Pleasure Cruise (19 page)

“Hey, I told you back in the store what was going on here,” Kira yelled. Clare only heard about half of what she said. “The mess-up isn’t my fault. This cruise is a matchmaking…
whatever
… set up by the elders so that supernatural creatures wouldn’t have to spend eternity alone. So you were meant to be with Dominik.”

“Right!” Clare yelled. “The supernatural elders wanted me to get it on with a lycan because he was horny. You fucked up and you just don’t want to admit it.”

“That’s not what I said—” Kira began. Something large smacked against the door, followed closely by the distinct sound of oozing. “Hey, could you just yell at me later, Clare? We can’t all be perfect with the paperwork like you. Right now, let’s just figure out how to get out of here.”

“The window,” Clare said, running for it. They pushed it open. “Look, there’s a deck down below. I think I can lower myself down.”

Clare climbed through with Kira’s help, intent on reaching the deck. Just as she had her mini-skirted ass dangling over the edge, she heard a masculine moan. “Oh, my gawd. Kira? What is it? Quick, look!”

Kira leaned over her back. “It’s that creepy porter. I think he wants to catch you and his mouth is open.”

“Ah, oh my gawd, pull me up! Pull me up! Pull me up now!” Clare demanded, kicking and screaming in horror.

“Why is he smiling like that?” Kira tried to yank her friend back into the bathroom.

Clare gasped. “Because I don’t have on underwear, remember?”

The porter looked disappointed as Clare was dragged back inside. Kira looked as if she wanted to laugh, but Clare was thankful she had the good sense not to. Their situation was too dire.

“That won’t work.” Clare tried to catch her breath. “Any other suggestions?”

“What does the brochure say?” Kira looked wary as she eyed the bathroom door. “What do you think they’ll do to us if they get in?”

“I told you, I don’t even know what
they
are.” Clare flipped frantically through the brochure and stopped. “Didn’t you listen to anything at orientation?”

“No, I was… distracted,” Kira had the good grace to blush. She came to sit by Clare, reading over her shoulder. “You?”

“No, I was being fought over by two lycans.”

“Good thing the right lycan won.”

“Yeah,” Clare grinned, looking completely girly. “I really like him. He’s… sweet, but not sweet. Do you know what I mean?”

“I understand completely.” Kira looked around and laughed. “Hey, look at the tub. At least they’re not cherubs.”

Clare glance over, laughing slightly to see horrific snakelike creatures wrapping around the faucet. “Mm, that’s much more romantic. Although I do prefer serpents to little flying babies.”

“Yeah, Dominik’s serpent,” Kira teased. Suddenly, the doorknob rattled and a loud knocking sounded. Kira jumped and began digging through her purse, looking for a weapon. Pulling out her Super-Stimulator 9000, she wielded it like a sword.

Clare looked at her friend and fought hard to hold in her laughter. Now wasn’t the time for it. No, now they needed to make a break for it. Clare nodded and took a step toward the door. She shoved the towel cabinet out of the way and flipped the lock. Kira moved in close by her side. The knob twisted and the door burst open.

In a flash, Kira struck, coming in direct contact with her target. Clare screamed and kicked, attempting to hit anything.

“Ouch! Stop that!” Dominik yelled.

Clare stopped in mid-kick and lost her balance. Dominik’s strong arms wrapped around her and kept her from cracking her head on the marble tub. She looked up into his eyes and relief washed over her. Clutching to his neck, she sprinkled grateful kisses along his cheek.

“
Mm
, this is much better than being flogged by a vibrator. Although the thought of flogging you with is piquing my interest.” He laughed lightly. Clare pulled back, knowing her cheeks had to be bright red. His grin widened, confirming it.

“Kira?” Braden asked, panicked, as he barged through the door, gathering Kira into his arms. He held her close before inspecting her for injury. “I woke and you weren’t there. I felt your fear. Please don’t ever wander off on the boat again without telling me where you’re going. I would not survive if anything happened to you.”

Clare glanced at her friend and couldn’t help but smile when she saw the look of love on her face. Feeling faint, she let Dominik lift her into his arms. Without a backward glance, he carried her from the bathroom.

Kira wrapped her arms tightly around Braden as he carried her into their cabin. Her shopping bags hit along his back in even thumps. He’d barely spoken a word since he’d found her huddled in the bathroom with Clare. He had lectured her about the folly of scaring him, then snatched her up and stormed off with her. The strange creatures were nowhere to be seen. Kira grinned, hugging tighter to her big, strong man.

It felt good to be in his protective arms, knowing that she was desired. He lifted her higher and put her face closer to his. His blue eyes swirled with a dangerous fire that left her shivering. Weakly, she gasped, “Braden?”

“Never wander off like that again.” His tone was stern.

“You already said that.”

“Well, it is good to know that you were listening to me. Do I have your word that you’ll not do that again—
ever
?”

“I didn’t… I mean, we didn’t. We came straight back to our room, only it wasn’t our room anymore.” Kira hugged herself tight against him, trembling against his hold. Braden lowered her to the cabin floor.

“Didn’t you hear the horn?” Braden frowned. His eyes still glittered with his emotions and she realized he was scared.

“What horn?”

“Signifying the boat change,” Braden sighed in exasperation.

“Is that what that was?” Kira ran her hands over his body, letting them glide aimlessly. “I didn’t know. I just thought it was some time to change the deck hands sort of thing.”

