Darque Wants (27 page)

Morgana Patrick

Copyright © 2016

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Please don’t be stupid and kill yourself. This book is a work of FICTION. Do not try any new sexual practice that you find in this book. It is fiction and not to be confused with reality. Neither the author nor the publisher or its associates assume any responsibility for any loss, injury, death or legal consequences resulting from acting on the contents in this book. Every character in this book is over 18 years of age. The author’s opinions are not to be construed as the opinions of the publisher. The material in this book is for entertainment purposes ONLY.  Enjoy.

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“God, I want you,” Nai said with a grunt as Vagar slammed her body against the wall. His firm hands squeezed her hips as he held her there, pinned beneath his ravenous intentions. “Come on, rip it, rip it off,” Nai said as her lips trailed across his cheek and tickled his earlobe. Vagar's hands moved up her stomach to the swell of her breasts. His fingertips teased her nipples with firm strokes. “Fucking rip it, I need to feel your mouth!”

              “Say my name, Nai,” Vagar growled as his fingers locked on her nipples firmly through her tank top and pinched them. He always loved how that made her squeal. “Say it,” he repeated his command as his hips pushed against her firmly, and his fingers pulled at her cloth covered nipples.

              “Oh damn!” Nai leaned her head back against the wall as she felt her nipples throb between his fingertips. “Suck them, damn it, I need you.” Vagar held his position. Keeping her body against the wall, he ground his bulge against her hips and worked the aching flesh of her nipples through her top.

              “I said, say my name, Nai,” His voice took on a deeper, more commanding tone as he pushed against her hard enough to force the breath from her lungs. His fingers rolled her sensitive nipples and squeezed them again. Nai's hips bucked back at his as she moaned out in desperation. “I know you better than you think, Nai. I know how much you want to feel my tongue thrashing around these hard nipples. I know you need to feel my lips sucking on them, don't you, honey?”

              “Fuck yes,” Nai screamed out as his words cut through her and exposed her like never before. “Suck them, damn it, suck my fucking nipples.”

              “No,” Vagar said as he released her nipples from his grip. His hand moved swiftly, grabbing her hair and pulling her head from the wall. He held her a breath away and looked in her eyes. Her lips hung open in the heat of her need as he gazed right into her. “Say my name, Nai,” He said as he looked into her eye. Nai saw his face and saw he wasn't like the others. He could walk away. He really could leave her like this. She felt her heart pounding in her chest, she felt the aching on her body to have him, and for the first time, she felt afraid that she wouldn't.

              “Vagar,” She whispered.

              “What?” He asked with a little jerk of her hair. He held her still and looked deep into her eyes, strong and patiently waiting.

              “Vagar,” Nai said again. “I need you, Vagar.” Before his name finished slipping from her mouth, he jerked her head forward and sank his lips down over hers. She felt his tongue slip into her mouth, and she latched on to it. Her hunger consumed her as she pushed back into his mouth. The rough bristle of his cheeks scraping against her made her skin feel alive as she tasted him. As suddenly as the kiss had begun, Vagar pulled back and looked her in the eyes again. For a moment they were silent except for the sound of their ragged breath. Then his hands grabbed the neckline of her tank top. She felt his fingers brush over the skin of her chest as they curled up around the edge of the cloth. Nai felt her body jerk from the wall as his sudden movement pulled the tank top from her body and ripped it down the middle. The sound of the cloth tearing echoed off the walls as her firm dark breasts spilled out of the tattered top and her yearning nipples thrust towards him. Vagar lowered his head quickly and sank his mouth down around her. Nai’s hands grabbed the back of his head as she cried out and pushed towards him with all her might. “Oh god, yes!” She cried out as his teeth bit slightly down on her nub and his tongue darted across it wildly.

              Vagar's hands pushed the torn top aside and snaked their way around her, pulling her to his ravenous mouth. He devoured one delicate breast and then the other. Each slap of his tongue, each bite of his teeth drawing out her cries. Nai's hand slipped down between them frantically undoing her belt and trying to work her jeans down past her hips as his attention remained focused on her breasts. Without releasing his hold on her breast, Vagar slipped his hand down and shoved the side of her jeans over her hip. But Nai's belief that he was going to help her get them off was blasted away as his fingers found her moist lips with instant accuracy.

