Dangerously Yours: 2 (Loving Dangerously) (9 page)

Kane swiped his forefinger across his slit, spreading his liquid over the head. He shuddered. His grip tightened on his shaft and pumped up and down in slow movements.

Would she be able to take it all?

He’d work himself in to the hilt, burying himself deep. He’d have her crying out for more. He’d make her beg for it. Just when her walls clenched around him, he’d pull out, denying what she wanted most.

Kane wouldn’t make it easy for the princess. No, he’d have her on her knees in front of
him
. Begging
him
for the chance to lick and suck him dry. He’d play with her mouth, holding on to her head, running his finger across her stretched lips. Just when she thought she was going to be rewarded with his cum, he would pull out once again.

He’d take her on her back next, making the princess open her long legs wide, and then he’d plunge deep into the valley between them. He’d ride her relentlessly, pinning her wrists and fucking her until she convulsed and shattered around him.

“You want some, Cap’n?”

Kane blinked with a start. “What…where…?” He glanced around the cabin and blinked twice before realizing Eli was talking to him.

Eli’s pace didn’t slow by a second. Moira slammed back, meeting him.

Kane shook his head.
What was I thinking?

“Are you sure? I don’t mind sharing.” Eli pulled Moira’s hair so she could see Kane. “Honey, do you mind sucking my captain’s dick while I fuck you?”

Moira smiled at Kane. No, she wouldn’t mind. As if he needed further confirmation, she licked her lips in anticipation. Could he? Should he? Besides, wasn’t that the age-old question anyway?

Watch, don’t touch.
“No,” Kane said.

Eli shrugged and pushed her hips out of the way. Moira flipped to her back and spread her legs wide for Eli.

“In a minute,” Eli said to her. He climbed over her and straddled her face. He braced one hand on the bedpost while the other held tight to her head. “Suit yourself,” Eli said to Kane. Then turning to Moira, he said, “Clean my dick off, honey.”

Moira opened her mouth wide. Eli sank his cock in to the hilt.

Eli growled, “Damn.”

Moira’s lips squeezed tightly around Eli’s cock. Her cheeks sucked in to surround him.

Shit.

JB had been right. Moira was the perfect cocksucker.

Kane’s cock twitched and jerked under his touch.
No pussy for you.

Unfortunately.

Eli moved slower past her lips. His groin brushed against her face. Her gaze moved from Eli to Kane. She slid two fingers into her hairless pussy.

Eli pulled out his cock and rubbed it over her open mouth. Moira rimmed the outline of his head with her tongue before delving her tongue inside his slit.

Eli hissed as she licked the pre-cum that had formed there. Moira removed her glistening-wet fingers from her pussy and wiped her juice across his head. With a smile, Moira licked the tip of Eli’s cock.

Eli slapped his cock on her lips and chin. “You like that, don’t you?”

She moaned and slipped her wet fingers between her lips, sucking them.

Kane’s cock hardened so much it became almost unbearable. His fist beat at a surreal pace. The thought of Sa’Mya sucking his dick dry had made him want to spill himself on the floor.

Eli pushed Moira’s hand out of the way, only to slide his cock between her swollen lips again. Moira opened her mouth wide and moaned as he plunged in balls-deep. She took every inch. Her fingers slipped in her pussy, once again, slamming harder and harder. She bucked widely as she fucked herself. Her gaze stayed locked on Kane, inviting him to join them.

Eli worked his cock in and out. “Damn. Suck my dick.” Saliva dripped from her mouth to her chin. “That’s right. Damn, that’s good.”

Kane held tight to his cock. His swollen member throbbed in his grasp. He needed pussy. He needed relief.

Eli removed his cock from Moira’s mouth with a plop. He grabbed her legs tightly. With one push, her knees were beside her head. He plunged quick and deep into Moira’s waiting pussy.

Eli’s white ass pumped vigorously.

Kane’s pace quickened. His cock throbbed underneath his palm.

“Oh shit. I’m gonna come!” Eli yelled. Moira moaned and mewled. Her breasts flopped and bounced by her chin.

Eli pulled out and grabbed her head. Moira came forward with her lips spread. “Swallow all of it, baby.”

Eli came with a roar. His body spasmed as he emptied his cum into her. He pumped a few more times before he withdrew. Moira licked at the head.

Eli fell to the bed in a heap on his side. Lying back, Moira watched Kane. Kane’s balls shrunk closer to his core.

Kane couldn’t control his breathing. He squeezed and stroked his length.

Moira smiled and motioned to Kane with a slender finger.

Should I?

She scooped Eli’s cum from her face into her mouth. Kane watched as a large drop hung precariously on her chin. She motioned for Kane again.

Kane moved forward. His heartbeat became erratic, caused by his impending release. The closer he got, the wider she opened her lips.

Damn.

Kane found himself standing over her. She tried to latch on to him and he pushed her away. “No touching.” Moira whimpered. Kane tilted her head back and pulled her chin down.

Moira waited, holding her position while he fisted his cock over her waiting mouth. He didn’t know if it was the look in her eyes or that she was an alien. But almost immediately, his erection faded.
Shit.
Just moments before, his release was imminent. Now, nothing.

Fuck.

“I think I want to keep her,” Eli said, half-asleep next to her.

Kane pulled up his pants and headed out the door. “No, she’s going back to where she came from.” He needed to make up with Jess.

Soon.

“Where’s Ryan?” Kane asked before leaving.

Eli rolled onto his back. Moira promptly latched on to Eli’s flaccid shaft. Eli yelped and grabbed her head, trying to lift her off.

