Chapter 9

 

Silas stared at the two moons. They were a dark yellow and shone twin beams of light across the dark lake. He shifted onto his side and cushioned his head with his arm before searching the edge of the forest. Kila was a sleeping lump across the dying fire and he could just make out the dark shape of Quinn standing next to a large stump. He had bathed in the lake after dinner, using a hunk of soap that Kila had in a pouch around her waist. Even though the water was cold it felt good to be clean of the marks the goran women had painted onto his chest and back.

The wind gusted and goosebumps broke out across his naked back. He kept his back turned while Kila and Quinn were bathing but was a little alarmed at how difficult it was. The urge to turn and see Quinn naked with her pale skin shining in the moonlight was almost too strong to ignore.

He sighed and turned to his back again. His brother was in some weird coma, he had almost been raped by a gang of green women and he was about to become some kind of baby-making machine. He was on a different fucking world for God’s sake and all he could really think about was finishing what he had started with Quinn. He was losing his mind. Trying to get pussy was the last fucking thing he should be thinking about.

Apparently you’re about to have all the pussy you could ever want.

Yeah, well, that might be a wet dream for some men but he’d always been a one-woman kind of guy. Fucking as many women as possible was never something he was into. The only reason he wasn’t in a relationship was because he had put his life on hold to raise Gage.

Oh yeah? Gage is in university now and hasn’t needed you for a while. You could have found someone by now so why are you still single?

He stared at the moons again. He was single because Gage did still need him. Maybe Gage thought he didn’t but his brother was young and impulsive. Look at the way he was acting around Kila, a woman he barely knew.

That’s rich coming from a guy who was fucking a woman he barely knew less than forty-eight hours ago.

His inner voice had a point but, Jesus, Quinn was smoking hot and he hadn’t been laid in over a year. No warm-blooded man could have resisted her – not when he woke up to find her humping his leg in her sleep. He couldn’t be blamed for taking what she wanted to give him.

Are you sure about that? She didn’t glow, remember?

Unease spread throughout his stomach. She hadn’t glowed but she wanted him. He could tell.

Or you took advantage of a woman having a really great dream and you just happened to be right there.

His unease grew. Had his need for control and his desire to dominate a woman – especially one like Quinn who was obviously strong and capable and powerful in her own right – made him just think she wanted him?

Only one way to find out.

He sat up and squinted into the darkness. He would ask her. Simple as that.

 

* * *

 

Quinn stared silently into the darkness. Kila and the danen had fallen asleep nearly two hours ago and she scanned the trees, listening intently for any sounds. There was nothing but the rustling of animals and she relaxed a little.

She ignored her temptation to turn and stare at Silas. What good would that do? Just because she was ridiculously horny didn’t mean she should wake him and lead him into the trees for a damn quickie. She tried to stop the image of Silas half-naked and bathing in the lake but it was impossible. God, the man had an amazing body. He politely kept his back turned while she and Kila were bathing but she couldn’t resist peeking at him more than once while he bathed.

Kila hadn’t failed to notice and she had flushed at the grin that widened on Kila’s face every time Quinn turned to peek. She berated the others for acting like tarnans but she was no better. Just remembering him standing in the lake under the moonlight with the water dripping down his naked skin made her pussy ache and throb with need. She was wet and she was sorely tempted to venture a little further into the trees and take care of the problem. Maybe then she could concentrate.

They weren’t out of danger yet. Naveen and the others would be in the city by now and the queen would know that she and Kila had risked their lives to save a breeder. Not that the queen cared if she lived or died but if something were to happen to Kila…

She shoved that thought out of her head. She would keep Kila safe and accept her queen’s punishment. She rubbed wearily at her forehead. She was lucky the queen considered her valuable. Although even that might not be enough. She would probably lose her head tomorrow evening. While the thought of dying didn’t bother her, not getting the revenge she sought made her stomach roll with anxiety. She had risked everything for the danen and his brother.

That’s right, you have. So why not take your reward for it? If the queen doesn’t kill you tomorrow she will still take the danen first. You know as well as I do that you won’t want him after that. Not once he’s been with her. So take him for yourself now. Take him while Kila sleeps and no one will ever know. The danen will keep his mouth shut about it. If you’re going to die tomorrow it would be nice to have that itch scratched first. The danen would be more than happy to fuck you.

Her pussy throbbed with need and she shifted slightly and pressed her thighs together. Yes, she had no doubt that he would but it was too dangerous.

It isn’t. Garna, Quinn, we’re probably going to die tomorrow! At least let’s have a little fun tonight.