              “Oh shit!” Nai screamed as his fingers parted her lips and drove inside her in an instant. With her jeans around her thighs, her hips bucked wildly as he pushed inside her again and again with hard thrusts. “Damn it yes, yes give it to me.” His tongue lavished her tender nipple, the suction of his lips driving her mad, as the tips of his fingers worked inside her like he knew every secret spot to push. Nai was reaching her peak faster than ever before. She knew what she needed. She worked her jeans down her legs until she could finally push them off with her feet. She grabbed the back of his hair and pulled hard. She looked down into his eyes as her breast came from his lips dripping wet. “Give it to me, give it to me now, damn it.” Vagar grabbed her leg and lifted it up in one arm as his other hand went to his buckle. Nai looked down between them as he quickly worked to free his bulging cock. When she saw it slip out from his pants, her mouth gaped at the raw site of it. She needed it, she needed it now. “Fuck me, Vagar, put it in me now,” she said, not wanting to waste time making him tell her to say his name. Vagar lifted her leg higher and stepped closer. He held his cock tightly in his hand as he guided it to her swollen lips. Nai's eyes closed tightly as she felt him against her. His thick head parted her lips as he rubbed his cock up and down between them. She was waiting, she was screaming inside for him as he teased her. His stiff cock pushing against her but not into her burning flesh drove Nai insane.

              “Say please, Nai,” Vagar instructed her as he wiggled his pulsing head at her entrance and then pushed it back up to rub it in circles over her clit. The sensation sent shivers down her back, and Nai groaned out in desperation. “I know you, honey, I know how badly you need this. Say please.” He lowered his aim and held his cock just inside her waiting for her to surrender herself to him.

              “Please,” Nai started to say, and then she screamed out as he shoved her body to the wall hard and drove into her in one swift thrust. She felt his cock spread her lips apart as it forced its way inside her. She felt his balls push against her thigh, and his head swell inside her deeper than she had ever felt before. Nai couldn't say anything, she couldn't think. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and her body went limp as she dangled there on him pressed between his body and the wall. His hips bucked wildly as his cock drew back until it almost slipped from inside her and then shoved back inside as far as it could go, as far as anyone could go. Nai's face hung over his shoulder as he took her, her mouth open in one long moan that never seemed to end. She felt her insides quaking and convulsing around him uncontrollably as she flowed down her leg like never before. She couldn't tell when her orgasm began, or when the next one came. She simply hung there on him trembling over and over.

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Earlier that morning Nai had awakened to the sound of commotion outside. She could hear Marjorie's voice ranting. She slipped from bed quickly and dressed. She hadn't gotten the hang of the holsters yet, so she stuffed the revolver in her pants like she'd seen in the movies and grabbed the rifle. As she opened the door and stepped out into the hall, she was met by another of the sisters.

              “Nai,” The nun grabbed at Nai's arm with a panicked look on her face. “Nai, come quick. Mr. Richards’ men are out front.”  Nai remembered Marjorie mentioning that the mine owner, Guy Richards, was causing problems at the mission. So she followed the nun towards the front gate. As they approached, Nai could see a handful of four or maybe five men standing at the gate. One had his grip on Marjorie's sleeve as he stood over her. The nun who had come to get Nai fell back behind a stone wall and watched as Nai continued towards the small crowd.

              “Morning, boys,” Nai said as she approached. “What seems to be the trouble?” Nai had the rifle out where they could clearly see it, and she worked the lever back and forth with a solid clicking sound just to let them know she meant business. She felt a bit awkward, still never having actually fired the gun, but she thought she made a formidable image if nothing else.

              “You might wanna put that thing down, girly,” The man holding Marjorie said as he watched Nai approach. “Girls ought not to play with guns. They might get hurt.” As he said it he nodded to one of the other men who pulled out a long knife and held it up in her direction. “Me and the Mother here was just discussing how ya'll ought to be more friendly anyhow.”

              “Doesn't look like a friendly chat to me,” Nai said, as she stopped about ten feet from the crowd.

              “Nai,” Marjorie said. “Nai, it's ok. Just go back inside. We are almost done here.”

              “Oh, we are far from done, missy,” The man said as he jerked on her sleeve to make his point. “If you think that one little girl with a fancy gun is gonna stop us, you got another think coming. We are just the messengers. Mr. Richards says he's tired of you being so inhospitable to his men. Tonight we are gonna come make sure you women get yourselves in line with who the real power in this town is.”

              “Who the real power is?” Nai said with a smirk. “Can you even spell misogynistic, asshole?”

              “That's a nasty mouth, girly. I can't wait to put it to better use,” The man said as he licked the brown tobacco-stained corners of his mouth. “I told ya to put that down, but I guess you need a lesson, don't ya?” Once again he nodded to his friend with the knife, who then held the blade up and started to step towards Nai. Nai raised the riffle towards the oncoming man.

              “Ok,” Nai said she held the gun pointed at the man. “Honestly, you're just disgusting, and this bully bullshit is getting old. You guys really need to catch up on your women's lib.” Nai was putting on a good show, but the size of that knife was starting to make her uncomfortable as it came closer. Her mind was screaming at her to run, but she'd already made a show of herself, and she couldn't just leave Marjorie alone with these guys. Something told her the habit wasn't going to slow them down much when it came to what they wanted. She had backed herself into a corner fast, and there wasn't much else to do. She held her breath, pointed the gun, and fired. With a loud clash of metal against metal the knife flew from the man’s hand. He screamed in pain as he clutched it tightly to his chest and stumbled back a few steps.

