Maggie's Abduction (Siren Publishing Classic) (6 page)

“Some females allow a male to take a dominant role over their lives, but most are independent and are not restricted in any way by their males. Can you explain to me what you deem submissive? I want to make you happy when we’re together, so help me understand, please.” Maggie wrung her hands. She was getting the impression that their society had a very dominant/submissive feel to it with submissive females and dominant males. She had read quite a few romance novels with that kind of twist and actually enjoyed those types of fantasies. Fear skated down her spine as she thought through some of the things she’d read. She wasn’t sure she could actually become submissive enough if pain was going to be used on her.

“Our females, once claimed, serve their mate in all aspects. If we were in a home, you would prepare food, clean, keep our clothing clean. In our sexual relations you would submit to anything I want, giving me control of not only your body but of your release. In our society, the females are trained to not orgasm unless permitted.” He leaned forward and stroked Maggie’s cheek. The look of affection in his eyes made her heart beat faster. “In return we provide for the household. I would work and keep you safe.”

“That actually sounds similar to our society other than the sexual aspects. Most women are in charge of the household, taking care of the duties inside. Explain to me what I did wrong today.” She leaned her face into his caress. His strength seeped into her through the contact.

“When you spoke to Parhan without permission, you were announcing to all the other males that you were not mine even though they could smell me on you. It is the highest disrespect for a mate to outwardly deny their mate’s claim on them.” A soft growl vibrated the bed. “When I saw you speaking to him, I was so angry. I wanted to kill him for looking at you.”

Maggie reached over and placed a hand on his chest. She looked into his eyes and willed him to see her sincerity. “I didn’t understand my actions. I wouldn’t deny you and won’t act this way again.”

He sighed and nodded. “When we are around other males, you must keep your eyes down and not look at anyone other than me. If a male approaches you and speaks, you must look to me for permission before you may speak to him. If you must ask me a question, you’re to look to me and make sure to address me with ‘Master’ if you want to get the question answered. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I think so. Why did you allow me to talk with Nora, the other human? You weren’t angry when I talked to her.”

“When I placed you at the table, I told you that you could talk with her. I gave you permission to speak with her. If I hadn’t, you would have been punished for talking with her.” He scowled. “Perhaps I will speak with all of the males that now have humans. If these concepts are foreign to you, they’ll be unknown to the other women as well. I hope that the males that have received the females will be as lenient with punishments as I have been.”

“I hope so, too,” she said. Maggie worried about the other women, especially after knowing that only three others had been seen. She hoped that she’d be able to talk to them soon. Having other women around experiencing the same upheaval would be helpful.

She was pulled from her thoughts by a light touch running down the outside of one breast. She jerked back instinctively and then froze when Raharan growled. She looked up into his face and could clearly see the lust and need glistening in his eyes.

“Disrobe and lay on the bed, Maggie. We’ve talked long enough. I have need of your body.” He stood and methodically removed his boots and pants. His cock was fully erect and already glistening with pre-cum. The sight of him almost brought Maggie to her knees. She scrambled off the bed and with shaking fingers removed the shirt. The urge to reach out and touch him was almost too much. With a swallow and a sigh, she looked up into his eyes.

“May I touch you?” Her voice was husky with need. Warmth flooded her pussy, and she could already feel herself becoming wet.

“You may touch me, but you will listen to me if I give instructions.” He took the two steps that separated them and ran his hands down her arms. Shivers ran through her body with the warmth from his hands.

She licked her lips and grinned when his eyes moved to watch her tongue. She licked them again just to watch the desire flare in the golden depths of his eyes. They darkened to burnt gold with his need. She reached out a tentative hand and stroked down his chest. He was hairless across the chest and very warm. Skimming her fingers across his nipples gained her a low growl and a gasp from him. She grinned. One more step brought her flush with his body and pressed his cock between their stomachs. She stroked her hands down his stomach and around to his back, lightly scratching with her fingernails as she went. He shivered under her hands and fed her desire to see what other responses he could give her.

She moved her hands over his low back and down to squeeze his ass. She licked his chest and worked a slow wet path to a nipple as she stood on her tiptoes. She wasn’t ready for the quickness of his response and cried out as he grasped her arms and tossed her on the bed. She righted herself just in time to be pinned down by his body and both arms being locked in restraints.

“Why are you restraining me again?” Confusion and need were clouding her thoughts. His heavy body rubbed seductively along her mound and she separated her thighs to allow his body closer to hers.

“You were trying to dominate me with your hands and tongue. I won’t allow that. I may understand your differences, but I won’t allow you to do those things to me.” He growled, and his anger finally seeped through her fog.

“You mean your women are never allowed to taste your body or touch you? But, you liked it.”

“You are allowed to taste my cock, but licking my chest like I was a female won’t be allowed.” He was still scowling but he seemed less angry. Maggie was confused, but she was starting to understand what he was talking about. She sighed. If all sexual contact was going to be under his order, she wasn’t ever going to get to do some of the things to his body that she wanted to.

“So, I can never really touch you? Kiss your body? Taste your skin? I really want to. I want to know what you taste like.” She wrapped her legs around his hips and ground against his cock to punctuate her thoughts. Her mind was racing for a way around the man’s need for control. “What if you were in charge and I ask your permission for each place I want to explore?”

She watched him ponder her request and saw the moment he was going to relent. She tried to hide her grin.

“We will try this, but the moment I feel you are overstepping your limits, I will punish you. Do you understand?” He was still scowling, but the anger was gone.

“I understand, Master,” she answered, hoping the title would help her cause. “Would you please release my cuffs so I may please you?”