She was tempted. God, was she tempted. The way Silas took control in bed made little shivers of delight run up and down her back. Kevin was well aware of what she liked in bed and had tried to be dominant with her but there was this feeling of something missing. It wasn’t natural for him and his dominance had never felt truly real to her. He was playing a game of pretend and as hard as he tried he could never really give her what she needed. Back then she hadn’t been nearly as strong as she was now, but she was always on the bigger side for a woman and Kevin was the same height as her. If she had really tried she probably could have overpowered him. The danen, on the other hand, was much bigger than her.

She shivered again as she remembered the way he held her down, the way he pushed apart her thighs and took her pussy with that thick, hard cock. She was helpless to stop him and goddammit, why did that have to turn her on so much? Why couldn’t she be normal and not turn into a pile of submissive mush when the danen fucked her?

Speaking of the danen…

Without turning around, she said, “You should be sleeping, danen. We have a long walk tomorrow.”

“How the hell did you hear me?” He grumbled. “I didn’t make a sound.”

“You make more noise than a graffin.”

“What’s a graffin?”

He was standing behind her now. She could smell his good clean scent and feel the heat of his naked upper body. It made her want to turn around and rest her face against his skin. He would be warm and hard and have exactly what she needed.

She clenched her hands into fists and stared into the darkness. “A very large, clumsy animal.”

He snorted and she grinned a little. A graffin was very similar to a buffalo but she couldn’t tell Silas that. She slipped up with the rabbit thing and the danen was smart. Only Naveen knew who she really was and she intended to keep it that way.

“Go to sleep, danen,” she said again.

“I’m not tired.”

She took a deep breath as her mind and her pussy screamed at her to take the danen. She couldn’t. It was madness. “If you slow us down tomorrow I’ll cut off one of your fingers. Go back to bed.”

“It’s not a bed. It’s the ground,” he said. He sounded remarkably unfazed by her threat to remove one of his fingers. “I can’t sleep on the ground.”

“Bala,” she snorted.

“It’s freezing,” he said. “In case you didn’t notice, the gorans took my shirt.”

She had noticed. She had been noticing all damn night in fact, and his tanned skin and rock-hard abs were driving her batshit crazy. She took another calming breath. “You’re lucky it was my clan who found you, danen. You will be given warm clothing and a bed. The gorans would have kept you naked and chained to the wall.”

“Oh yes, lucky me,” he said.

“If you do not wish to be a part of our clan just say the word,” Quinn said. “I will deliver you to another clan. If not the gorans, perhaps the wathina clan? When you’re not being fucked by multiple women you work in their mines. They lose a lot of men to cave-ins and are always on the hunt for others. I could trade you for some of their gold.”

“Empty threat,” he announced cheekily. “I’ve already figured out that my kickass body is winning me plenty of points with your people. You’d never trade me – there would be anarchy in the streets.”

She tamped down her urge to laugh. It wouldn’t do to let the danen know she was enjoying his company. “I could always tell the others that the gorans killed you.”

“Kila would tell them the truth.”

“You’re wrong.”

“Are there any clans in this world who don’t treat men like pieces of meat?” Silas asked.

She thought for a second before shaking her head. “No. There is not.”

“Lovely,” he muttered.

“It could be worse,” she said.

“So you keep saying but I’m not sure I believe you.”

“It matters not whether you believe me. You’re just another breeder.”

“Ouch,” he said. “Are you always this mean to the guys you want to have sex with?”

She turned and checked to see that Kila was sleeping before glaring at him. “I do not want to have sex with you, danen.”

“Bullshit,” he said. “You think I didn’t see the way you kept checking me out when I was in the lake? I thought you were going to wade in and offer to clean my dick for me.”

She flushed bright red before hissing, “Keep your voice down or I’ll chain you again and gag you with your own sock.”

He grinned at her. “You know what I think, Quinn? I think you’re the one who wants to be tied up.”

“You know nothing about me.”

“I know you liked it when I fucked you. I know you begged for my cock. I know your sweet little pussy was absolutely drenched when I was pinning you down and fucking you. You like being told what to do in bed. Admit it.”

She licked her dry lips and shook her head. “I don’t like it.”

“You do,” he said in a low voice before taking a step closer. Her breasts were almost brushing his chest now and she stared at his tanned skin as her pussy pulsed with need. “You want me to have control in bed. I want that too, Quinn.”

He traced the line of her throat with one rough finger. “I want to pin you down and fuck you until you’re screaming my name.”

