Pleasure Bound - Complete (18 page)

Without warning his head dipped into the crook of her neck and his hot lips touched her there. It was a tiny butterfly touch that made her breath back up into her lungs.

He nibbled seductively on her ear and her knees melted.

Sweet sunshine! Was this male for real?

“Why the sudden hurry to get me out of here?”

“No hurry,” she whispered and tilted her hips, allowing him to penetrate deeper.

Once again he was as hard as a steel rod deep inside her. So hard and so deliciously hot that her pussy felt as if it were engulfed in a wildfire.

“I guess we can work on a plan later?” she breathed as she curled her arms over his solid shoulders. Her hands feathered through his silky hair to cup the back of his head.

He nodded in agreement and his eyes darkened with steamy need.

His powerful hips began to thrust into her and then his moist mouth seared over her lips, capturing her moans of pleasure.

* * * * *

Ben awoke to Jacey’s soft fingertips smoothing something cool and inviting over his fiery welts. For one endless moment he wished he could spend the rest of his life with her. Wake up next to her every morning. But the idea was fleeting and quickly vanished as reality caved in around him.

He’d been captured and held against his will for several days now. He should be figuring a way out of here, not lying here like some king enjoying this woman’s silky touch or her hot body.

And what a hot body she had. He’d make love to her up against the wall for quite a long time. He couldn’t get enough of this brown-haired goddess. His cock had throbbed with a ferocious hunger of it’s own as she’d clutched him tightly against her. He’d thrust into her, pressing his lips to her curvy mouth, capturing every one of her sweet whimpers.

After they’d both climaxed, they’d climbed onto the narrow cot and he’d fallen into a deep slumber.

He’d slept hard. Too hard.

Anything could have happened. Jacey could have left and he probably would never have seen her again.

At that thought a horrible knot wrenched his gut and he groaned aloud.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered and her warm fingers stopped massaging the cool ointment into his hot flesh.

“It’s not you. You’re doing great. It’s helping.”

“Are you hungry? They brought us food while you slept.”

“The food they have here is nothing compared to mom’s home cooking, but it’ll do in a pinch.”

“Mom? Is he another talking man?”

Ben smiled into the pillow. “No, mom’s a female. She took care of me and all my brothers and sisters when we were little. She did a damn fine job of it too.”

A desperate need to see his mom suddenly gnawed at his insides. He wondered what she’d think of Jacey. Would she like her? Would they get along?

Cripes, he shouldn’t have left her. He should have stayed on Earth with her and dad. Stayed close to them in their old age years. But his two brothers, Joe and Buck, had recruited him for the NASA’s top secret mission to this planet.

Ben blinked back the sudden tears of emotion burning his eyes as he wondered if he’d ever see his parents and siblings again.

What in the heck was wrong with him? He hadn’t so much as groaned when they’d taken the whip to his back. Hadn’t spoken a word to any of these sex-crazed ladies and yet just thinking about his mom…

“We really should try and figure out a way to escape,” Jacey said softly.

Her fingers drew away from his sore back. Then she fiddled with the gold ankle bracelet they’d slapped on him shortly after his capture.

“I heard the guards talk to each other, saying something about never being able to escape as long as that was on my ankle. Said something about the drones not letting me get very far.”

“You were wise to stay put, Ben Hero. The drones are deadly.”

“I’ve tried to unlock the anklet,” Ben said. “But it’s a tough piece of work.”

Despite his words, her warm hands remained at his ankle. Ben twisted his upper body and looked over his shoulder to see what she was doing. Her perfectly shaped mouth was set firm with determination and her large breasts jiggled seductively as she poked some of the ointment into the keyhole of the bracelet.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Breaking you out. I don’t know why I didn’t think of this earlier.”

“I just told you, I’ve—.”

The bracelet suddenly popped open. She lifted it from his ankle and held it up for him to see.

“You were saying?” she asked.

“How the heck?”

“An inventor with our hub designed this model. I know its weakness,” she explained. “The women are always losing their keys to their slaves bracelets, so the inventor designed it to open with some salve in case of a severe emergency. And I think this is a severe emergency.”

Her eyes squinted as she examined the piece of metal. Suddenly her face brightened. “I think I might have an idea of how we can escape.”

“How?”

“Hit the guard over her head, slap this on her ankle and run like hell.”

“Sounds fascinating. But how do we get the guard in here?”

“I can tell you that while you eat.”

She pointed to the tray of food sitting just inside the door on the floor. Suddenly Ben Hero was starving.

* * * * *

“Are you sure you don’t want any food?”

“Not hungry.” Jacey shook her head as she sat beside him on the bed.

“Won’t you be in big trouble if we clobber the guard and I make my escape?” Ben asked as he bit into a juicy apple for dessert.

“You mean when we make our escape?”

Ben blinked in surprise.

Jacey frowned. “I’m just as much a prisoner here as you are, Ben Hero.”

“I don’t understand. I thought you were paying to have me…”

Jacey shook her head and Ben’s stomach dropped as if he were on a runaway elevator. The sweetness of the apple he’d been chewing suddenly turned sour in his mouth.

“No, I’ve been brought here to be impregnated.”

“Impregnated!” Please tell him this was a nightmare!

“Yes.”

A sudden wave of lightheadedness swept over him. Woah, this was not good. He wasn’t ready to be a daddy.

“Why do they want you pregnant?” he squeaked. Wasn’t that the most logical next question?

“To discredit me, of course.”

