King of Spades (10 page)

The rough scrape of his stubble against the already sensitive skin of her back sent sparks flying through her body. “Do you deny me?” he murmured.

All she wanted in this world right now was for Darronn to slide his cock into her, and to take her hard. She shook her head, answering his question, and hoping he understood her answer.

Darronn gave a purr of satisfaction, a deep tiger’s rumble. He straightened behind her and she felt him placing his cock at the entrance to her core. She pressed against him, trying to take him deeper, but he pulled back.

“I am your Master.” He retrieved the strap he’d left lying across her back and swatted her ass with it. “I determine when and how deep I will take you, wench.”

Alexi moaned behind the gag and raised her head, wishing she could scream at him to fuck her already. The blindfold kept her from seeing him, but she could smell and feel everything with such clarity that the sensations were nearly driving her out of her mind. Afraid that he was going to torture her more, and withhold his cock from her, she remained completely still.

“Much better, wench.” He moved his cock back to the opening of her core, and she whimpered behind the gag. “For a serving girl you have misbehaved far too many times.”

Her arms and legs trembled as he gripped her hips and slowly entered her—but then he pulled back until his cock was outside her core again, and this time she almost cried. She was crazy with need for him. Why was he doing this to her?

While she waited for him to torture her more, she breathed in the musky scent of his sweat and testosterone. The calluses on his hands against her hips felt sensual and his warm breath upon her back was like a caress. He moved his cock into the entrance to her pussy, and she prepared for him to tease her again.

But with a fierce growl, he drove his cock balls deep into her core.

Alexi screamed behind her gag. Oh, god but it felt good having him inside her. He was long and thick and hard, and more than anything she’d ever had or even imagined.

“You enjoy this punishment, do you not, wench?” Darronn said as he thrust in and out of her pussy and the wet sounds of their flesh slapping together filled the room. He smacked her ass cheeks again with his palm and then the strap, and she gave a muffled cry of excitement. “It pleases you to be taken by your lord and Master.”

Barely realizing what she was doing, Alexi nodded.
Yes, fuck me, Master. Fuck me!

“Do not climax yet,” Harder and harder he thrust within her core, driving deep, deep, inside her. Alexi’s orgasm built to such a fierce intensity that she was positive she would explode.

His sweat dripped onto her back, and the smell of her pussy juices and his musky smell were making her crazy.

I’m going to come. I can’t hold back any longer.

As if in answer to her thoughts, Darronn roared, “You may climax, wench.”

Her body responded so quickly to his permission that it shocked her. Alexi’s orgasm blazed through her, burning her belly, her arms, her face. She screamed again behind the gag, as her body jerked and bucked against his, the inferno moving through her like it would never end.

Distantly she heard Darronn’s triumphant shout, felt his cock pulsate inside her, and the warm flush of his seed. Her world spun behind her blindfold, and it was like she’d entered a sort of twilight zone. White sparks flying in the darkness, her body like one giant nerve that felt every convulsion of her core, and every throb of his cock.

“A most perfect match,” Darronn was saying when he withdrew from her pussy.

She hardly knew what she was doing when she shook her head, begging that he stay inside her. Part of her realized that the motion should have been to deny his statement that they were a perfect match, but right now she didn’t care. She just wanted him to screw her again.

All of a sudden she was free, like he’d used his magic to free her. He immediately pulled her into his lap and he began untying her gag and her blindfold. His cock was definitely hard against her backside, and she wondered how many rounds of good hard sex a Tarok man could handle.

When she could see again, the early morning sunshine pouring into Darronn’s chambers caused her to blink and shield her eyes. He didn’t give her time to rest. Instead he slipped her off of his lap and pushed her onto the bed so that she was flat on her back, looking up at him as he moved between her thighs. And she was still clenching the spade in her fist.

“Wow,” she said, her mouth feeling strange and rusty after being gagged for so long. “That was unbelievable.”

He gave a sinful smile that she knew would be outlawed in half the U.S. “You have been well punished for your bad behavior, wench.”