His hand dipped until he was tracing the swell of her breasts. “I want to watch these fucking amazing tits bounce while you ride my dick. I want you on your knees in front of me and my cock filling up your mouth.”

“Stop it,” she whispered as his fingers traced the fluttering pulse in her neck.

“Stop what? This?” He murmured before pushing one finger into her leather bustier and stroking the soft skin between her breasts.

She ignored her desire and yanked her dagger from her belt before holding it to his throat.

“Jesus, you’re fast,” he breathed.

“Don’t touch me again, danen,” she warned.

“You want me, Quinn.”

“I do not.”

“Liar.”

She pressed the dagger a little deeper. “Call me a liar again and I’ll cut out your tongue.”

“That would be a damn shame. I’m dying to taste your pussy,” he said with a wicked grin.

Her lips twitched upwards and his grin widened. “I’d be happy to eat your pussy right now if you’d like.”

She made herself scowl at him. “I’m not interested.”

“Li - ”

“Danen,” she interrupted, “you’re very close to having your tongue cut out of your head.”

“Why don’t you glow when I touch you?” He asked.

Quinn stared at the blade she was pressing to his throat. “Perhaps you don’t turn me on nearly as much as you like to think you do, danen.”

He laughed, his chest reverberating against her breasts. She glanced nervously at Kila but the girl didn’t move.

“I know exactly how much I turn you on, Quinn. Your glowing ability must be broken.”

Now it was her turn to laugh. “That isn’t how it works.”

He pressed even closer to her, not noticing or not caring when a thin trickle of blood dripped from his skin under the blade. “Why don’t I put my hand between your legs? If your pussy is wet, I’m going to sit on that stump right there and you’re going to ride me until I come.”

She stared at him, her nostrils flaring as warmth filled her body. “If I’m not?”

He grinned as his hand inched down her thigh to the hem of her skirt. “You’ll be wet.”

“Stop it, danen,” she warned.

He ignored her and slid his hand under her skirt and up her warm thigh. He touched the edge of her panties and she inhaled sharply.

“Open your legs, honey,” he coaxed quietly. The endearment, one she had not heard in many years, weakened her resolve and she shifted her legs apart. He cupped her through her panties and she cleared her throat nervously.

“Not wet, danen.”

He twisted his fingers under the crotch of her panties and glided them across her wet pussy lips before rubbing at her swollen clit. She moaned lightly, the knife falling to the ground as she shuddered and twitched her pelvis against him. He pulled his hand free and showed her his glistening fingers. “You were saying, Quinn?”

He backed away from her and sat down on the stump. She watched as his long fingers unbuttoned his jeans and he pulled out his erect cock. She licked her lips as he stroked it back and forth.

“A deal’s a deal.” He crooked his finger at her.

“I – I didn’t agree to the deal,” she whispered.

He continued to rub his cock, circling the head of it with his thumb. “Come ride me, Quinn. Don’t you remember how good it felt when I was fucking you?”

She made a soft whispering sound of need and glanced at Kila again before she walked toward Silas.

“Take off your panties,” he said in a low voice

She slipped them down her legs and stepped out of them. Her legs were shaking and her body was on fire with need. She couldn’t stop staring at his cock and he held the base of it with one large hand as she straddled his thighs.

“You cannot tell anyone, danen. If you do, we both die. Do you understand?”

He nodded and reached under her skirt to squeeze her bare ass with one hand. “I won’t say a word.”

She gripped his shoulders and lowered herself down, biting her lip when she felt the head of his cock press against her pussy. She hesitated and he kissed her lightly on the mouth.

“Keep going, honey. Slide your tight pussy down my cock.”

She moaned and impaled herself on his cock. He kissed her again and swallowed her loud cry with his mouth as she stretched around his thick length.

“You’re so damn thick,” she murmured as she slowly settled onto him.

He brushed a strand of her hair back from her face and smiled at her. “You’re so damn tight.”

“We have to be fast,” she said with another nervous look at the sleeping Kila.

“Sadly that won’t be a problem,” he said. “It’s been a while for me.”

“Me too,” she admitted as she wrapped her hands around his thick neck. Her fingers brushed against the leather collar and she bit back her urge to remove it.

She squeezed his dick experimentally and he cursed under his breath. “Honey, you keep squeezing like that and it’s going to turn from fast into embarrassing.”

She couldn’t help but grin at him and he returned it before cupping her face. “Hang on tight, Quinn.”

She clung to him, her fingers digging into the back of his neck when he thrust roughly. He claimed her mouth again, sliding his tongue between her lips to taste her. She sucked on his tongue as his arm wrapped around her waist. He held her steady and shoved himself deep into her warmth.

