Tales of the Forbidden (6 page)

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Kera was also breathing in heavy gasps, unable to say a word. Her eyes were still closed as she waited for him to untie her. A thought crossed her mind of turning the tables on him one day, but she pushed it aside. Thinking like that meant she was planning to stay with him, which she was not. She wasn’t. His arms wrapped around her waist and held her after he released her wrists.

“The thought of moving is hard,” he stated. “I want to stay inside you forever.” He chuckled when he heard her stomach rumble again. “Go take a bath.”

Her legs were like rubber when she tried to stand up. Only with his help was she able to walk into the bathroom, naked of course. She drew a hot bath and sank into it gratefully. The water felt good on her sore flesh, and before she knew it she was relaxing, eyes closed in pleasure. She didn’t get to experience the luxury of soaking at home and wasn’t at the Compound long enough for one either.

“Now that is a sight I can definitely get used to seeing.”

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Kera jumped and quickly sat up in the tub, covering her breasts. “What are you doing?”

Devon dropped his robe and walked up to the tub. Kera felt as if she was going to pass out and she didn’t know if it was excitement from looking at his body or the hunger she felt and saw reflected in his eyes. He stood before her in all his strong, naked glory, letting Kera examine his body before he stepped into the hot water.

Kera gasped when Devon took hold of her legs behind her knees and pulled her to him, sitting her on his lap facing him. His arms wrapped tightly around her body as his hands flattened on her back before moving up to cup her head. His mouth roamed and nibbled her neck, jaw, and shoulder. It felt wonderful.

“What are you doing?” Kera asked, shocked, unable to stop herself from tensing up.

“Having a snack before the meal,” he answered her, squeezing her ass.

“Stop, Devon!” Kera pushed with all her might, worried she was enjoying it too much, and was surprised that he let her go.

Devon chuckled. “I only came in here to let you know that the food is out there and ready.” He moved closer to her again and kissed her lightly on the lips. “And if you want to eat it hot, then move that sexy ass of yours.” He kissed her one more time, got out of the tub, picked up his robe, and then left.

Twenty minutes later, Kera walked out of the bathroom to see the bed had been stripped and remade with clean sheets.

The petite dining table was set with food and Devon, dressed again in his black silk shorts, lounged on the pillows on the floor.

Kera made double sure her robe covered everything, took a deep breath, and swallowed hard. “I think after we eat, we should just go our separate ways.”

She walked over and sat down as far away from him as she could get. He poured two glasses of wine and handed one to her, along with some bread. “Do you know what this time between us is?”

Kera took a small drink. “I think I know enough. What is this?”

“I don’t think you really do.” He started to fill a plate with food for her. “This place is like a chapel.” He waited until she looked 46

up at him. “And you’re drinking wine. Haven’t you ever had wine before?”

“Around here it was oatmeal, which I hate with a passion, and at home I was damn lucky to have the leftovers once my father was finished.” Kera paused. “And what’d you mean this place is a chapel?”

“I mean, we’re now married.”

Kera stopped midway from taking another drink of the wine.

Slowly she put her glass back down and shook her head, looking at Devon as if he lost his mind. “No. We’re not.”

Devon took a bite out of some meat and washed it down with the wine. “Call this our wedding night, or honeymoon.”

“That can’t be,” Kera whispered. “Not possible.”

“Why?” He cut a leg from the chicken on the platter, and Kera watched him with the knife.

“Because, I have some say about whom I marry.”

Devon took a bite of meat and then leaned back once more on the pillows with his legs outstretched, crossed at the ankles.

“Not when you become the property of the Compound. Your father signed all rights away before he left town.”

Kera slipped her own knife under the table as she regarded Devon. “My father shouldn’t have the right to sell me,” she said in a tight voice. “I’m twenty-one. Old enough to say no to coming to the Compound.”

“He signed all the papers,” he told her in a matter-of-fact way. Devon stood up, went to the other room, and came back with papers in his hand. He sat and tossed them to her. “Look for yourself.”

Kera glanced down at the papers. Sure enough they stated that all rights to Kera were signed over to the Compound. She was sold, owned by the Compound with only one chance of gaining freedom and that was by marriage. If she didn’t find a match, then she was to remain a server of the Compound and could be used as they saw fit.

She looked back up at him. “This isn’t right,” she whispered, fisting the paper in her hand.

“Eat something.” Devon pushed her plate towards her.

Slowly she brought some of the meat from the chicken he’d cut up to her lips. “I won’t argue with you about right and wrong.

