Take Me (15 page)

Even
his
cock stirred to life as she was brought to the center of the room.

“Identify yourself,” Franklin murmured quietly.

The woman said nothing, just ran her gaze brazenly over all three of them.

Hmm
. Franklin tilted his head and stroked his thumb over his chin. Interesting. Obviously she knew nothing about how women were to behave on Zortou. She would not have dared meet their gaze with such disrespect, but would have kept hers lowered as she showed her submissiveness.

And the way she was dressed? Her dress was far too revealing. It came above her knees and hung from thin straps at her shoulders. The fabric was a pale white and her dark nipples showed through. He lowered his gaze. The shadow of black curls was visible between her thighs.

His mouth curled downward. How barbaric. Women on Zortou were to have hairless cunts.

“You realize you are gaining our hostilities by not answering,” Ramirez said sharply. “Identify yourself.”

The woman pulled her arm free from the guard and offered a disdainful smile.

“My name is Ines. I am a soldier on the planet of Belton.”

Franklin's fists clenched and he took a slow breath in. Very interesting. A woman soldier from the planet they were about to attack, standing here in the Council's headquarters.

Victor and Ramirez stood up from their desk, the apprehension on their faces obvious as they approached her.

“What brings you to our planet, Ines?” Victor rasped.

She sauntered around the room, her hips swinging. Franklin's cock hardened further and his gaze dropped to the curve of her ass.

“It depends, gentlemen. I believe I may have some information that could benefit you.”

Did she know about the planned attack? No. That would make little sense. If Belton suspected that their planet was in danger, they would not have sent a woman to make negotiations.

Tired of her vague responses, Franklin crossed the room and gripped her arm.

“And what information is that, madam?”

Her eyebrow lifted and her lips twitched. “You're quite aggressive with a woman who has no obligation to tell you anything.”

Franklin gave a soft laugh. “You have yet to see my aggression. And I would be real careful, madam, or you might find out just what kind of obligations women hold on our planet.”

“Easy now,” Victor broke in. “We are not known for our lack of manners.”

Franklin glanced at the other two men. Despite Victor's words of peace, both men leered at Ines as if she were the only food on a planet of starving men.

Ines glanced down at her arm and then back at Franklin.

“You have a strong grip, Mr. Councilman. I do love a powerful man.”

Franklin growled and tightened his grip. “Share your information now or you—”

“Relax.” She placed her finger against his mouth and smiled. “I will talk.”

Some of the tension eased from Franklin's shoulders. “Why are you here?”

“To inform you that at this very moment Belton is making plans for a preemptive strike on Zortou.”

“Fuck!”
Victor's curse echoed in the chambers. “How did they find out?”

Franklin watched the amusement flicker across the woman's face. She was enjoying this. The power she wielded over them at this moment. Would she be so amused when they took turns fucking her shortly?

“You really should be careful of whom you let infiltrate the Council's walls,” she murmured and looked directly up at Franklin.

“Whom do you refer to?” Though he asked the question, his blood began to pump faster. He knew who it would be before she even answered. It all added up now.

“Did it never occur to you not to trust him? Why would an oil tycoon want to invest an extraordinary amount of money for something that benefits him in no way?”

“Alan Worthington?” Ramirez choked. “Gods. He is not an oil tycoon, is he?”

“No, sir, he is not.” She gave Ramirez a look that clearly said she thought him an idiot. “Nor is his name Alan Worthington. It is Ryder Jacobs. He is a colonel in the Belton planetary army.”

“It is far worse than we thought,” Ramirez muttered.

“Indeed it is.” She smirked and glanced away. “Your Rosabelle seems quite fond of Belton, though.”

“Natalia?” Ramirez demanded. “She is on Belton?”

Of course she was
. Franklin's jaw clenched. Already he could see her in his mind; her voluptuous curves, those pale blue eyes that would flicker with fear any time he spent time alone with her.