“Jesus,” he muttered. “You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock, Quinn.”

“Please, danen,” she whispered. “Don’t stop.”

“Silas,” he said. “Say it.”

“Silas,” she moaned before burying her face into his neck. He fucked her hard, bouncing her on his cock. She arched her back and clung to him. She widened her thighs when his hand moved between their bodies and slipped under her skirt. He rubbed at her swollen clit and tugged on it lightly. She arched again with a soft, broken cry.

Her sword was still around her waist and bumping against their thighs and he touched it lightly. She moved his hand away and he smiled at her before bouncing her on his cock again.

“Silas, oh God, oh,” she panted into his ear. “I need more.”

“What do you need?” He whispered. “This?”

He grabbed her wrists and yanked her arms behind her back, holding them tightly with one hand as his other hand continued to rub her clit. She struggled to free herself, a little thrill of excitement running down her spine when he kept her completely immobilized.

“No,” he said firmly. “Be a good girl and come for me.”

His hand tightened on her wrists and he tugged again at her clit. She clamped her mouth shut against the scream that wanted to escape as she came with a roaring rush of pleasure that made her entire body shake. She clenched down on him as she climaxed and he moaned harshly into her ear before arching into her. She welcomed the rush of wetness as he came deep inside of her. Her pussy squeezed him firmly and he moaned again before releasing her wrists. Panting heavily, he rested his forehead on her upper chest and she stroked his thick hair before glancing at Kira. She still appeared to be sleeping and Quinn breathed a sigh of relief as Silas raised his head.

“Tell me that fell under the fast category and not the embarrassing category,” he said.

She tried to stand and he clamped his arm around her waist. “Where are you going?”

“Let me go, danen,” she said as she stared into the dark forest. “I’m supposed to be on watch, remember?”

“I remember,” he said but kept her seated on his lap. “Listen, I’m clean. I’ve been tested recently and I’d offer to show you the results but I left them on my world.”

She controlled her urge to smile and gave him a quizzical look. “Tested?”

“In my world people can get, uh, diseases from unprotected sex. We use a rubber - well, it’s called a condom - to protect ourselves.”

“I do not have any sex diseases,” she said. “In this world that sort of thing does not exist.”

“Are you certain? A lot of the, um, diseases aren’t really that noticeable until it’s too late.”

“I’m certain,” she said. “You will not get any hidden sex diseases from me or any of the others in my clan.”

“I guess with your fiery need to procreate you never use anything like condoms,” he said. His eyes suddenly widened. “Shit, what if you get pregnant?”

“I won’t,” she said.

“You don’t know that,” he said. He stared at her flat stomach as if he expected it to start rounding out any minute. She tugged lightly on his hair.

“I will not get pregnant, danen. I promise you.”

“You can’t have children?” He asked.

“Something like that.” She was definitely not telling him about the plant she took every month. No one but Naveen knew that she took it. The plain yellow plant was this world’s version of birth control and Naveen had first given it to her when he saw the way she suffered each month during her menstrual cycle. It was strictly forbidden in her clan to ingest the plant – even the queen’s massina was encouraged to bear children – and if anyone found out she’d be cast out from the clan.

“Release me, danen,” she said. He hesitated and then let her go. She climbed off his lap and picked up her panties, shaking them out before sliding them on. “Go back to the fire.”

He stood and buttoned his jeans before running his fingers across her bare upper back. She shivered all over before stepping away. “Don’t touch me, danen.”

“Don’t touch you,” he repeated.

She nodded and looked away from the hurt she could see in his eyes. “I enjoyed this but we cannot do it again. Ever. Do you understand?”

“Why not?”

“We just can’t.”

“Explain it to me.”

“No,” she snapped at him. “For Garna’s sake, danen, just shut your damn mouth for once and do as I ask.”

“So you just used me to scratch an itch, is that it?”

“Yes. As did you,” she said.

He gave her a considering look before saying teasingly, “Maybe I don’t want it to be the last time. Maybe I’ll let it slip that we fucked if - ”

Her look of pure fury made the words die in his mouth. “This is not a joke, danen. It is forbidden to sleep with a breeder you have not claimed. If you tell anyone they’ll kill us both. It matters not that I am the queen’s massina or that you are a healthy breeder. They will slit our throats and feed our bodies to the pigs. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” he said. “I’m sorry, Quinn.”

“Go back to the fire,” she repeated, “and forget this ever happened.”