She licked her lips. “What if I’m thinking about being real bad again, real soon?”

Darronn’s smile turned positively untamed. “Then you must be punished at once.” And with that he drove into her again.

Chapter Seven

A Tarok week later, Alexi stood on the balcony outside the king’s chamber, enjoying the panoramic view. She drank in the beauty of Darronn’s realm while she waited for him to return to his quarters. Mist rolled off the falls in the waning sunlight, the ever present roar of the falls her only companionship at this moment.

While she watched Darronn’s subjects at work and at play, she grasped the smooth granite wall of the balcony that was only as high as her waist. Often from this vantage point she had seen couples having sex in the forest, or even in the terraced gardens. Heck, sometimes she would see three and four people going at it. No one seemed to care if they were seen screwing away.

Beneath her bare feet the granite flooring was cold and a breeze caressed all the parts of her skin not covered by the leather clothing Darronn had provided. The mountain air was fresh and invigorating, but her nipples were rock hard beneath the straps of leather that crisscrossed her breasts. Her outfit was skimpy, like all the mini dresses he’d given her. No, they didn’t hide a whole lot, but they sure made her feel sexy as hell.

This past week after her first fabulous fuck with Darronn had flown by incredibly fast. Their days were longer in this world, so she’d actually been in Spades for approximately a week and a half in Earth time, yet it often seemed as if she’d just arrived. She’d been there long enough that Darronn no longer sported a black eye.

It was strange how comfortable she felt in this alien world, and how much she’d come to enjoy every minute she spent with Darronn. But at the same time she desperately missed her Aunt Awai and Cousin Annie, and hell she missed her work, her office, and her secretary Angie. What were they doing now? How were they handling her disappearance? God, she hated the thought of making her friends, family and co-workers worry by just up and vanishing…like Alice had.

Alexi swallowed, but the lump inside her throat was about the size of a cannonball as she thought about her twin. She had missed Alice for so long. The ache in her heart would never go away until she found her.

Damn it. I’ve got to escape and get back to San Francisco, and find Alice!

With a sigh she moved to the wooden trellis and breathed in the rich scent of the purple ravenwood blooms. Their sweet perfume was soothing in the clear spring air, but their countless thorns were a reminder that things weren’t always what they seemed. Beautiful and peaceful, yet a real bitch if you got too close.

Careful not to prick herself on a thorn, Alexi plucked a bloom and brought it to her nose and inhaled. It had a thick perfume that reminded her of jasmine. Almost too strong, but she liked it.

In many ways it was hard to believe she was a captive because she was enjoying herself too damn much. Darronn certainly kept her well fed and well pleasured. He had shared with her little of himself, though. She knew that he had three brothers, a niece and nephew, and a sister-in-law, and that his parents had passed away around twenty Tarok years ago. But other than that, he didn’t say a whole lot about himself.

Often he did take her
jul-
back riding and hiking through the forest, and on picnics beside the waterfall. She wanted to keep in shape, and the hiking had been great exercise. Her lips curved into a grin. Talking about great exercise…they’d had sex here and there and everywhere they’d gone. Damn, but that man’s appetite matched hers perfectly. He was insatiable.

But Darronn also kept her mostly to himself. She’d gotten to know the servant Kira and the sorceress Kalina a bit, but Darronn rarely left her with the women for long. Not to mention that he rarely left her alone, and when he did he locked her in tight. At night when he went hunting, he not only locked the double doors leading from his room into the rest of the château, but also the balcony doors.

Why did he bother locking those? It was so damn high… Alexi frowned as she took a better look at the trellis and touched the hard wood between a cluster of blooms and the thorny vine. Yeah, it would be easy to climb down it, if you didn’t mind a few hundred scratches…but where would she go if she did escape?

The dreams.

Alexi set the ravenwood bloom on the low granite wall and it immediately was swept off the balcony by the wind. It swirled and twisted through the air, just like the memory of her nightly visions. Well, at least that’s what they seemed like. She’d never had recurring dreams before, but ever since arriving she’d dreamt that she was in the meadow and the mirror had been there, waiting for her.

