Zen (13 page)

Shawna was gripping the seat anxious for it to be over. Zen was hurt. There was so much blood everywhere. She didn’t get why people liked this stuff. It was bloody and violent. She shivered when the man Zen was fighting spit out a tooth.

“He just lost a tooth,” Shawna said out loud.

Nigel chuckled. “Don’t worry, it will grow back in. Though it will take a few days. And it is going to hurt like hell.”

Shawna really thought she was going to faint at one point. This thing needed to end and soon or they would have to carry her unconscious body out of there.

Round four Zen barely escaped the Kimara the Felon tried to go for. Zen threw some high kicks. The Felon kept moving, making it difficult for Zen to get him in a clench hold. The Felon then went for a takedown, but Zen quickly reversed using the element of surprise and ended up in top position. He wouldn’t keep this for long because the Felon was resilient. He nailed him with one punch after another. The Felon had no recovery time. Zen had knocked him out.

Shawna stood with everyone else as a mechanical arm came out, which was the referee, and started a countdown. She watched as everyone in the crowd joined in. The next thing she knew Zen was announced the winner. The fight was over.
Thank God!

Shawna and Jimmie walked with Nigel as he escorted them to the after party. “What did you think of the fight?” Nigel asked her.

“It was…" She didn’t want to offend anyone.

“Man, it was awesome! I thought Zen was going to lose for sure. That Felon was massive,” Jimmie said enthusiastically. He rushed forward ahead of them, leaving Nigel to bring Shawna.

“I take it that you didn’t enjoy it as much as Jimmie did?” Nigel prompted.

“I did enjoy most of it. There were only some parts I didn’t like.”

“Which parts?”

“Where Zen got hurt.” Oops, she had said that out loud. She looked up at Nigel nervously.

“Well, I knew I had a slim chance when it came to Zen the Sin. Most females cannot resist him,” Nigel said disappointedly.

“I’m sorry, Nigel. I didn’t think…” Shawna reached out and touched his hand gently.

“Let’s get inside. Maybe I can have a dance or two before Zen steals you away.”

“Deal.”

Zen was in a hurry to get to the after party. He rushed through the healer’s treatments and asked wardrobe for clothing to wear because he didn’t want to waste time by going back to his suite. It took longer than he liked. He was anxious to get to the party.

Shawna was there alone and there was no telling how many males would approach her. She wasn’t dressed in party clothes like most of the females invited to the after parties, but she had that natural amazing beauty that attracted people to her. Males stared at her everywhere she went. He had noticed it many times on the ship and while they were visiting the healing facility. She was clueless about it, which made her even more appealing.

He paused at the entrance to the banquet room used for the party. He searched the room for her. He spotted Jimmie at the buffet table piling food on his plate. His fellow GCFA fighters were there, including Rage who gave him a suspicious look before Rachel pulled him away. Where was Shawna? Maybe she went back to her suite.

He caught sight of Nigel on the dance floor. The male was dancing a slow dance with ease and grace. He was almost as smooth and fluid as a Felon. When Nigel turned it revealed his dance partner, Shawna.

He growled. The male was holding her too close.
Oh hell no!
He started to storm in their direction. Some people were smart enough to move out of his way. Some were not. He didn’t care that he was pushing people out of the way. He needed to get to her.

Shawna appreciated Nigel’s attempt at keeping her company. But all she really wanted was to check on Zen, make sure that he was okay. She looked once more toward the main entrance and felt her heart almost freeze up.

Zen was making his way across the dance floor but was halted. Two pair of hands grabbed hold of his arms. He looked down in frustration seeing two scantily clad females that were vaguely familiar.

“Zen, we have been waiting for you. Dance with us,” the blonde said as they both pushed their large breasts against him.

“No thank you. I am here with someone.” He was trying to be polite while he attempted to extricate himself from their roaming hands. It got a little too intimate when one of them grabbed his cock.

“Females, please!” He had one wrap herself around him from behind while the other one wrapped herself around his front. With him struggling to get them to let go it almost appeared as if he was sexy dancing with them. He looked over at Shawna and saw her face turn completely pale. Her eyes lit with fire and she headed toward the door to leave.
Oh no!

Zen pushed the females away from him and rushed to move out of their grasps. He had barely gotten to Shawna as she walked past the doors. He gripped her shoulders to halt her. He brought her back up against his hard chest.

“Please don’t go,” he whispered in her ear.

Shawna shivered from his warm touch that sent little sparks of electricity throughout her body. “Let me go, Zen. I can’t go back in there and watch you with other women.”

“I'm not with the other females. I only want you. They grabbed me and I was trying to get free of them without hurting them.” He wrapped his arms around her middle, holding her securely against him. He wasn’t going to let her go, not ever.

She thought about how the women were touching Zen, but Zen wasn’t touching the women. Some of her tension left her. He didn’t loosen his hold on her yet.