His cock strained against his trousers, his erection full and aching now.

“Yes, she is on Belton.” Her glance turned back to Franklin, as if she knew his weakness for Natalia. “And she is quite enjoying her time in Ryder's bed.”

White rage filled his head, made everything hazy. His grip on her arm became crushing, and Ines cried out, falling to the ground.

“Gods, Franklin, have you gone mad?” Victor strode across the room and removed Ines from his grasp. “You nearly broke her arm.” He stroked her arm, the tips of his fingers brushing her breast.

“And I do not apologize for it,” he muttered and strode to the window, staring outside without seeing.

“Are you all right, my dear?” Victor asked, his voice soothing.

Franklin scowled and ignored any response she may have made. Natalia was enjoying another man's touch? The whore would pay. Gods, if it was the last thing he did, he would see to it that she suffered.

“Why have you come here today?” Ramirez rasped. “Freely giving us information that could cost you your life.”

Franklin turned to look at her again, curious as well to hear her response. Gods, he hated the bitch. The malicious pleasure in those dull brown eyes.

“I have come here today to form an alliance,” she admitted. “Between myself and your planet.”

“Why?” Franklin asked sharply. “I trust no one anymore, especially a woman from Belton. You will likely not leave this planet alive.”

“I will leave alive.” Her confidence was bold. “And you will freely let me go.”

“We shall see about that.”

“The reason I have brought this information is quite simple.” She moved to the couch in the center and sat down. Her dress moved up past her knees, showing a good expanse of her thighs. “I hate Ryder Jacobs. I want him dead.”

Franklin tilted his head. The woman might hate him now, but it was quite obvious she had at one time loved him. Could it be so simple? Was she simply a woman scorned bent upon revenge?

“There must be more to it. Surely you would not risk your life over the matter of hating someone,” Victor murmured, sitting down next to her on the couch and laying a hand on her thigh.

She did not remove Victor's hand, Franklin noted, and pursed his lips. If anything, the woman seemed excited that she was being paid attention to in a sexual manner.

He watched as she parted her legs just slightly. He brought his gaze up to her face and found her watching him.

“You want him dead?” Victor's hand curved between her thighs, sliding up slowly. “We have that in common, my dear. I would prefer to see him die quite painfully for what he has done to us.”

“He took your Rosabelle.” She leaned farther back on the couch, opening her thighs wider; her mocking eyes still locked on Franklin. “And has been making quick use of her abilities as a whore.”

Victor's hand disappeared underneath her dress and from the way Ines inhaled sharply, Franklin had no doubt Victor was rubbing her pussy.

“Is that why you have come here today?” Franklin stepped toward the middle of the room. His cock throbbed beneath his pants. “To offer yourself as our replacement whore?”

I
nes held his gaze, her breathing grew heavier. “I am no whore, but if this proves my newfound loyalty to you, then so be it.”

“It certainly could not hurt to prove your loyalty.” Victor's voice grew hoarse as he leaned forward, his fingers disappearing deep between her legs. “You certainly are quite wet, dear.”

“Take off her dress.” Ramirez's voice drifted from the corner, where he stood stroking himself through his trousers. “I want to see her naked and submissive.”

Franklin closed the last few steps between them and gripped the neckline of her dress between two hands. With a grunt, he ripped the fabric straight down the middle. The dress fell to the sides, exposing her breasts and the mass of curls between her legs.

“I think I shall enjoy breaking you in, Ines.” Victor groaned and leaned down to fasten his mouth around her nipple. Her moan echoed in the room.

Breaking her in? Franklin's mouth twisted with disdain. Just breaking her would be fun. He unfastened the fly of his pants and pulled his cock free.

Her eyes, glazed with pleasure, widened. He leaned over her, and before she could protest, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her mouth down onto his cock.

“Suck me,” he ordered, thrusting deep into her mouth and touching the back of her throat.