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Especially since I agree it isn’t right the way the Compound or Treece treats some of you.”

“Then why are you here?”

“I’m here because I wanted you.”

“And I just bet you get everything you want,” she snorted.

“Spoiled rich boy sees something unattainable and just has to figure out a way to get it.”

“Okay first off, I’m not that rich.” He held up a finger. “And second, most of the time I don’t get what I want. I have to work at it.”

Kera rolled her eyes. “Oh please.”

“And for the record, my buddy, Blaine, has been trying to figure out a way to change some of the rules the town has concerning the Compound.”

“And if he did that, then what would you keep your time occupied with?” She batted her eyes at him and smiled sweetly.

Devon chuckled, shook his head, and took a big drink from his wine glass before sitting up. “You.” He reached to the side where a dish was still covered. Taking off the lid, her mouth watered at the sight of the fruit piled high and two chocolate strawberries.

“Now these, I hear, are to die for.” He picked up one of the strawberries and held it up in the air over her head. “Take a bite.”

Kera bit her lip before opening her mouth and taking the large strawberry into her mouth. Her eyes seemed to close automatically as the flavors exploded in her mouth. Sweet juice mixed with chocolate filled her senses and slid down her throat.

Being poor most of her life, the only way she could get something like this was if she snuck into the fields and picked it herself.

Not waiting to be asked again, she reached up and took the fruit from him, finishing it off in two huge bites, sighing softly at the pleasure.

“You like them, huh?” Kera opened her eyes and nodded while he took the other one and bit into it. “I heard they do something special to them to bring out the sweetness.”

“What?” she asked with a mouth full.

“Oh, I’ll never tell,” he smiled, finishing off the fruit, “at least not yet.”

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She got a funny feeling from the smile he was gave her. She licked her lips, moved back on the pillows, and watched him cautiously as he finished off his wine and poured himself more.

“You really should eat something,” he told her again.

“Why?”

“It’s going to be a long night for us. You’re going to need all the energy you can get.”

“If you think I’m going to do
that
with you again, then you’re very mistaken.”

Again he chuckled, “Oh sweet, I plan on doing it all night long.”

She needed to get away, and do it now, before she fell for him. That was her only thought at the moment. Already she felt strange. There was this warming sensation that started at the pit of her stomach and began pulsing down between her legs.

Already her clit started to heat up and throb. And that was something she wasn’t going to give in to.

“Stop calling me sweet!” She rose and went after him with her knife. Her anger and the sexual desire and frustration, rising inside her like a burning flame, left Kera feeling strangled with emotions.

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He grabbed her wrist just as she pounced on him, holding the knife above her head. Devon was very impressed at how strong she was when pissed. Kera seemed to use her whole body to try to get her arm down and that damn knife closer to his face. But since she didn’t weigh that much he was able to hold her back with some ease. “You son of a bitch!” she grunted.

Devon couldn’t help himself and laughed at her. “Come on, Kera. Is that all you’ve got?”

With a little pressure on her wrist and a twist, he managed to force her to drop the knife. But that movement gave her the upper hand, enabling her to do something he wasn’t expecting.

Kera landed her knee squarely in his nuts this time, causing him to let go of her arms and double over in pain like he had never felt in his whole life! Devon rolled over to his stomach, holding his balls and trying not to vomit from the pain. He glared at her from the corner of his eye as she crawled away and 49

headed for the door.

“You’re sick if you think this is a game,” she said in a deadly voice. “This is my life you’re fucking with and as far as I’m concerned this charade is all over. You may be good in bed, but that is about as far as this thing between us is going to go.

Period!”

She got up, backed herself all the way to the door. All Devon could do was lay there watching her, hoping like hell he wasn’t going to be sick.

Kera opened the door, which the staff who brought in the food and changed the bedding had forgotten to lock. Helplessly, he watched her run out.

But Devon wasn’t worried. She couldn’t get out of the Compound without him, and she had nothing on but the robe.

The only thing he might have to worry about would be someone else thinking that he could kiss Kera or that she was free. Then Devon would mostly pity the poor bastard, only because he knew what would happen if someone tried to kiss her. Hell, he was feeling it now and all he did was call her sweet.

“Okay, Kera,” he said to himself as he tried to stand and winced at the pain. “We’ll play hide and seek, but when I get a hold of you, the game is going to be all mine!”

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Kera sat hunched in a corner in the hallway, focusing on all the sounds around her, listening for Devon, and breathing hard.

She knew she’d landed a hard hit this time and was surprised he had not sounded some kind of alarm when she ran from him.

