Face the back wal,” Hazard ordered. “I need to

supervise.”

She lifted her head just enough to glare at Hazard but

did as instructed. Menace used the toe of his boot to

force her feet wider apart. Her pretty pink pussy and ass

were on clear display now. He didn’t blame Hazard for

wanting to see her. With her honey-brown skin and dark

hair, she was something of an anomaly. There was only

one other world where they’d found brides like her and

they were hard to come by.

Kneeling beside her, Menace used his gloved fingers

to part the folds of her sex. She opened like a hothouse

flower, her dewy skin beckoning his searching digits. He

needed no lube to check her. The slick nectar coating her

skin assured him that even though she found this

experience disconcerting, she also found it incredibly

arousing.

arousing.

Naya inhaled a short, loud breath when he penetrated

her with one finger. He let his thumb brush across her clit

three times but no more. He wanted her on edge. When

he flipped the lid on the tube of lubricant, her pussy

fluttered around his finger. She knew what was coming.

Stil, he decided to torment her a little longer by adding a

second digit to the first. He plunged them in and out of

her wet channel at a slow pace. Her toes curled against

the floor and he stopped. She had gotten enough

stimulation to stay aroused.

He smeared the clear gel on her rosebud and probed

her with one gloved fingertip. Her back passage gripped

him tightly. They had played around with smal- and

medium-sized plugs so he knew she could take more

than just his finger but he didn’t push it.

Finished checking her, he stood and stripped off his

gloves. “She’s safe.”

“Stand up, prisoner. Face me.”

While Naya hurried to folow Hazard’s orders,

Menace dropped the gloves in a receptacle in the corner

and took a position behind her. He wanted her sole focus

on Hazard and planned to hide from her line of sight to

keep her unsettled and gripped by the fantasy.

keep her unsettled and gripped by the fantasy.

“Hands behind your head. Widen your stance.

Wider!” Hazard puled a thin cane from the case and

tested it with a bend. He swung it through the air twice,

the
whooshing
sound sending Naya back a tiny step.

Although Menace was fuly aware Naya had no love for

them, he’d chosen a cane as part of the interrogation

implements because he knew the effect on her. Hazard

had promised never to let the cane mark her skin—but

she didn’t know that.

“Eyes forward, prisoner. Don’t be looking to Guard

Menace to save you. Two of the men wounded in your

breakout scheme were his friends.”

Naya squeaked when the tip of the cane touched her

colarbone and moved down between her breasts.

Hazard rested the top of it on her left breast. “So you

realy thought you could escape from Kovark?”

Voice shuddery, she said, “I don’t know what you’re

talking about, Sir.”

“Don’t play dumb with me.” Hazard ran the cane’s tip

around her nipple and then down her bely. He tapped it

along the curve of her waist and hip, not hard enough to

mark her but with enough pressure to make her fingers

mark her but with enough pressure to make her fingers

curl into her pubic hair. “The moment you stepped off the

transport ship and into central processing I knew you

were going to be a problem for my prison.”

“Warden, I—”

“Silence,” Hazard hissed harshly. “I don’t want your

lies.” He walked around behind her, flashing Menace a

wink the second he was out of her vision range, and gave

her backside the lightest swat. Even with that bare kiss of

the cane, she yelped and lifted onto her toes.

“Sir, please—”

“Enough,” Hazard growled. “I have eyes and ears al

over this prison. Do you understand what that means?

There are no prisoner secrets in this place.”

“Y-yes, Sir.”

Hazard stepped back in front of her and placed the

cane against her nipple again. “Now tel me the names of

your escape crew.”

Menace watched the subtle shift in Naya’s body

language. Her fear was palpable but her shoulders had

straightened.
Shit.
She was going to play this as the

tough girl from Connor’s Run.

“Warden, if you have eyes and ears al over this

“Warden, if you have eyes and ears al over this

prison, you must already know those names.”

“Oh we’re going to the play the smart-ass card?”

Hazard lowered the cane and snapped his fingers.

“Guard, show the prisoner what happens to smart-

asses.”

“Happy to, Warden.” Menace snatched her right off

the floor and carried her to the bench along the back

wal. He sat down and draped her across his thighs. She

gasped and put her hands back to stop the inevitable

spanking. “Hands on the floor or I’l ask the warden for

the use of his cane.”

She whimpered but did exactly as told. Fingertips on

the cold floor, Naya dropped her head and went limp

across his lap. Over the last few weeks together, she had

taken his lessons to heart. He had made sure she

understood that it was in her best interest to remain as

relaxed as possible.

With her smal body supported by his thighs, Menace

swept his caloused palms up and down her plump ass.

Soon her brown skin would darken with heat. His cock

throbbed to life. This fantasy had been put together to

make her scream with pleasure, but Menace was finding

it incredibly arousing himself.

it incredibly arousing himself.

“Oh!” Naya cried out as his hand cracked her

backside. “No! No! No!”

She wiggled on his lap, the movement making her ass

cheeks jiggle. Her soft bely rubbed against the head of

his cock. He had to push down the surge of excitement

that rocked him and concentrate on her tone and

breathing. She was saying no but meant yes. There was a

fine line he had to walk.

His hand bounced from cheek to cheek. He kept the