“Didn’t you listen at orientation?” A small smile came to his pale features.

“No,” she admitted. “I was thinking of other things.”

A manly brow lifted ever so slightly. “Like what?”

“Like what I wanted to do to you.” She slowly stripped off her clothes. Her dress slid from her shoulders, baring the leather corset she’d kept on when shopping with Clare. Her breasts were bare, jutting above the black leather in wicked invitation. As the dress slid over her hips, Braden’s eyes lit with a different emotion—pure, primitive lust. “
And
what I want you to do to me.”

Kira slowly backed up before turning to crawl on top of the bed. Staying on all fours, she wiggled her ass in invitation, parting her legs. She whipped her hair over her shoulder to look at him, watch him.

Braden slowly stripped off his clothing, first the black silk, then his tight leather pants. His cock rose proudly from his hips, pulsing and strong. She loved his cock, wanted it in her. He pumped his fingers over it in long, hard strokes. Kira wiggled her ass again and she moaned at the erotic sight of him touching himself.

“Braden, please,” she begged. She moved to stand, ready to go and drag him to the bed.

“Don’t move,” he ordered, pumping his fisted hand harder. He narrowed his gaze on her round ass and he licked his lips. Still stroking his hard flesh, he came to stand behind her. “Part your legs wider. Let me see how wet you are.”

Kira obeyed, liking that he commanded her. Her hips wiggled again, thrusting against the air with her rampant need. Panting, she begged again, “Braden, please. I want you.”

“I like it when you beg for me, Kira.”

Coming forward, he smacked her hard on the side of her ass. Kira’s hips jerked and she moaned loudly in pleasure. She glanced around, seeing the reflection of her ass in a mirror from across the room. The stinging imprint of his palm was on her flesh. Her eyes closed and she turned her face forward. She heard a drawer open and close behind her. Her pussy began to throb, dripping with her cream, her needy desire.

“Ah, you like that, don’t you, love?”

“Yes!” she cried, wiggling in hopes that he would spank her again. She reached her hand up and grabbed her breasts, pinching the nipples hard in turn. He smacked her again but this time his hand didn’t leave her cheek. It slid over her flesh, dragging lubricant over her skin and into the cleft of her ass. He rubbed along the tight rosette he found there, rimming it, readying her for him.

Kira jerked again, moaning in approval. His weight shifted on the bed. A loud buzzing started, and she shivered to feel the Super-Stimulator 9000 rubbing hard against her clit. With a forceful hand, he pushed her over. She fell forward on the bed, ass in the air, breasts pressed along the mattress. Braden groaned.

“I’ve wanted to fuck this tight ass of yours since the first moment I saw it,” he admitted. He sounded breathless. He continued to rub her with the giant vibrator as he drew his cock to tease her lubricated cleft. “And I am going to fuck your slick cunt with your little toy as I do it. I’m going fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk from this room for the rest of the trip.”

Kira moaned. She pressed back into him, ready, offering. “Do it, oh yes, please, Braden, do it. Fuck me. Fuck me now!”

At her plea he thrust the vibrator hard into her. She screamed in pleasure. She rode the toy, thrusting her ass back and forth as she took it deep. The idea of him watching her take it excited her. He groaned and the motion of the toy slowed enough to allow him to press the tip of his cock into her tight hole. Kira’s body tightened with anticipation. He inched his hard cock in and she bit down on her lower lip, attempting to calm the screams within her.

“Ah,” he groaned. “Your ass is so fucking tight. Oh, that’s it love, take my cock. Oh, yeah, take all of it.”

Kira growled, thrusting herself hard against him, burying his cock and the vibrator to the hilt. She was so full. She felt him shake before he began to drive his hips into her repeatedly. His balls smacked against her clit in the process, knocking the vibrator deeper.

She gripped the sheets and bit at the pillow. Sensory overload loomed and she feared that she’d pass out from the joy of it all. Braden lay along her back, still pumping his rigid cock hard into her tight ass. He nuzzled his face down near her neck and moaned softly.

“Let me taste you, Kira, let me drink from you while I enjoy
all
that your glorious body has to offer.” Braden’s voice was strained. “On my honor, you will take pleasure in it as well.”

Sharp teeth grazed over her skin. His connection to her was strong, and she felt his emotions inside her body as if they were her own. He wanted,
needed,
to bite her. He wanted her blood, wanted to mark her completely. She was surprised by how deep the hunger was, how much he ached for her. Kira shivered to find she wanted it as well.

The raw need joining them was too much for Kira. She bucked against him, screaming for him to take her, taste her, fuck her. He obliged, moving his lips to kiss her throat, sucking it hard. She could tell the moment he was going to bite and braced herself for the sharp pain of it. White heat hit against her flesh. Braden moaned, nearly stopping his body’s movements as he began to suck along her throat, drinking of her. To her surprise, the pain quickly faded away, being replaced by pleasures she’d never known before.

Tiny noises escaped her throat and she found that Braden’s moans matched hers. He began to move, taking her body as he took her blood, demanding everything from her. Kira let him have it. She knew she belonged to him completely now. Their joined cries sounded in the cabin and he rode her relentlessly, pushing and pulling at her body.

The vibration to her wet pussy, the sweet sucking of his mouth on her neck and the strong, smooth glide of Braden’s flesh in her ass sent her over the edge. Kira screamed, climaxing the hardest she ever had in her life.