“Baby, it’s too sensitive. Let it rest up,” Eli said.

“
Solo alcos?
” Moira begged. She lowered her head.

Giving up, Eli relaxed and closed his eyes. “Bridge. He said he was going to the bridge.”

Kane took a step backward. The door slid closed inches from his face. He needed to get every last one of the aliens off his vessel. They were turning it into a whorehouse.

* * * * *

“What is our position?” Kane asked Ryan.

Kane had found him on the bridge, looking at home in the first-mate’s chair. Although they all lived on the vessel to survive, Ryan was perhaps the only one who actually thrived here.

The bridge could hold a crew of twenty or more. But since most of the controls were set to run automatically, one person could safely operate the vessel alone. That is unless they were running from pissed-off aliens and then it was all hands on deck.

“We’re still in the Torus Galaxy, but far from the Zaronna System. I figure we can stay close enough to communicate with their people but too far to track.”

“Good thinking.” Kane slid into the captain’s chair, bringing up the hologram star map in front of him. “When would it be safe for us to make contact and start the negotiations?”

“To be safe? Probably a week, especially since we don’t know what kind of technology her people possess.” Ryan frowned in thought. “But it’s always good to be sure. Don’t want any surprises. Did they give up their home planet yet?”

“No. But we have time.”

Damn.

What was he going to do with her for a week? In just one night he had rolled on top of her and almost fucked her. This morning hadn’t been better with him fingering her.

“Did he wake up yet?” Kane asked.

“Naw. I’ve been watching the monitors. He’s out. I’m surprised he isn’t dead. JB kept pumping him with tranquilizers.”

“This all could have gone wrong. Don’t do that shit again.”

“We were fine. We read four life signs in the transporter. They didn’t stand a chance.”

“It could’ve been a trap. You know the rules. We should’ve all been notified a hostage operation was going down. Anything could have happened.”

Then they would have been screwed.

“You’re right, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

Kane disengaged the map. He didn’t worry about being caught. Ryan would keep them in uncharted territory until it was time to start the negotiations. He let his attention drift to the window on the front wall of the bridge.

Beautiful.

The sky on Earth had been black sprinkled with bright-white stars. Never had he imagined how other galaxies would appear. The skies here were filled with a multitude of colors in varying shades. The planets whipping by them were orange, blue, purple and even gray.

“So, you plan on hanging out here for a while?” Ryan asked, breaking the silence. “’Cause if you are, I can make myself busy doing something else.”

“I stopped by your cabin on the way here. One of them is wearing Eli out.”

Ryan laughed. “Those women have been going nonstop ever since they came onboard.”

Kane turned hard to Ryan. “Those aren’t women. They’re aliens.”

It didn’t matter if the guys thought alien pussy looked, tasted and smelled the same as human pussy. They weren’t human. They would never be human. His crew may not mind fucking aliens, but never would he let them compare them to human women.

“Whatever, man. I’m going to get me some pussy, alien or not.”

Ryan walked off the bridge.

Sa’Mya lay sprawled, spent as though she were a common concubine—and he had left her. She would never forgive him. Most importantly, she would never forgive herself for giving in so easily. Why had she?

There was something about his touch that she couldn’t resist, a touch that had ignited something deep inside. A fire she had not known burned there. Their energies had connected. She had been sure of it. He wanted her too. Why had he stopped…again?

Next time…no, there could never be a next time. She firmed her resolve. She would bide her time. She would play captive. Then she would pay these fools whatever they requested and return home as queen.

A slight smile crossed her lips. Her first command would be to exile her uncle, his followers and his son.

Her gaze settled on the crumpled, dirty gown on the floor next to her. She threw it toward the door. It stood as a reminder of how easily she had given in to a mere
human
male.

What else could she wear? She couldn’t walk around naked.

She pulled herself together. First thing she wanted to do? Rid her body of the captain’s grimy handprints. She found the shower and cleaned up as best she could. Moira had always helped her in the shower. She fumbled with the nobs and buttons at first. But if a human could do it, so could she.

With that task completed, she still had the problem of missing clothes. Without her trunks, she had nothing else to wear. Since her clothes weren’t an option, she settled for the captain’s.

She made her way to his closet. She slid on the first shirt she found hanging there. The aroma of human-male musk filled her nostrils.
Kane.

The scent of him made her nipples instantly harden under the soft material. She couldn’t control the pleasure that pulsated over her senses as the shirt brushed across her erect nipples.

She inhaled deeply…
sex
.

Her highly developed olfactory senses recognized the sweet smell that lingered faintly on the material. She wrinkled her nose. The scent didn’t belong to her. Whom did it belong to?

She pushed the jealous thought from her mind. She caught her reflection in the mirror attached to the closet door.

When is he going to send Moira to comb my hair?
She raked her fingers through the tangled mess of waves that spilled over her shoulders. Realizing it was no use, she stopped.

She had scrubbed her face clean of makeup, preferring her natural skin instead. If Moira were here she would have promptly covered Sa’Mya’s face in the expensive makeup that made her resemble a concubine rather than a princess.

Sa’Mya looked at her naked and exposed thighs. She turned to the side for further inspection and noticed the bottom of the shirt stopped midway on her butt cheeks.

This isn’t going to work.

The slightest movement would reveal her most intimate details.

She wouldn’t mind wearing the comfortable garment if she were at home, in her private quarters where visitors were few and far between. But she wasn’t at home. She was trapped with an ignorant male. And thinking about the episode this morning, she quickly decided that she wouldn’t give him even a glimpse of her royal flesh. She pulled at the material, trying to stretch it past her butt.