Pleasure Bound - Complete (15 page)

His eyes were slumberous, unfocused as he watched her.

He’d slipped into his own world of sexual bliss and within moments she slipped into the same world. Waves of explosions twisted her body. Explosions that send her spiraling into the world of love, erotic convulsions and blazing desire. A world she wished she could stay in forever.

The End

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A HERO ESCAPES

Pleasure Bound Book Two

Published by Spunky Girl Publishing

Copyright 2014 by Jan Springer

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Cover Art by Ebook Cover Designs by Carey

Edited by Amelia S. Black

Second Edition

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This is a work of fiction. Characters, places, settings and events presented in this book are purely of the author’s imagination and bear no resemblance to any actual person, living or dead or to any actual events, places and/or settings.

Chapter One

On the planet Paradise…

Frustration screamed through Queen Jacey, making her yank hard at the velvet bonds securing her up-stretched arms and spread-eagled legs.

Nothing budged.

She might as well relax. No use in wasting her energy. She’d need all of it when the time came to endure whatever form of torture her enemies, The Breeders, had planned for her.

At the sound of footsteps a whisper of uneasiness tingled up her spine.

There were two sets of footsteps.

Okay, two against one. She could handle it. She was a Queen after all, trained to resist torture. Swallowing the lump of fear clogging her throat, she braced herself against her restraints and kept her eyes glued to the door of the tiny stall they’d brought her to.

Suddenly the door swung open and a male was quickly shoved inside. Not just any male, but a tall, dark-brown-haired male. And he was totally naked!

Stormy brown eyes ringed with thick black lashes snapped with desire the instant he saw her. His delicious-looking lips curved upward into an appreciative smile making Jacey’s breath back up in her lungs. He had an exquisite masculine face with a straight nose, strong jut to his jawline, and a square chin.

He possessed a sensual neck, broad shoulders and a muscular chest, a taut belly and…

Every nerve ending inside her sparked as she drew her gaze to the rock-hard looking balls and the massive eight-inch cock stabbing out at her from between his powerful legs.

Goddess of Freedom
!

The male looked so tasty she couldn’t wait to wrap her mouth around his thick pulsing rod or kiss his tan nipples.

She blinked in shock. What in the world was she thinking? She couldn’t allow herself to be fucked by a male. She had to speak with The Breeders about this. Needed to remind them that queens did not mate with males.

It was unheard of. Scandalous. Illegal.

Absolutely delicious
.

Her enemies were about to give her something she’d dreamed about for as long as she could remember.

Why deny myself a taste of my deepest fantasies
?
My darkest desires
?

“Go fuck her, Slave!” A female guard cackled from the open doorway.

The sharp sound of a whip cracked against his flesh and the male winced with pain.

Jacey didn’t miss the ugly red whip welts peeking over his massive shoulders and a sliver of sympathy shot through her at the thought of what he must have endured at the hands of The Breeders, who were famous for beating their slaves into submission.

Behind him, the door slammed shut with such a fierce bang, Jacey jumped against her silky restraints.

Her movement snapped him out of his trance.

Muscles rippled everywhere on his well-formed body as he took a step toward her.

She shivered with both want and fear as her gaze was once again magically drawn to his shaft.

It was the thickest, longest, most impressive looking cock she’d ever seen in her life.

And it was pierced! How interesting.

She’d never seen a pierced shaft before.

A gold ring adorned the opening at the tip of his heavily veined cock. He’d also been favored with an impressive barbell-shaped piece of heavy metal, pierced horizontally through the thick purpled head.

The jewelry fascinated Jacey and she couldn’t wait to run her hands up and down his remarkable length and to touch those rock-hard balls that swayed proudly as he walked.

When he stopped at the foot of her bed and looked down at her, she was surprised to see he wasn’t staring between her legs anymore, but at her face.

And directly into her eyes.

He possessed the brightest, brownest eyes she’d ever seen and he studied her as if she were some sort of wonderful prize he’d won.

Excitement roared through her like a wildfire.

She wondered what he was thinking.

Did he like what he saw? Did he like the fact her breasts were larger than most women’s? Did he like the way her two clit rings were arranged to visually arouse? Did he notice how wet she was getting for him?

The way his gaze devoured her body made her grow so hot for him, she couldn’t believe a male could make her feel so horny just by him looking at her.

And there was something different in this male’s heated gaze. He didn’t look at her as other slaves did.

He didn’t appear submissive, frightened, or shy.

This one seemed bold.

Layers of emotions swirled in those stormy brown depths.

Anger. Hatred. Confusion.

Desire.

The tips of his full mouth tilted even higher into an amazing grin that made sexual energy crackle deep inside her. If she wasn’t mistaken, his seductive smile was assuring her that his large cock would give her all the pleasures she’d ever craved.

But she must be wrong.

Males couldn’t communicate. They were uneducated brutes. Good for only a handful of things.

Including what he was about to do to her.

A fluttery feeling she rather liked floated through her belly at the thought she was about to be fucked by a magnificent male.