She closed her hands over her ears to diminish the sounds of others moaning in pleasure. The sounds reminded her of why she was here. And Devon.

Perspiration dampened her forehead and her robe was starting to irritate her skin slightly, scratching her flesh, which suddenly seemed too sensitive. Her clit throbbed harder with a newfound need that she just refused to acknowledge.

Kera kept moving from corner to corner, trying to find some way to get out of the compound and stay hidden by the shadows.

The more she moved around, the worse the robe felt on her skin.

Within minutes of hiding, Kera was drenched in sweat, her body felt as if it was on fire, and the pounding between her legs became unbearable.

“I know you’re around here, Kera,” Devon’s voice seemed to sing from down the hall. The sound had her closing her eyes, swallowing hard, not only to resist calling out to him, but also to get her breathing under control. “Come out. Come out, wherever you are. You know you can’t escape from me.”

She heard his footsteps coming toward her, and felt an immense fear of punishment besiege her more than the fear of being caught. The adrenaline pumping through her veins seemed to heighten whatever was going on in her body. “What you feel will only get worse the longer we’re apart.” His steps were getting closer; so close she could feel them. “I know how to ease the need you feel.”

Kera darted out from her corner and headed toward another.

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Over her shoulder, in a voice that didn’t even sound like hers, she said, “What did you do to me?”

“What makes you think I did anything?” he answered.

She groaned at his words.

“The longer you wait this out with me, the worse it will become for both of us.”

Kera moaned as whatever it was in her system hit her with brutal force. Desires unknown to her rushed throughout her, and heat spread to her pussy as wetness ran down her legs. She was on fire, and the need to find something to put it out was her only thought. Her robe seemed too much for her to bear so she tugged it off, a whimper leaving her lips.

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Devon saw her movements in the shadows. He knew exactly where she was and what she was doing. Right this second, he saw her robe fly across the hall. He strolled over to her. Hearing her faint moaning affected him in more ways than he expected this soon. He went right up to her, squatted down, and brushed her damp hair from her face. Covered in sweat, she tried to fight the drug that was raging in her body; the same drug affected him as well. “How… could you… do… this?” she asked her feeling of betrayal obvious in her voice.

“If you hadn’t tried to run, you wouldn’t be in this state now,”

he told her calmly. “You didn’t give me the chance to tell you about this.”

“What… is this?” she was panting, struggling to act normal.

Devon gathered Kera to her feet. He saw the raw lust, and confusion, in her eyes.

“Make this stop,” Kera begged.

He pushed her against the wall. His mouth crushed hers in a kiss that stole his breath and heated both of them further. She wrapped her arms around his neck, putting as much pressure on his chest with her aching breasts as she could. She moaned into his mouth as he hugged her, grinding his aching, covered cock against her wet pussy. Kera lifted one leg up, grinding her pussy against him.

Devon took hold of both legs, wrapping them around his waist as he held her up against the wall. He freed his cock from 52

his shorts and thrust into her hot, hungry pussy. She was pure, scorching heat, wrapping around his heavy cock, milking him in an instant.

Kera broke the kiss and screamed in bliss. Her body shook as she came hard, and Devon ground his teeth together while he rode her out. Over and over, he fucked her with almost brutal force, pushing her to the limit and withdrawing, only to do it again. He had heard about the drug in the strawberries, but never in his wildest dreams did he think it was going to be this intense.

“Don’t stop,” Kera said breathlessly.

Devon pounded into her in an almost cruel manner. “When I’m done fucking you tonight, you’ll be lucky to be able to walk.”

She cried out again as another orgasm hit. Devon groaned, feeling her pussy tighten over him and forcing his seed to shoot deep inside. He was breathing heavy with his head on the wall, still hard, and still deep inside of her. The drug in his body far from spent.

“Run from me again,” he told her in a rough, breathy voice,

“and I will beat you with that paddle.”

Kera didn’t say a word to him, only gave him a faint nod as she rested her head on his shoulder, breathing hard. Devon pushed them both off the wall. He made sure his shorts didn’t fall down his legs as he started heading back towards the bedroom with her in his arms. Her legs wrapped around his body, his cock still solid as stone and deep inside her, stroking the muscles that gripped his cock tightly. He knew that every few steps he took would be agony on her, but he felt that was the price she would pay for running.

“No! It’s starting again!” Kera moaned out in agony.

“And it will be like that for a while.”

“Why?”

“The drug won’t wear off for some time.”

“You gave me a drug?” She sobbed.

“It’s in my system too. Would I have given it to myself?”