              “Now what were you saying about one woman with a fancy gun?” Nai asked as she turned and pointed the riffle at the leader of the little gang. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest and was doing everything she could to hide her amazement at her lucky shot from the crowd. “Now let go of my friend, and back out of here.”

              “Alright, girly,” The man said as he let go of Marjorie's sleeve and slowly stepped back. “That ain't too friendly though, and like I said, we’re just the messengers. Tonight there’s gonna be a lot more of us, and it'll take better than a little fancy shooting to sort it out.”

              “I'm doing my hair tonight,” Nai said with a shrug. “You'll have to pick another night to be cliché.” As the man took another step back from Marjorie, his line of sight towards Nai became clear. His hand moved swiftly towards his hip, and before Nai had time to register the flash of shining metal, his gun was in his hand pointed at her. Nai's heart froze in an instant as she heard the shot, but nothing hit her. She watched the gun shatter and fly from the man's hand as he cried out. The eyes of the men had all swung towards the wall of the mission, tracing the gun shot. Nai's eyes followed shortly behind until she saw the man.

              Standing by the wall was a tall, thin man holding a long pistol out in front of him, the barrel still smoking. His face was hidden in the shadow of his hat. Nai couldn't really see his eyes, but she felt certain that his shot wasn't luck like hers had been. The henchmen cowed back away from the new player in this little game, as if they knew something Nai didn't.

              “The boss ain't gonna be happy about this, Vagar,” The henchman said as he clutched his wrist. “He offered you good money to just ride out.” 

              “There's better ways of getting paid than taking Richards' gold,” Vagar said as he took the cigar from his mouth and spit in the henchman's direction. “Like just taking his gold anyway.” The heavy hammer on the pistol clicked back with a resounding sound as he kept it pointed at the men. “Now move along before I have to shoot something other than just your favorite date hand.” The men started to back away towards their horses slowly. No one was willing to take their eyes off Vagar.

              “You know we’ll be back,” The man said as he reached his horse. “There ain't no point in this. You ought to just leave while you still can.” The man turned and climbed on his horse and looked back over at Nai. “And you, girly, you ought stay right here cause I mean what I say. I'm gonna be back.” The sound of another shot made Nai jump in her boots as she watched the henchman blink, slowly list to the side, and roll down from his horse.

              “I figured I'd just save myself the trouble,” Vagar said as she looked towards the other men waiting to climb on their horses. “I mean if he was coming back, that is. Any of you other fellas coming back?”

              A round of “no's” and a couple “no sir's” rang up from the group of men as they looked at the body of the first man hunched on the desert floor. The pale, course color of the sand highlighted the deep red pool forming around his hat as it pressed the ground under his head.

              “Then go on and get out of here then,” Vagar said, his gun still pointing at them. The men seemed terrified to move. The echo of another shot filled the air as the sand at their feet jumped into the air. The men found their motivation, quickly mounted their horses, and rode away. Nai stood still, looking at the man lying on the ground. She hadn't really thought about it before. This all seemed like a strange vacation from reality. But watching the pool of blood grow around the man made it all very real suddenly.

              “Nai,” Marjorie said as she moved up beside her. “Nai are you ok?”

              “Yeah. I,” Nai paused. “I just never saw someone get killed before.”

              “Yes, you also said you never fired a gun before,” Marjorie said as she stepped between Nai and the sight of the dead man. “That was a hell of a shot!”

              “I was aiming for his head.” Nai said blankly.

              “Seriously?” Marjorie asked with a quizzical tilt to her head.

              “Seriously.” Nai said.

              “If you two ladies are done gabbing, let’s get inside before one of them fellas changes his mind and decides to fire off a few rounds,” Vagar said as he walked up to the women. Nai looked up and saw his face for the first time. He was ruggedly handsome, that was for sure. Or was it her racing adrenaline, Nai wondered as she studied the stubbled face, complete with a scar over one eye.

              “What movie did you pop out of, cowboy?” Nai said, looking up at him as he stood over her.

              “The one where everyone got shot standing around running their mouths right out in the open.” Vagar said as he puffed out a big cloud of cigar smoke.

              “Yes, you're right,” Marjorie said. “Let's get inside. Knowing you didn't take the offer to leave town may have bought us an extra day at the most, but they are coming back. Come on, Nai.” Marjorie headed towards the mission door with Vagar following behind. Nai stopped and took one more look at the man in the dirt and shook her head. Her heart was pounding, and her mind was swirling with emotions. She turned and headed back toward the mission behind the others. As she followed, she couldn't help but look at Vagar as he walked.

              “Damn that's an ass,” She whispered to herself. Suddenly Vagar stopped and looked back at her. He didn't say anything. He simply put his hand to his hat and nodded his head towards her slightly. Nai felt her blood boil instantly, and her body tingled at the look he gave her.

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