Fighting Lory (English Edition) (Lords Of Arr'Carthian 2) (7 page)

“OK, I admit that I’ve been a little over dramatic. But that doesn’t change the fact that I don’t want to go to Kordan’s quarters. He’ll try to get into my panties. I’m sure about that.”

“I’ve already told you that he would never harm you. So all you need to do is not react to his attempts. Or have you maybe got a problem doing that? Do you perhaps want him more, after all, than you want to admit?”

Lory snorted.

“Of course not! I don’t want this man at all. You have no idea. But I don’t trust him an inch. It’s lovely that you have such trust in his honor. I don’t!”

Lory did not know who she was trying to convince here - Farron or herself? It was exactly as he had said. She was afraid that she would not be able to resist him. He had already nearly won her round. If the alarm had not been set off she would probably have acquiesced. The man just kissed too damn good. After all she was not frigid for goodness sake.

“Come on, don’t make it difficult for me. I promised that I’d take you to him and I’ll pay for it if I don’t.”

“Sorry about that but I’ve decided that I won’t go. That’s that! I will not go near that intergalactic barbarian and I definitely won’t play the whore for that oversized peacock!”

“He’s claimed you and he won’t let you go, Lory.”

“That’s right!” sounded a cold voice from the doorway.

Lory and Farron turned and Lory swore quietly. Kordan’s posture looked threatening. He was standing with his legs slightly apart, his arms folded. He had changed and was now wearing black trousers and a black shirt.

“Leave us alone,” he commanded, his voice threatening.

Chairs were pushed aside and the few crew members who were in the canteen gradually left the room.
 

“You, too, Farron.”

“Kordan. Perhaps you should…”

“Ouuuuut!” roared Kordan and Farron glanced at Lory apologetically before he got up and likewise left the room.
 

Lory’s heart was pounding madly. She stared back at Kordan. Anger and fear battled within her. Kordan looked as if he might wring her neck at any moment. She was tough but not suicidal. She knew that she had no chance against this giant.

“Oversized what?” he asked in an ominously calm tone.

“Oversized peacock,” Lory helped him out, intimidated.

Kordan’s thick jugular was throbbing and his eyes had become slits. She could have sworn that his pupils were suddenly long. Almost like a cat’s. She swallowed hard.
 

“What is a peacock?” he asked.

“It’s … you don’t want to know.”

“Oh, yes, I
do
want to know!”

Lory moved her tongue nervously over her lips.

“It’s a bird,” she answered tentatively.

“A bird. You’re comparing me with a bird? I don’t understand what you’re getting at.”

“A peacock is a … umm … male bird that puffs itself up conceitedly.”
 

“And you think that I –
puff
myself up, yeah?”

He stood up in front of her threateningly.

“You’re doing it again. Do you see? You’re trying to intimidate me. You do your ‘I’m the general here’ thing and you think you have a right to everyone here. But I’ll tell you something right now! You can forget about ever having me! I’ll castrate you and force your testicles down your throat before I let you touch me. I’m warning you. I’m used to dealing with villains like you. I will …”

She fell silent as Kordan, with one swipe, swept aside the table that had, up to now, stood protectively between them. A cry of fright came from her and she jumped from her chair to run away but he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to him.

“Let me go, you
barbarian
!”

“You belong to me now,” he snarled. ”And the sooner you accept that the less problems we’ll have! And be clear about this now and forever: I won’t let you go! And I’ll kill anyone who lays a finger on you or tries to take you away from me.”

“You are a barbarian if you think that you can simply order me to want you,” she screamed at him.

He sniffed and a little smile played on his lips.

“But you
do
want me,” he murmured. “You want me even now when you’re so boldly fighting me off. Your body accepted a long time ago that we belong together. I can smell your desire.”

Lory swore inside. It simply was not fair that this alien barbarian had such a good sense of smell. The idea that he could really smell her was more than just infuriating - it was completely embarrassing and absolutely unfair! Why was nothing smart occurring to her right now? She always had a come-back. But now she was just standing there, staring at him like an idiot who could not even count to three.
 

