Pleasure Bound - Complete (10 page)

“The river above the falls will lead us to the parallel river. The other river goes through the hunt camp. From the camp a trail will lead directly to Freedom Sea.”

“How far away is this parallel river from this one?”

“Twenty or so miles east over land. Longer if we follow the waterways.”

“I remember coming to at one point and the women were talking about a hunt camp. There was one giant tree in a meadow. With a river running right by it. Is that the hunt camp you mentioned?”

Annie nodded. “It’s where…” She bit her bottom lip.

“Where you bring your male slaves after you’ve captured them.”

“Yes. But I’ve only been there once. When I had to catch and bed my first male.”

“A little too much information, thanks,” he grumbled.

In the moonlight he caught a flash of her white teeth as she smiled. “You don’t like to hear that, do you?”

Joe shrugged. “I think it’s best if we discuss this another time, don’t you?”

“Time to move?”

“Time to move,” he agreed.

Making sure no one was watching, Joe and Annie left the tiny cove and headed upstream.

Chapter Thirteen

They traveled all night with numerous short breaks. As they’d passed the fern bed where they’d made love, Annie had yearned to lie down there and sleep. Or better yet lie down and cover Joe’s body with her own. To make love to him like there was no tomorrow.

And since there might not be a tomorrow for either of them, she tried hard to keep up to Joe’s punishing gait.

Pain was her constant companion as she splashed through the river. She hurt everywhere. Her feet ached from the rugged rocks on the riverbed. Her knees and elbows were scraped raw from the falls she’d taken. But most of all her heart ached for Joe.

Determination etched his features. She hoped he still wasn’t weak from his neck wound. Although it did look as if it was already healed nicely, thanks to the Quick Healing injection she’d given him. Hopefully his days of being held captive at the Sperm Bank hadn’t drained him of his much-needed energy.

Annie couldn’t help but to smile at the last thought.

No, he possessed energy. Lots of it. He’d kept up with her intense lovemaking. He’d allowed her full rein as she’d lain or sat on top of him for more times than she could count. But she hadn’t been able to get enough of his delightful kisses. Or of his massive penis as she’d sunk onto him.

Finally the yellow streaks of sunlight filtered their way through the jungle trees. The hunt camp was only a few minutes ahead but what she saw circling in the sky made her blood run cold.

Annie ordered Joe to stop.

“Vultures.” She breathed and pointed to the ugly birds spinning above their heads. “Someone must be using the camp. Most likely the Yellow Hairs.”

“The Yellow Hairs?”

“They’re our closest neighbors. Ten miles to the east. That would explain the vultures.”

Joe cocked a curious eyebrow. “Dare I ask?”

“The Yellow Hairs are a violent hub. Cannibals. They eat many of the males they catch and they don’t associate with us because of our brown hair.”

“You’re kidding.”

“I’m serious. Only yellow hairs are allowed to join that hub.”

“Interesting. Women grouped by hair color. I guess I got lucky with the brunettes.” He grinned and reached out to sift a stray strand of her hair through his fingers.

His muscular power washed over her in hot waves. His male scent made her heart pound harder. Made her pussy go wet with need.

He let go of her hair. “Maybe we should rest for awhile.”

“We can stay here until the vultures descend. When they do, it’ll mean the camp is empty. There’s a small cellar there. We should find some food. It is the way of women to always leave extra food for whoever comes next.”

“As long as it ain’t any body parts.” Joe grumbled.

Annie couldn’t help but laugh.

“Speaking of food. Let’s go and sit on the bank. I’m starving,” she said.

They nestled on a large flat moss-covered rock hidden from the river. Facing each other, they sat and ate in silence. Both listened to the waves slap the rocky shoreline and they remained alert for any new sounds that might tip them off that someone could be following.

Her homemade bread had never tasted so delicious and the raisins she’d brought along were the sweetest she’d ever had.

After finishing his meager meal Joe reached out and curled his fingers around her ankle. His touch was electrifying. The look of concern in his eyes made her heart suspend in her chest and she wanted to wrap her arms around his neck and tell him she was fine.

“Does it hurt bad?” he asked. His warm fingers whispered over the raw cuts on the soles of her cold feet giving her a savage need to feel his hands on the rest of her body.

“It’s nothing I can’t handle,” she reassured him.

Her breathing grew shallow with his caresses and his sexy scent made her dizzy with desire.

“What about you?” she asked.

“Nothing that can’t wait.”

His kissable lips suddenly curled upward into a breath-sucking grin. Her heart gave a sudden lurch at the sight.

“Well, there is something that can’t wait.”

He lowered her foot and reached out. She moaned as the provocative heat of his hands cupped both her breasts, his touch burning through her skin, making her shiver with an untamed pleasure.

“We really should save our energy,” she said.

His eyes darkened with desire.

Fiery heat began to build in her lower belly.

“I agree, but if they catch us we won’t be able to make love to each other. So I’m game to take advantage of our free time.”

He leaned closer, his hot cheek touching the side of her face. The stubble on his face brushed sparks of pleasure along the curve of her jaw.

To her surprise he nibbled on her earlobe. The intimate gesture made her senses grow sharper. Made her want him to plunge his hot shaft deep inside her.

“Is this ear nibbling another one of your traditions?” She giggled.

“Uh huh.”

His callused hands began to knead her breasts, making them feel fuller. Making them tingle with need.

“Every time I look at you naked, I want you beneath me.”

