Janus' Conquest (2 page)

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But she had not met him.

Her mind often played with the idea of doing it. But she lingered in doubt as the women around her whispered dark rumors about him. The thing that most Hunters never counted on was the ability of women to move information among their own gender. Several Hunters brought their trophy females to the gatherings. They were convicted women, captured during their transgressions. Unlike Hunters, who only mingled with their own kind, on the female side of the room the convicted and the free women mixed freely. Many Hunters shared their trophy females with their comrades as well.

That practice was responsible for her knowledge of Janus’ appetite when it came to female flesh. A few of those trophy females had delighted in detailing out the demands Janus made of them. Some of them were hard women, and they had tormented her with whispered words as he sat watching her. But she had enjoyed hearing their words.

Listening to the way he enjoyed bending them to his will, often teasing their clits until they begged him for penetration. According to them, he did not always grant them the mercy they cried out for.

Fay hissed again as she moved faster. Her temper lit and flamed as she felt her nipples rise beneath her robe. The little tips became sensitive and hard. Every step she took rubbed the fabric of her robe over them, sending sensation down her chest and across her belly to the tender flesh of her slit. Fluid slowly seeped from her pussy to touch the top of her thighs, confirming that her body was inflamed from just the idea of those rumors. What the other women conveyed to her in warning, her body leapt towards.

Her face burned with that knowledge. While it might be permissible for her to understand the realities of mating now that she was grown, it was the honest truth that she knew far more. She had seen it. This was not the first time she had snuck about in the areas where unpledged males spent their time.

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She was shameful, and still she did not cradle guilt next to her heart for having watched Janus fuck. Oh yes, she’d seen him in full rut. Gazed on his bare body as his cock thrust out from his belly and a trophy female applied her mouth to his erection.

The memory was burned into her brain, but not because it shocked her.

It excited her. More than anything she had ever thought possible. There must be something wrong with her. Some depraved condition that held her attention to that night she had watched Janus let his cock be serviced. She had looked at his nude body with hungry eyes and even enjoyed watching his face as he pressed his length deep into his consort’s body. Some of the Hunters fucked gently, but not Janus. He had grasped her hips and fucked her from behind like a bitch being bred. His face had been harsh and demanding as his consort’s breasts bounced with the motion of his fucking.

Depraved. Yes, that was the word. No chaste female should be so infatuated with the image of a male using a female. More fluid coated her thighs as she walked. Her nipples now demanded freedom from her robe, her breathing rough from her pace and her thoughts.

Truthfully, no Hunter should want her. She was unworthy of their respect.

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“You’re pathetic.”

“Shows how little you understand, Hawk. A wonder Tova loves you.” Janus growled at his partner. “I am the very model of control, patience and perseverance.”

“And a perfect example of pathetic, unachieving action.”

Janus held his reply as pure devilishness filled his thoughts. Hawk offered him the chance to chuck his control aside. It taunted him with how much he truly wanted to forget every dictate he’d ever been fed concerning chaste females. Slapping Hawk’s shoulder, he let his determination show through on his face.

“I hate disappointing you, Hawk. In fact, I don’t believe I can live with it another second. I vow to change my ways to suit you. Beginning now.”

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Janus was gone a moment later. Hawk rocked back onto his heels as he considered the way Janus bled into the dark. The sun set rapidly in winter, and semi-dusk had surrendered to night in a few moments. The black Hunter’s uniform camouflaged his partner as he cut across the space between them and Fay. The female didn’t notice she was being stalked and that was what made Hawk linger well behind them. A chaste female shouldn’t be roaming the night alone. It was a temptation that even law-abiding males found challenging. He and Janus had filed one too many assault cases for him to disregard the possibility. Janus was going to frighten her when he emerged from the night like a demon, but it was something she might do well to remember. Hunter spheres were safer than most, but no life was perfect.

Besides, he was getting tired of waiting for the two of them to do something besides glare at one another.

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“Do you have any idea what could happen to you, walking out in the dark alone?”

Fay didn’t shriek as Janus expected. She jumped and sucked in a gasp of air, but her eyes focused on him, and a flare of intense arousal flickered across her eyes for a brief moment.

It was possible he was seeing what he wanted to see, but the tip of her tongue appeared and moved over her lower lip. It was a small torment that made his cock jerk.

The organ had begun swelling the moment his feet took to the chase. Only a little twinge of disappointment diluted the moment, and that was from the fact that Fay didn’t know he was closing in on her.

“We are in a Hunter sphere, Janus.” It was a feeble excuse, one that Janus didn’t like hearing either. It was something he’d expect from a young girl, still trusting without concern for the harsher realities that might befall her. His rising need didn’t fit with the idea of her still being encased in her tender years.

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“Which means your sire should have instructed you better.” His cock gave a twitch as he watched her eyes slip down to his chest. She shook her head and raised her attention back to his face.

“My father has not forgotten his place.”

He took a step closer. “Then you are a disobedient child.”

“I am not a child.”

A soft, male chuckle was his response. His gaze cut over the path she’d been walking on and the surrounding area. There were trees and bushes between the gym and the next few buildings. The open courtyard was used mostly for sport games and festival dances. In the dark it was dimly lit to conserve energy. Janus suddenly moved.

His body cut through the night faster than she had really believed any human might move. He slipped off the concrete path and hooked her body with one arm as he did it.

It was smooth and silent and a moment later her back was pressed to the smooth trunk of a tree. Janus’ chest was one small inch from her hard nipples as the dark shadows surrounded them.

“Aren’t you a child, Fay? You behave like one often.”

His voice was rich with frustration. His breath hit her lips as he cupped her chin and raised it up. Her eyes showed her nothing but a face washed in shadows and starlight. His breath teased her moist bottom lip. She shivered as sensation moved down her body so harshly she couldn’t stand completely still.