‘
OK, if that’s not going to work, I’ll do it another way
,’ she thought miserably.

She acted passively and let him think that she had given up fighting him. As expected, he loosened his iron grip a little and just held his arm round her, stroking her cheek with his other hand. With a swift, proficient move she had turned in his arms and thrown him over her shoulders. His shocked yell was almost too funny and she could not help giggling. Before he could pull himself together she ran towards the exit.

***

Kordan yelled in surprise as he landed hard on his back. That was now the second time that this woman had laid him on his back and it was gradually eating away at his pride in a big way. To rub salt into the wound this little warrior had even had the nerve to giggle as if the whole thing was highly amusing.
 

‘
Well, just wait, my little tiger. I’ll show you that it’s best not to mess with the cheetah.
’

He could see her sprinting towards the door.

“Door open!” she shouted, and the door opened.

She had almost reached her escape route and clearly felt sure of victory because she shouted: “You’ll never catch me, you oversized peacock!”

A nasty grin appeared on his face.

“Doors close,” he said, and the automatic doors closed just in front of Lory. “Security level three.”

Lory uttered a cry of surprise as she was forced to stop suddenly so as not to collide with the now closed door.
 

“Door open!” she shouted, but of course nothing happened.

“Your command is not authorized to refute mine, so forget it,” he explained calmly.

With a colorful curse on her lips she turned to face him. Her eyes actually emitted sparks and a determined expression lay on her full lips. Kordan felt himself grow hard. He was beginning to like the little game of hunter and pray.
 

“Sorry, darling. Did you want to go somewhere?” he asked calmly, leaning casually against the wall.

“You … you …” she began, her voice trembling with rage.

“What? Do you have more interesting names for me?”

“You Neanderthal, dirty scumbag, cow-turd, pea-brain, brainless bastard, son of a mangy bitch, boil on my butt, wannabe Casanova …”

“Very interesting,” Kordan interrupted her, pushing himself away from the wall to slowly move towards her. “But I think it’s time to show you how to use your mouth for better things.”

He briefly saw fear in her beautiful blue eyes before she hid her fear again behind a mask of determination. He admired her courage. Even though he was growing tired of her insulting him and throwing him onto his back he had to admit that he had never had such fun.

***

Lory looked around the room. It was only a matter of time before he would overpower her. She could run round the tables and chairs for a while to keep him at bay, but it was not a tactic that would save her from him for good and her only escape route, the door, would only open at his command.
 

‘
A clear case of checkmate, babe. Now all you can do is wait and hope that he tires of the cat and mouse game at some point
,’ her inner voice mocked her.
 

“I’ll get you one way or another,” he said, slowly getting closer.
 

“Oh, no! Not as long as I still have a breath of life in me,” she hissed at him.

“OK, if you prefer a little game of hunter and pray. I have no objection to that. Don’t you know that cat’s love playing with their prey?”
 

“Sorry, but the comparison with a cat is a bit inappropriate with you. I would associate you more with a gorilla or, better still, a big-foot. Possibly a polar bear, too.”
 

“Really, would you indeed?” he asked, ominously quietly.

The air around Kordan suddenly seemed to flicker and rainbow lights danced around him, then suddenly a huge predatory cat stood in his place. It was a cream-colored cheetah, only much bigger than those she had seen in the zoo at home. A scream came from her lips when the big cat opened its mouth and roared loudly.

“Fucking shit,” she uttered with a combination of fear and awe.
 

The huge cat approached her, its movements supple. Lory knew that there was no way that she could escape the fast cheetah in this room. Moreover she hated being a coward. Her heart pounding wildly, she stood still until the big cat stood right in front of her. Eye to eye with the cheetah, she became more aware of the full extent of its size. Its elegant head came up to her chest.

“OK. You’ve had your fun. Can you change yourself back again now? Please!” she said uneasily as the cheetah’s rough tongue moved over her naked arm.