Annie froze at his words.

“Beneath you? It’s against our laws. The woman is always on top. It is our sign that we dominate males.”

The sexy nibbling on her ear stopped.

“Where I come from, males and females are equals. We have sex in all kinds of positions.”

“What…what kinds of positions?”

“I can show you.”

He could show her? Sweet Goddess, no. She couldn’t allow him to show her. A proper woman never allowed the male full rein.

As if sensing her inner turmoil, he reached up and placed a thumb beneath her chin and then gently tilted her head upward until their gazes clashed.

He grinned at her.

“You look properly shocked.”

“We’ve been taught women are to be only on top of the male. I…I’ve never done it any other way except standing under the waterfall, with you.”

And she’d loved it!

“Honey, you don’t know what you’ve been missing. We have many, many different positions. The possibilities are endless. We do it with the woman on top. Standing. Man on top. Rear entry standing up…many others ways. For instance in the ass…”

In her ass? By a male? How interesting.

“Which is your favorite position?” she asked.

“All of them.”

“Teach them to me.” She couldn’t believe she’d just said that.

“I thought you said we should save our energy?”

“We can rest later.”

Her hand lifted and she ran a finger along the hot edges of his lips. Suddenly she wanted him to try out every position he knew.

“Start with the one at the top of your favorite list,” she suggested.

Joe shifted beside her and Annie caught a glimpse of his massive penis, already hard and eager for her.

“You can tell me to stop any time you don’t feel comfortable,” he whispered.

Annie nodded. Fire danced through her veins and her heart cracked like a jackhammer as he slowly knelt down in front of her.

“Lie down on your back and spread your legs,” he instructed softly.

She did as he suggested, stretching out on the warm softness of the moss. She watched with curiosity as he grabbed the food sack, emptied the meager contents beside them. Scrunching the bag, he gently stuffed it under her hips, bringing her pussy up toward him.

He stared down into her face, his eyes deadly serious.

“I won’t hurt you, Annie.”

“I know you won’t. I trust you.” And she did.

Her pussy burned with want as he took his thick pulsing penis in his hand and lowered it between her thighs. She wasn’t surprised to find that his hot male flesh slid easily into her. She was wet for him. She was always wet for him.

His pulsing rod was hot and her vaginal muscles welcomed him eagerly, clamping around his male flesh as he entered.

To her surprise he hooked his hands beneath her knees and hoisted her ankles over his shoulders. She gasped as his calloused hands slid off her legs and cradled her ass cheeks. Sensations ripped through her as he thrust his strong erection fiercely into her very core, filling her completely.

His smile was bright and sweet as he grinned down at her.

“You like?”

“Don’t stop!” she gasped.

“This is one of the positions best to hit a woman’s G-spot.”

She didn’t really care what a G-spot was. All she knew was she wanted to cry out at the lovely pressure building inside her vagina as he began to rock back and forth. His rapid thrusts were deep and powerful. They increased the fantastic pressure building deep inside her lower belly. Within moments fierce spasms rippled through her and she moaned shamelessly.

Joe’s breaths were ragged and uneven as his fierce strokes grew faster, more demanding, more animalistic.

Closing her eyes, she inhaled sharply as her pussy muscles contracted harder around his hard penis. She exploded in a river of spasms. Each spasm more powerful than the last.

He kept pistoning into her and she shuddered as the violent waves engulfed her. The intensity of the pleasure took complete hold and Annie rode the searing waves into a blinding madness.

She cried out over and over as the powerful orgasms hit. She didn’t care if anyone heard. Her mind was gone. Her body was enveloped in the intense bliss her male created as he thrust.

His cock stretched into her as he continued to plunge ruthlessly, making tears of joy stream down her cheeks. More shudders ripped through her, spinning her through the madness of pleasure. They engulfed her and Annie cried out again and again.

Soon her cries were drowned by his heavy groans as he joined her in her world of ecstasy.

Joe came. Hard. His hot seed spilling into her like a tidal wave. Annie smiled as his completion filled her and dripped out of her vagina, drenching the insides of her thighs.

She thanked the Goddess of Freedom for sending her this male. A male who was making her wildest dreams come true.

Chapter Fourteen

Joe awoke to sunshine slicing straight into his eyes. He groaned as he lifted a hand to keep the sun out of his eyes. From beside him he heard a sweet giggle. Turning his head, he smiled at Annie, who propped herself up on an elbow.

She was watching him. Her cheeks were flushed from their intense lovemaking. Her cute lips twitched as she tried to hide another giggle.

“Did I hurt you?” she asked.

“Actually I should be asking you that question with all your moans and cries,” he said.

A hint of a smile teased her lips. She shrugged her shoulders and her luscious breasts bounced at the gesture. His cock throbbed. It took all his strength to keep from reaching out and dragging her on top of him.

“What can I say? You bring out the best in me.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

The rosy shade in her cheeks increased a notch. “How about you? Did you enjoy it?”

“Immensely. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure of fucking.”

“Does this mean there have been other women?”

“A few, but they always left me wanting something more.”

“They didn’t satisfy you?”

“I guess when it came right down to it, no, they were lacking something. And you? What about your males, did they satisfy you?”

“They were passable enough. Unfortunately I haven’t had a male since the Slave Uprising last year.”

Well, that explained her desire for sex at every turn. He inhaled sharply as she skimmed a hot finger along the front length of his neck and down over his chest muscles.