She made a small shocked sound, but he ignored it and focused on the sweetness of having a woman's mouth on his cock again. It wasn't Natalia, but if he closed his eyes he could imagine it was. A mouth was a mouth, and a hole was a hole.

He thrust deeper, his fingers tightening in her hair. The woman loved it; her excited little moans proved it.

“Ramirez, you must enjoy our guest,” Victor called out as he slid down Ines's body, kneeling on the floor in front of her and pushing her knees apart.

Ramirez approached slowly and sat down on the couch, both hands reaching out to fondle her breasts.

“I am not used to a woman's pelt. We do not allow a Rosabelle to have any hair on her body. But your pelt is soft,” Victor murmured, pulling on the curls between Ines's legs. “Let us see how a cunt from Belton tastes, shall we?”

Franklin thrust his cock in and out, fucking Ines's mouth while watching as Victor's tongue lapped at her engorged pussy lips.

“Mmm.” Victor made a noise of approval and ground his face into her sex, his tongue disappearing inside her.

Ramirez unfastened his trousers and pulled his cock free. Grabbing her hand, he forced Ines to stroke it.

She did not seem to mind anything that was happening to her. She seemed to respond to Victor's mouth on her cunt, gasping and sighing. Her hand pumped up and down Ramirez's shaft, while she sucked and licked on Franklin's cock.

“Let us all fuck her at once. I am sure she will be accommodating.” Franklin suggested, his lips curling, watching her eyes widen.

Victor sighed and stood up. “All right, but I would like to continue with the tasting of her cunt at a later time.”

Franklin pulled his cock free from her mouth, gripping it and running it down her cheek.

“Ramirez, you lie down on the couch and have her sit atop you and ride you that way.”

Ramirez hurriedly lay down and Ines hesitated briefly before climbing on to his lap. She sank down onto his cock and gasped.

“Ines, place your hands on the arm of the couch and lean forward,” Franklin ordered.

She obeyed, gripping the couch and leaning forward so her ass lifted higher into the air.

Franklin knelt behind her on the couch, watching as Ramirez's cock moved in and out of her hole, slick and shiny with her juices.

He glanced at Victor and nodded. “She will take you with her mouth.”

Victor moved to stand beside the couch, pulling his cock free. Ines groaned and leaned over a bit, opening her mouth and taking him deep.

“I want her ass,” Franklin muttered and ran his hand over one soft cheek. He moved his fingers over the crack and then pushed two fingers inside her.

She whimpered, sounding more afraid this time as her muscles clenched around his digits. He added another finger and smiled, beginning to stroke his cock again. He was going to enjoy this.

The few times he had fucked a woman in the ass, he had always been gentleman enough to use spit as a lubricant. But fucking this bitch dry would be a pleasure—for him at least, not likely for her.

He worked his fingers in and out of her for another minute before removing them. Gripping his cock, he moved it over the tiny hole.

He pressed forward, spurred on by her increased moans. He slid past the first ring in her ass. Without lubrication she was tight and hot.

“Do you like having your ass fucked, whore?” He jerked on her hair and pushed in past the second ring.

She did not answer, just whimpered and kept rocking back and forth on Ramirez's cock.

“Gods,” Ramirez sat up a bit to flick his tongue over her nipple. “She must like it. Her cunt has grown wetter.”

Interesting. The woman enjoyed pain. Well, then
. Franklin gripped her hips and plunged to the hilt. Her loud cry was muffled around Victor's cock.

Franklin moved slow at first. He closed his eyes as he imagined it was Natalia he was fucking. Unlike this whore, Natalia hated having her ass fucked. Those pretty blue eyes would fill with tears, even as she would lift her ass toward him in submission.

He picked up the pace, fucking her harder and feeling the pressure of Ramirez's cock through the thin wall.

This was not something they had ever done. Had not thought Natalia emotionally or physically strong enough to handle it.

But Ines was a sturdier woman, thicker and obviously used to an aggressive lover.