Summing up all her courage she tried to push the cat’s head away, but the massive animal only pressed itself against her harder and she moved a few steps backwards until a table blocked her way behind her. The cheetah uttered a deep, throaty growl and suddenly the air around it began to flicker again. Very soon Kordan was standing in front of her in his humanoid form and he placed his hands to the right and to the left of her on the tabletop. He was much too close to her. His hot breath was tickling her neck and she shivered involuntarily.

“Did you really think you could escape me?” he murmured into her ear.

When his tongue moved along her neck she could not suppress a moan. He grasped her waist with his large hands and lifted her onto the table then pushed his way between her legs and began to caress her neck with arousing love bites.

“You’ll never escape me, Lory. My cheetah and I will thoroughly enjoy catching you again. I have never entertained the thought of taking myself a mate, but the idea of another man claiming you throws me into a frenzy. You belong to me. It’s best if you never forget that, Lory!”

Lory pressed her hands against his chest and tried to push him away.

“I don’t belong to anyone, you arrogant alien! Let me go, you oversized bundle of fur!”

“You can swear at me as much as you like but you can’t deny that you want me,” he murmured, pulling her closer to him.

“It may well be that there’s a certain physical attraction between us, but I wouldn’t rule out the possibility of there being some alien spell involved. I’ve seen that sort of thing in films. But get this straight – I abhor you with all my soul and from the depth of my heart! You are nothing more than a testosterone-lead, ice-cold fighting machine. You’re not my type, OK? I don’t need an extra-terrestrial lout who …”

She got no further as he closed her mouth with his lips. She bit his lip and tasted blood but he did not move away from her. His kiss was hard, punitive, yet this kiss did not leave her completely unaffected. She could feel her body reacting to his proximity, to his masculine aroma. Before she knew it her body was pushing against his as if it had its own mind, and perhaps that really was the case. Her pussy was tingling and she felt herself getting wet. That had never happened to her before. She was the kind of woman that needed a lot of foreplay to be ready. Never before had a kiss aroused her desire in such a way that she thought she was losing her mind. She could not deny that she wanted him. Groaning loudly she yielded and responded to his kiss.

Kordan answered with a quiet groan that vibrated in his chest. As her lips opened to his kiss, he pushed his tongue into her mouth and kissed her with a hunger as no man had done before. Her legs tightened around his hips and she buried her hands in his hair. Breathing heavily Kordan pulled away from her a little and began to pull his shirt over his head. Up to now she had never been attracted to bodybuilder types, but the sight of Kordan’s muscle mass was turning her on somehow. He was hairless and had a long scar right across his chest. She moved her hand up to his upper body and stroked the scar, then with both hands she explored every muscle, stroking his small, hard nipples with the palms of her hands.
 

He took a sharp breath and shuddered, again making that sexy growling sound. She could feel the vibration in his chest under her hands.

Lory looked up at him and held his gaze as she slowly slid her hands downwards over his six-pack to his trousers. She slid down off the table and now stood directly in front of him. Provocatively she massaged his dick through the material of his trousers and Kordan, groaning, buried his hand in the hair around her neck. With a gentle push from him she went down on her knees and helped to free him from his trousers. It did not surprise her that he was on the large size. Fascinated, she first explored him with her hands, then with her mouth. Kordan’s legs trembled and his hands moved restlessly through her hair. His throaty groaning spurred her on.

“Stop,” he gasped, taking her by the arms pulling her up onto her feet.

With frantic movements he helped her out of her things until she was standing there in only her lace bra and panties. He extended one of his claws and slit open first her bra then her pantie. Finally he lifted her back onto the table and pushed himself impetuously between her legs. She moved towards him and held on tightly to his shoulders as he thrust into her. Lory felt delirious. She threw her head back and he covered her bare throat with hot kisses, moving his tongue to the side of her neck along to her ear.

“Say that you belong to me,” he murmured into her ear whilst he thrust into her, as if possessed. “Say it!”

“No!” she replied, gasping, but the way that she met his thrusting showed that her words were untrue.