Could it possibly be?

She ran her finger over another ravenwood petal. As she withdrew her hand, a thorn pricked her finger. “Damn it,” she muttered as she backed away.

And smacked into a solid wall of muscle.

She started to turn around, but Darronn grasped her shoulders and murmured, “Let me see your finger, firecat.”

Alexi shivered at his low and vibrant tone and raised the finger where a single drop of blood had collected like a red tear. Darronn leaned over her shoulder as he grasped her wrist below her gold bracelet. He brought her finger to his mouth and gently licked the blood away then sucked on her finger.

A moan slipped from Alexi’s throat before she could stop it.

“Every part of you tastes as honeyed as the nectar of ravenwood blooms,” he whispered by her ear as he pushed her auburn hair over her shoulder.

“You’re definitely one hell of a sweet talker, your Highness,” Alexi replied.

Darronn gave a soft laugh and in the next moment he wrapped one arm around her middle. He placed his free hand at her nape and gently pushed, forcing her to bend over at her waist and putting her off balance. It was a dominant move that placed her completely at his mercy, helpless to do anything.

And it turned her on more than she wanted to admit.

“Hold on to the wall,” he said in a low, sensual tone.

Alexi reached out and grabbed the smooth wall as she stared out at his realm. “What if someone sees us?” The thought of being watched as Darronn fucked her was both unnerving and exciting all at once.

“They will see naught but my hips thrusting against yours, and know only that I claim you.”

Quivering with excitement, Alexi gave in to the desire that now set her entire body on fire and caused her juices to flow. She gripped the low wall tighter and widened her stance. “What will you do to me, Master?”

“I wish to see your lovely ass.” Darronn removed his arm from around her waist then pushed the skirt of her dress up over her hips. Alexi bit her lip to keep from moaning as he caressed her buttocks. “You have been a well behaved wench of late.”

He still kept his hand on the back of her neck, keeping her from rising up. She could see the gardeners at work. A man and woman were screwing in the swing that hung from the massive blue feathery leafed
ch’tok
tree in one corner of the tiered gardens. “Will you reward me, Master?” she asked, hoping to hell he would and soon.

“Your skin is pale and beautiful, like a starflower bloom.” Darronn stopped caressing her ass. Her heart beat faster as she heard the soft sound of leather lacings being undone and then felt the tip of his cock pressed to her core. “What would you like as your reward, firecat?”

Alexi tried to push back against his cock, but his grip on her neck kept her from moving. “I want you to fuck me, Master.”

“Suitable compensation for such a lusty wench.” He moved his cock just a fraction inside her pussy and stopped. “What else would you enjoy?”

She didn’t hesitate. “To have you pinching one of my nipples while I play with the other one.”

“Very good.” Darronn kept the one hand at her neck but brought his other to one of her breasts and yanked down on the thin strap. “Fondle your other nipple if you wish for me to take you now.”

“Yes, Master.” Alexi held onto the balcony wall with one hand and used her other to free her breast. She pulled and tugged on the nipple while Darronn attended to the opposite one.

When Darronn drove into her core, she gasped and stopped touching herself as she became lost in the sensation of having his cock inside her.

“Play with your breast, wench, or I shall stop.”

Immediately Alexi fondled her nipple while he tugged at her other one and fucked her. Damn but the sensations were so incredible, so unbelievable. She moaned as she watched the servants go about their work, watched people strolling in the gardens, and then again turned her gaze toward the couple screwing in the garden swing. If anyone noticed her and Darronn going at it, they sure weren’t making it obvious.

Just as she was close to coming, Darronn stopped and she almost screamed. “You are far too loud, wench,” he murmured as he released her neck just long enough to gag her with a silk cloth.

Alexi was glad he had, because she’d been close to screaming and she wasn’t sure she wanted everyone to look up at the balcony and see her and Darronn.

He placed one hand on her neck again, the other at her breast and began fucking her with slow, methodical strokes.