“Come back and dance with me,” Zen asked, nibbling her earlobe.

“I don’t know…” She was unintentionally pressing her ass against the now firm indention of his cock.

He turned her around to face him. “One dance. Then we’ll leave.”

“Why not leave now?” she asked, letting him walk her back inside the banquet room.

“Two reasons. One, I want to dance with you more than anything. Second, I want everyone to know I am with you and you only,” he told her the last bit as he raised her hand and kissed her knuckles.

How could she say no to that? “Okay.”

He gave her a warm smile and pulled her into his arms on the dance floor. She liked being held by him. He was much taller and muscular and made her feel ultra-feminine and protected. He pulled her tighter against him. She laid her face against his chest and breathed in his sexy masculine scent. Her body reacted immediately. Her nipples hardened into tight points and she had wetness gathering at the juncture of her thighs. She heard Zen as he lowered his head and took a deep whiff of her.

Zen groaned, “You smell divine. I don’t think I can wait much longer or I will take you right here on the dance floor.”

She smiled at the deep desire in his voice. “Why are you waiting?”

No sooner had she asked, Zen took her hand and led her out of the banquet room. She didn’t pay attention to anyone else there who may have stopped to watch them leave. So she didn’t see the person in the far corner clutching a champagne glass so tight that it shattered. The person threw the pieces down to the floor and exited a different way with angry strides.

“Why don’t we go to your suite?” Shawna asked between kisses as the elevator rose.

“Your place is closer.” He missed her so much. How had this happened—five days and he was hooked.

Shawna remembered how he was so good with those women from the shelter and the children from the hospital. He was so considerate and kind and so damn sexy. She pressed up against him and stood on her toes so she could press her lips to his.

As soon as their lips met, Zen reached for her, grabbing her and pulling her tight against him. When she opened to him he deepened the kiss. The feel of her mouth and the way she responded to him made him a little crazy with need to claim and possess her. He pulled away to stare down into her dazed expression. He needed to take her soon.

They exited the elevator with hands clutching one another. “Hurry,” Shawna moaned when he squeezed her ass.

Within moments they were inside her suite. Kissing, touching, and trying to pull each other’s clothes off. Zen was trying to make it to her bedroom, but when she freed his shaft from his tight pants, he knew that plan was out the window.

He pulled her with him to the wood floor. As he unbuttoned her shirt she pulled his shirt out of his pants. Her hands reached underneath his shirt and smoothed across his tight abs.
Oh man, he was fit and smooth
. She couldn’t wait to see him and touch him all over. He was one of those males women fantasized pouring chocolate all over and licking him clean. Just the thought of that made her wet between her legs.

He had her shirt off and pushed off her shoulders. He admired her breasts cupped in black lace. “Oh God, you are so beautiful.” His eyes seemed to glow a little bit with his desire. He licked the seam between her mounds, pressing her breasts together. The front closure released and he eased the scantily material away. He purred and then buried his face between her white globes.

Shawna writhed as he touched her all over. His hands were strong and warm and sent electrical currents throughout her body. She should be embarrassed at the position he had her in but all she cared about was touching more of him, tasting him, getting him deep inside of her.

Their hands were all over each other as they devoured one another. “Mmm…” Shawna watched through hooded lids as Zen nuzzled against her. Maybe he was a breast man. Every part of his face seemed to rub against her. It tickled and sent electrical currents throughout her body. Then he started licking her and suckled her nipples. The pull and scrape of his teeth had her feeling the beginnings of an orgasm building.

She wanted him inside of her, had to have him fill her. She had sex once in her life and it was while she was in high school. It was a rebellion type thing. She did whatever her parents didn’t want her to do. They didn’t want her to be a cheerleader so she made captain. They didn’t want her dating an athlete, so she dated the captain of the football team. They didn’t want her to have sex until she was married, so she gave her virginity to her eighteen year old high school boyfriend after her birthday party when she had just turned sixteen years old.

It wasn’t much to speak of. It hurt a lot and he finished really fast. He didn’t know how to build the fires within her. She didn’t even know it was supposed to be pleasurable for the woman until she had gone to college.

She had a very popular college roommate. It was not out of the ordinary for her to come home and find her roommate with some guy. The times she walked in, her roommate was always in the throes of an orgasm.

She researched it all on Google and watched internet porn. She even bought herself some toys and experimented with them learning how to give herself an orgasm. But none of that came close to what she was feeling with Zen. The man’s mouth and tongue were stroking lightning throughout her body.

He licked and nibbled his way down her flat stomach circling her bellybutton. His hands caressed her thighs opening them up for him. He was almost shaking with his need to devour her. She was full human and he didn’t want to scare her off.

Shawna realized Zen intended to go down on her. No one had ever done that to her before. After her disastrous loss of her virginity, she never let any other man get that close to her. “Zen, maybe you shouldn’t…”