She’d always wondered how it would be like to lie with one. Always wondered why she’d been stupid enough to accept Queen status, thus allowing her to have sex only with women.

Impatience urged her to whisper, “Come closer, slave.”

Although males weren’t educated, she was sure he’d been taught the basics of slave language and the meaning of ‘come closer’.

She wasn’t mistaken.

When he stepped forward and leaned his knees onto the mattress to peer at her now drenched pussy, her heart crashed against her chest like a battering ram.

Sweet sunshine!

His lust-filled eyes devoured her as if she were a feast to be dined on! And his spicy masculine scent washed through her lungs in powerful waves.

She loved the smell of him.

Raw. Powerful. Dangerous. Intoxicating.

She wondered where they’d found this male. Wondered if there were more like him.

He leaned forward and his hot male fingers seductively brushed the outer slopes of her breasts. Heated fingers slid into her nipple rings, pulling her nipples until they were aching. Hot hands kneaded her tender breasts, quickly bringing sensual pleasures crackling to life.

Then he stopped.

She twisted wildly against her restraints as masculine hands shimmered up the insides of her thighs leaving a scorching trail of need. A moment later a calloused thumb stroked her tender clit, making the blood pound through her veins and searing pleasure slam into her pussy.

The hot thumb slid erotically against the sensitive bundle of nerves until her breath grew raspy and a wild pleasure she’d never known mounted with lightning speed deep inside.

The beautiful sensations snowballed and she couldn’t stop the moans of arousal from escaping her mouth. Before she could climax, his invading thumb stopped.

Jacey’s eyes popped open with frustration.

The male grinned wickedly at her. His heated gaze shone dark with a savage desire and sexual promise. His gaze dropped to her mouth and she could almost feel him caressing her lips.

She bolted when one and then two hot thick fingers slid inside her vagina. Sucking sounds rose from her pussy as his long fingers dipped in and out of her in a sensual motion.

Within seconds an inferno claimed her, forcing Jacey to close her eyes and moan shamelessly as the intense pleasure between her legs screamed for satisfaction.

She wanted to plead with him. Beg him to satisfy the burning lust he so magically created. A lust that was fast becoming so powerful she feared she just might lose her mind in the obscene pleasure.

But she couldn’t say anything. Couldn’t give The Breeders the satisfaction that their slave was reducing her to a torrid bundle of need.

Oh Goddess of Freedom
! She shouldn’t be feeling this way. Shouldn’t be whimpering like a helpless sex slave beneath his wonderful touch. Shouldn’t be craving this male to thrust his thick rod deep inside her. But wasn’t that why she’d left the security of her own village in the first place?

Without warning, the male’s fingers and thumb stilled. Through heavy-lidded eyes she found the slave once again gazing down at her quivering pussy.

Hesitation brewed in those brown depths.

At this point she’d do anything to keep him touching her with those magical hands.

“I’m not afraid of you, slave,” she taunted.

Something flashed in his eyes, something similar to puzzlement. She wasn’t sure. And she really didn’t care anymore. She just wanted satisfaction from his sweet sexual torture.

“Fuck me, slave,” she begged, not caring about the consequences of having this male’s thick flesh penetrate her and bury itself deep into her very core.

“Please, fuck me.”

His eyes darkened deliciously at her words.

With stunned fascination she watched him lower his aroused body between her widespread legs.

She could feel the heated length of his heavy rod drape against her pussy opening. To her disappointment he didn’t enter her. His rock hard chest crushed her swollen breasts. The impact of the rest of his male flesh upon her body made flames of arousal lick every inch of wherever he touched.

His warm breath caressed her face with feather-like touches and within a second his hot lips clamped hard over her mouth.

He wasted no time with pleasantries as he roughly bit the bottom curve of her mouth until she opened to him. His tongue shot through the opening quickly, clashing with hers in such a brutal violence, searing vibrations threatened to consume her.

Through the haze of sensations assaulting her, Jacey bucked as his heavy swollen member stabbed at the entrance of her wet pussy.

Fear of the unknown brewed in her mind. His warm mouth grew more demanding, drawing her attention away from those growing fears, back to the tidal wave of want screaming throughout her.

This was the first time in her entire life she’d felt so alive. So excited. So aroused.

Hot hands settled upon her hips and he held her tightly in place.

She gasped as his pulsing member slowly penetrated her slick channel like a heated piece of metal. His thickness stretched her vaginal muscles to unbelievable proportions and his hard flesh frayed wonderfully against her clit rings.

Metal hardware rubbed erotically against the inside of her vagina, scraping against sensitive places that had always craved for further attention after her female lovers were finished fucking her. Places that had never been satisfied with a double-ended dildo.

His strong hands held her hips and he prevented her from moving. Prevented her from thrusting her hips upward in an effort to accept his massive length all at once.

He penetrated two inches, perhaps three and instead of plunging his cock into her as she craved he would do, the male slowly withdrew his thick rod and grinned wickedly down at her.