His fingers dug into her ass cheeks and he moved harder inside her. She cried out and he glanced up to see her head thrown back, Victor's cock momentarily set free as she appeared to have an orgasm.

Victor made a grunt of protest and grabbed her head, forcing her attention back to his cock.

Ramirez groaned long and loud, then went still, obviously having spent his load himself.

Victor came a moment later with a cry. Franklin watched Ines's throat work as she swallowed his cum.

Grinding his teeth together, his sac tightening, Franklin came a second later inside her. Again and again, until his cock was drained and his mind empty.

He pulled out of her and stood, pulling up his trousers.

“Have I proved that I am loyal?” Ines asked, sprawled out on the couch, a contented smile on her face.

“No.” Franklin tucked his cock back inside his pants and fastened them. “You have proved you will let yourself be fucked by three men.”

He smiled, enjoying the flash of shock that raced across her face.

“Franklin,” Victor warned and cleared his throat. “Though we are more inclined to trust you now, dear. We will arrange a room for you to stay in—”

“I cannot stay.” She shook her head and stood up. “It would draw suspicion from the army on Belton. We must decide a course of action tonight and then I will leave.”

“What course of action did you have in mind?” Ramirez turned away from the counter where he was pouring himself some water.

“I will give you the details of when they are planning their preemptive attack. I will give you any information you desire about our military and our resources.”

“And the emperor?”

“The emperor?” she raised an eyebrow and turned her gaze to each of them. “Do you intend to kill him?”

“Yes.” Franklin saw no reason to lie. Besides, he still was not convinced she would leave this building alive tonight.

“I see.” She seemed to consider it for a moment and then shrugged. “It does not matter. He was too soft in my opinion anyway.”

“And what do you want in return from us?” Victor asked.

Franklin narrowed his eyes. This conversation was reminiscent of the one they'd had with Alan Worthington. But unlike Alan Worthington, his gut was beginning to trust Ines. She was dirty and vengeful, and in a way not so unlike himself.

“I want to be the envy of every woman in the universe. I want to be the lover of the most influential men.” She toyed with a strand of hair, moving her gaze around the room again. “The lover to the Governing Council of Zortou.”

“We have a Rosabelle, we do not need another,” Franklin said harshly.

“You will not want her now. That I can promise you. And I do believe she would rather die than come back to you.” Her mouth twisted. “Though, having experienced you three, I think she is a bit of a fool.”

Ramirez and Victor laughed, beaming like schoolboys. Franklin shook his head in disgust.
How easily they could be swayed by a woman willing to play their whore
.

Yes. He would agree to her terms, but she would not live long enough to enjoy them. She would be terminated along with the other two men when the time came.

“We will discuss this further tonight.” Franklin pursed his lips. “For now, I will escort her to Dane so that he may bathe her.”

Victor and Ramirez, obviously relaxed and satisfied with the turn of events, both nodded and went back to their desks.

“Come, Ines. Let us walk together.” Franklin led her out the door of the chambers. “How long has Natalia known this colonel from Belton?”

Her gaze turned knowing and her mouth tightened. “So the whore has you enchanted as well, does she?”

“Your lack of respect will gain you painful punishments, Ines,” he warned, irritation pricking him again. “Submission is a requirement when you are in our presence.”

“Mmm.” She gave a small laugh. “I have no problem being submissive, sir. And as you may have noticed, I also enjoy pain.” She paused. “Though I would be hesitant to think your Rosabelle did.”

“She did not,” he muttered. “Though she will receive a fair amount upon our reunion.”

Ines stopped and turned to face him. “If I arrange a meeting between you both it will be your last. For me to agree to this deal, I must be the only woman for the Council.”

Franklin smiled without amusement. The lie flowed easily from his lips. “Of course. I just wish my face to be the last thing she sees before her death.”

Ines watched him a second longer and then nodded. “It will be done.”

“Good. Come, we must not linger. I will introduce you to Dane for your bathing.”