“Because I will not meet you at the border? That is called choice, not childish. Yet I do not expect you to understand.”

“There is nothing wrong with honesty. Why do you prefer to be touched in the dark instead of under the protection of the community?”

“I did not say I wished for you to touch me.” She shivered and his gaze caught the little telltale motion from her body. Her brain might be set firmly to a decision, but her flesh was intent on gaining the upper hand in the battle. It wanted to be touched by him, no doubt.

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“I think you force words past your lips that your body disagrees with, sweet Fay.”

His voice dipped to a deep, dangerous tone that sent a chill down her spine. The impulse to escape hit her too late as his gaze dropped to her lips.

“If you are a female grown, then I may treat you as such.”

Her body bucked away from the tree as his words hit her ears. She arched her neck and her chin popped free of his grasp, but freedom was hers for a mere glimmer of a moment. Janus closed the gap between them, his larger body pressing her against the trunk with remarkable ease. He actually bent his knees so that the broadest portion of his chest was the same height as hers. He used that muscle-coated torso to imprison her against the tree while his mouth captured hers.

“Janus…” She jerked her lips free but he followed her mouth. Covering her lips with his, he pressed a hard kiss onto her mouth. A tiny whimper escaped her as she tasted his male mouth for the first time. This was no simple press of lips, it was a hard demand for possession. He licked her lower lip and the sound that rose from her throat was a deep moan. It sounded hungry and she shuddered as her clit throbbed between the folds of her slit. Janus lifted his mouth from hers and framed her head with his hands. He held her steady as he searched her face for a clue as to where that husky moan had come from. She was grateful for the darkness that hid her features from his keen eyes. The outline of his cock against her belly made her shiver as her mind offered up a perfect memory of what the large organ looked like. She was hungry, however depraved it might be.

“Maybe you told me the truth.” Janus slid one hand down her neck. He had no right to touch her. It was too forward considering that she was chaste, but he just couldn’t stop. He needed to know if he was a monster who dreamed of coupling with a child. The idea of having her spread wide for his possession tore at his dreams while he debated her age and ability to become his. He was not a man who would be content with mere sex. He needed so much more, craved things that a chaste female had never even heard of.

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Chaste females were allowed to spend hours in a male’s company under the watchful eyes of the community before that first skin-to-skin contact invaded their sheltered world. Trust was formed prior to any Hunter being granted the right to be alone with a female. A Hunter like Janus was expected to keep his sexual appetite hidden until she made the choice to offer her favors to him. Flirting and teasing was encouraged until everyone around them was convinced that a male’s control was hard as stone. It would be weeks before he’d be allowed to bare any part of her body.

But her face was the one that caused his cock to rise into a hard, demanding pole.

There was no amount of fucking that drove the image away. Lately, releasing his seed was bittersweet because it was her body he wanted to plant it in. Maybe it was the fact that his partner had recently pledged that drove him to consider sex in a different light.

He was thinking about more a permanent arrangement than merely coupling to relieve his swollen cock.

And it all centered around the female in his grasp. Her elusiveness and the suspicion that she was just as attracted to him as he was to her. There had been too many nights when the idea of pulling her against his body lived in his mind while he tried to drift into slumber. Tonight, the chance to place his thoughts into action was simply too tempting.

His fingers stroked her. Fay gasped as sensation flooded her. She had expected his touch to be firmer, hard actually, but it wasn’t. He moved his hand down her neck, his touch careful as though she were a length of fine cloth fit for only a baby or some noble from times long past. Her head lifted to offer her entire neck to his touch before she thought better of the impulse. There was a soft intake of breath from him as his fingers froze and then lifted from her skin. Disappointment flashed through her before he set his fingertips down on her jaw again and stroked the column of her throat completely once more. He moved away from her for a moment as he continued moving his hand down her body, over her collarbone and down the front of her robe. His breath rasped softly as he fingered one of her hard nipples. She shivered as his finger pressed against 14

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the little nub. Pleasure shot straight down her spine and directly into her clit. It was the most intense arousal she had ever felt. Her heart felt like it might explode inside her chest as it thumped against her ribs.

“Is it fright or pleasure that drew your nipples taut, Fay?” There was a hard demand in his voice. Her eyes fluttered open as she tried to jerk away from his hold, but what felt like a lax embrace was completely solid. She was trapped in his arms without even a few inches of freedom to pull her nipple away from his touch.

“Answer me.” He was ordering her now. His finger rubbed over her nipple a few last times before stopping. He just pressed against the hard point without moving. Her heart beat faster as she craved the motion again. She needed him to move and touch her, not imprison her.

“Pleasure or fright? Child or fully grown? Tell me, Fay, would you like me to bare your nipple and kiss it?”

“You mustn’t…” Her voice startled her. It wasn’t hers. It was husky and full of need. Her memory displayed an image of Janus lifting the trophy female’s bare breasts with his massive hands and sucking at her nipples. The hard points beneath her robe cried out approval as she battled to keep her inappropriate cravings a secret from Janus.

“Why not? Because you’re a child? Your nipples are hard, Fay. That’s the response of a mature female who is ripe for mating.” He moved and his cock was pressing against her belly again. Her clit throbbed approval as he fingered her nipple once more.

“Compliance is not nearly enough, Fay. I demand submission from you.” He kissed her hard once more. His hand captured the back of her head to hold her in place as he licked her lower lip before pressing her jaw open. He thrust his tongue deep into her mouth and stroked hers for one long moment before she was free. He stepped back into the darkness, hidden from her eyes as she braced her hands against the tree behind her to support her sagging body.

“I will follow you home. Dawdle and I will consider it an invitation.”