Devon had a difficult time getting them back to the bedroom, Kera climaxed a few more times, but mostly due to the drugs.

Because her stomach was empty her body couldn’t fight the effects of the drug like his could.

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When he reached the door, one of the guards who was supposed to have been stationed there gave Devon a guilty look and lowered his eyes to the floor. Devon didn’t have to tell the man what was on his mind. The guard opened the door for them, closed it, and locked it this time.

Devon walked right back to the dining table, put Kera down on the pillows, and went to the bathroom. Taking off his shorts, he cleaned up, then brought back a washcloth and helped to clean Kera as well.

“Eat something,” he told her tearing off a large chunk of bread and handing it to her. “It’ll help with the effects of the drug.”

“Was this your way of getting what you wanted tonight?”

Kera asked with a shaky voice. His firebrand was hunched over holding her stomach.

“Who’s to say I didn’t already get what I wanted tonight?” He took a large bite of the bread, chewing it quickly and hoping to reduce the effect of the drug.

Kera groaned as another wave hit her. “I can’t do this.”

Devon crawled over to her. He picked up a piece of chicken and brought it to her lips. “As long as you eat, it’ll take the edge off.”

“What happens after that?”

He put the food up to her lips. “You’ll see.”

As Kera ate her food, Devon played with her clit, taking the edge off her need like he told her he would. After he thought she had eaten enough, he went back to the bathroom for a wet cloth to wash down her sweaty body. When he was done he lounged back on the pillows right next to her.

“So what should we do now?” he asked in, what he hoped was a lazy manner. He wanted to give off the impression that he wasn’t as affected as she was, even though his cock was still stiff as a board.

“Devon, I can’t do this.” She sounded like she could start crying at any second. “Please!”

“Okay, but one good turn deserves another.” He took hold of her arm, tugging her closer to him, almost on top. “I want you to take my edge off, just like I did for you.”

“What?!” she gasped.

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“Take hold of my dick like this.” He placed her hand around the shaft. “And move it up and down.” He showed her how he wanted her to move.

“What’s this do?” she asked as she tentatively held him.

“Makes me feel good,” he sighed, closing his eyes at the pleasure.

“What happens next?”

“Wait and see.”

Kera moved between his legs and sat up on her knees. She moved her hand like he showed her and Devon fought with the pleasure. He was so close to coming that it was torture for him to let her keep going, yet he was unable to stop her. He knew the second that another wave of lust hit her by the tight grip to his cock.

“Easy!” He placed her hand around the base.

“Devon… please,” she begged with a sob. “I can’t do this anymore.”

Devon moved his hand over her back towards her rear. He moved between the curves, dipping his fingers between the crevasses of her ass to her swollen, wet mound. He pushed two fingers deep inside, hearing a sigh of pleasure from her.

“I want nothing more than to have your lips wrapped around my cock,” he told her in a thick, desire-filled voice. “But now isn’t the time for that. What it is time for is for your sweet pussy to wrap tightly around my cock.”

Devon grasped her gently by her arms, pulling her over his body. He turned her so that she was facing away and lowered her onto his waiting cock. The heat and wetness almost made him come, but he gritted his teeth and fought back.

“Up and down, Kera,” he instructed her. “Just fuck me hard, up and down.”

Kera did as he told her to do. She leaned forward, held onto his legs, and moved her hips strong and fast, up and down. The gasps and pants that came from her lips, as well as the sweet tightness gripping him, really tested Devon’s control.

Kera screamed as orgasm after orgasm washed over her.

Only when it seemed she could move no more did he shift positions. He sat up, forced her to her hands and knees, and rammed into her like a man possessed. The final scream that 55

came from Kera was the last for the night. Her muscles tightened down so hard on his cock and with such intensity that Devon thought she might break him. Cries of pure bliss escaped him, causing him to rear back and shove as hard and as deep inside her as he could possibly get.

It took Devon the longest time to catch his breath. He had never had a woman with this much passion before. Furthermore, he’d never had a woman all night. Most of the others in the Compound were women to be fucked without emotion, forgotten, and left behind.

Devon removed himself slowly from Kera’s heat and moaned as his sensitive cock brushed her clit. He pushed her hair from her face and smiled. She was out cold. He knew this time she wouldn’t be waking up until morning. With his smile still in place, he went about the task of cleaning them both up yet again.

He carried her to the bed and tucked her in. Then he crawled in next to her, enjoying the feel of her heat next to his own.

“Sleep well, Kera,” he said as he kissed her forehead, “In the morning, your life changes.”