“Why?” Another logical question?

“Because I’m a Queen and if you were from around here, you’d know why,” she said smugly.

Shoot! He was blowing it big time.

“Queen? You’re a Queen?” he babbled.

“Surely you know why you were fucking me? How a woman gets pregnant?”

He could feel the blood literally draining from his face.

“Did I say something wrong?”

“I just assumed you wanted to be here,” he said.

He hoped she was simply teasing him and that he hadn’t just taken a woman against her will. More than once.

Jacey smiled. It was a pretty smile but of little comfort.

“I enjoyed the sex, Ben Hero. I wouldn’t have traded it for anything in the world, but now’s not the time to discuss this. We should be planning our escape. I don’t want to wait until I’m pregnant before they let me out of here.”

“Um, I hate to tell this, but you might already be pregnant.”

“I’m sure I’m not.”

“That makes two of us.” Ben slumped onto the bed and shoved his hands through his hair in frustration. “If I’d known you were being forced…I would never had touched you.”

“Did I look like I was being forced? I ordered you to fuck me, remember? I must say I don’t believe I’ll ever go back to women.”

Back to women?

Footsteps echoed in the hallway and he let her comment slide.

“Hit me,” Jacey whispered.

“What?”

“Hit me and then I’ll scream. It’ll get the guards attention.”

“I’ve never hit a woman in my life,” Ben hissed.

“Do it.”

“No.”

The stinging blow on his right cheek came out of nowhere. It took him a full second to discover she’d slapped him.

He blinked in shock.

She slapped his face again. Really hard.

Ben grabbed at her wrist and to his surprise, Jacey screamed.

Leaving him no other choice, Ben flew into action.

Yanking Jacey against his chest, he pushed her backwards.

She flopped onto the bed. Her breasts heaved as she landed on the mattress, her legs spread-eagle, her shaved pussy shining up at him in an eager invitation.

Ah man! Any other time and he’d be slamming himself into her again.

Now was not that time.

“He’s trying to kill me!” Jacey shouted and winked at him.

Silently he cursed himself for what he was about to do.

He leaned over and wrapped his hands around her long slender throat.

“Too loose. Tighter,” she whispered.

He had to make it look good, didn’t he? His hands tightened.

He could hear a key jingle in the door lock.

“Help me!” Jacey gurgled.

Damn, she was good. Almost had him believing he was killing her.

He heard the guard’s quick footsteps as she entered the room.

“Now,” Jacey whispered.

Ben let go of her.

Whirling around, he found the female guard who had taken so much pleasure in whipping him this morning, standing not more than two feet away, whip in hand, poised to strike.

“I do hope you don’t intend on using that on me again, because if you are, you’d better be prepared for the consequences.”

The guard’s mouth dropped open in shock. She didn’t so much as move a muscle as Ben reached out and retrieved the whip from the guard’s paralyzed fingers. Jacey quickly clamped the gold bracelet around the guard’s ankle.

And then they both ran. He followed her down the long hallway and out a back door.

Fresh night air slammed into Ben’s face as he picked up speed, heading across the open stretch of meadow. Jacey ran beside him, having no trouble keeping up.

Halfway across the meadow, they heard the guard’s hysterical screech from the open doorway they’d just escaped through. The guard took one step out of the building and a spectacular lime-green flash arrowed out of the dark sky. The flash zeroed in on the guard.

Ben watched helplessly as the green light encircled her. She stiffened for a couple of seconds, her mouth wide open in a silent scream. Then she disintegrated into a puff of lime-green smoke.

“The drones!” Jacey gasped.

“Shit!” Ben mumbled. Shock at what he’d just witnessed spun him into action. Grabbing Jacey’s hand, he yanked her into the seclusion of the nearby forest.

Chapter Four

Fear gripped Jacey as Ben pulled her through the darkness. She wasn’t sure why she was frightened. She’d been in much worse situations than this. Situations more dangerous than witnessing a drone disintegrate someone or merely running naked through the woods from her enemies.

Being a Queen for five years and enduring grueling training for two years prior had taught her the importance of keeping a cool head when chaos reigned.

For years she’d lived by that one rule. But tonight, shards of emotions ripped through her like sharp edges of glass.

Perhaps it was because of the male. Perhaps it was because he held her hand so firmly. So tightly that it appeared as if he wanted to keep her with him forever.

Strangely enough she didn’t want him to let her go. Didn’t want him to simply disappear into the darkness and leave her life forever.

The mere thought of losing him stoked an unreasonable fear inside her mind. Somehow within the past few hours the male slave had gotten to her and Jacey didn’t like the feeling. She didn’t like it one bit.

Behind her, she could hear The Breeders crashing through the brush, their voices shrill with anger. She ducked at the sound of a rifle crack and a bullet slammed into a nearby tree.

Ben held her hand tighter, guiding her through the blackness as if he could see in the dark.

Despite his night vision, branches whipped painfully against tender areas of her and beat mercilessly about her shoulders, breasts, and legs.

By the time Ben slowed their killer pace, her lungs burned and perspiration cooled her tortured body. Relief zipped along her nerve endings as she realized the rifle shots were much farther away. Soon they disappeared altogether, as did the trees.

They were in the open now, their bare feet pounding against rough rocks instead of soft mossy ground.

A niggle of warning ripped through her at the sudden change in terrain and a split second later a brilliant flash of white lightning lit up the entire sky overhead.

Suddenly she knew why The Breeders had stopped chasing them.