He huffed but climbed off the bed and released her wrists from the restraints. He stood watching her with hooded eyes that showed both lust and trepidation. She wanted to laugh at the indignation he was radiating, but that wouldn’t help her need to get off.

“Master, I would like to kiss you and touch you with my hands. Will you allow it?” She tried to phrase her request to mollify him. She was really turned on thinking about all the things she wanted to do to him, and having to ask permission by voicing her actions was making her hotter.

“You may.” His clipped words were strained. She could tell he was not enthusiastic about this turn of events.

Maggie approached him with slow steps and kept eye contact while she walked to him. She reached out with both hands and ran them up his chest, lightly skimming his nipples and relishing how quickly they hardened. She skimmed her hands over his shoulders and pulled him down to her mouth. She watched surprise cross his features a moment before she touched her lips to his. His lips were warm and soft against hers. She waited a moment to see if he would take control of the kiss. When he didn’t, she parted her lips on a sigh and slowly stroked the seam of his with her tongue. He tasted slightly like the sweet bread they had eaten for breakfast. She pressed her tongue lightly against his lips trying to get him to open his mouth to deepen the kiss. She opened an eye to find him staring at her with his brows knitted together instead of the passion-filled look she was expecting. She pulled her head away from his with a scowl of her own.

“Why are you licking my face? Is this a human practice?” he asked.

“I was trying to kiss you. Don’t you kiss your females?” Maggie was surprised and slightly miffed. He wasn’t supposed to be scowling at her. He was supposed to be enjoying this so much that he would let her do other things to him. Maybe she really didn’t know enough to be seducing him.

“We kiss pussies with our tongues, but we don’t kiss mouths that way.”

“Well, we kiss on the mouth as well. Will you let me try it with you? Please?”

“Fine, but if I don’t like it, you must stop,” he said with a huff.

She nodded and licked her lips. She pulled his head back down to hers, and she pressed her lips to his again. When she opened her lips and moved her tongue along his lips, he opened his mouth slightly. She sighed into his mouth and slid her tongue along his lips, tickling along his lips and gently entering his mouth. With the first tentative stroke of his tongue with hers, she melted. He tasted like mulled spices so similar to his scent. She moaned into the kiss and was surprised when his arms came around her body, lifting her so he wasn’t bent down. He became more controlling of the kiss, working his tongue into her mouth. She gave up trying to lead the dance of their tongues and melted into his embrace.

He ripped his lips from hers and was breathing heavily. His eyes held nothing but fire and need. He grinned toothily and dove for her mouth again, capturing her lips and ravaging her mouth. They were both breathing heavily after their second kiss. He leaned down, setting her on her feet.

“I think I like kissing. I need you now, Maggie. I know you wanted to touch me, but I need to be inside you. Moving my tongue with yours reminded me too much of how hot and wet your pussy is for me when I am pushing into you. Get on the bed.” He pointed to the mattress to emphasize his command.

She scrambled to the bed and laid on her back, spreading her legs for him. She was wet and ready for him and not embarrassed to show her need. The kiss had been hot, but having him respond to her in something that he had never done before was a heady experience. She wanted to feel him powering inside her.

“You’re so wet for me, little human,” he growled as he climbed up her body. “I can’t wait to be in you. I will try to go slow enough that you will come.”

With those words he shifted his hips and pushed into her opening. He groaned when his balls were resting against her ass. She watched his face and loved seeing the ecstasy her body gave him when he was moving inside her. She let a moan escape her lips when he pulled out and slammed back into her with harsh strokes. Her clit was rubbed with each downstroke bringing her body quickly to an orgasm. She tilted her hips and wrapped her legs around his hips, increasing the depth he could plunge into.

Raharan bent down and captured a nipple with his lips. His tongue flicked rapidly over the nub, shooting sensations straight to her clit. She shot over the edge and exploded around him, moaning loudly with her release. She grabbed his shoulders and held on, letting his body ground her as she flew apart. Her back arched, pushing her breast against his mouth and she was rewarded with more flicks from his tongue. She screamed as she plummeted into another orgasm, milking his cock as he came with a roar. Her muscles spasmed around his shaft, pulling more groans from him as he lay on her chest.

He pulled out of her body, and she wanted to curl up with the loss. She was still drifting somewhere out of her body and wanted to feel his arms wrapped around her. A dip in the mattress and warm arms pulled a sigh from her lips.

“I think we will try some more of the human activities. I liked kissing. Later I will let you touch me more.”

Life took on a schedule for the next few days. They slept entwined together until the breakfast bell woke them, unless Raharan woke her for sex. They ate, and usually he fed her pieces of food from his platter. She had found that she enjoyed most of the food items that they were fed. They showered and returned to the cell until it was time for them to go into the exercise yard. Maggie was allowed to talk with the human women that were still alive. There were only five of them now, so they all assumed the other five died at the hands of the Xeltec or the Pa’Kren.

Raharan finally told her about his race and their home planet. The Pa’Kren lived on a planet that sounded very similar to Earth. His people had better technology and were space travelers, but the rest of their lives sounded very similar to Earth’s. They spent hours comparing everything from food to types of transportation on their respective planets. She laughed until tears streamed down her face when she explained about cheese and how it was created from milk and bacteria cultures. The idea of eating live bacteria cultures in yogurt actually made him gag. She found the idea of eating a type of tree worm in a similar fashion to pasta a little stomach churning.

Through all of their discussions, he talked about a hope for rescue. Their men were warriors of sorts and actually reminded Maggie of US Marines. They were well-trained, paid military troops that worked for a set number of years for their government or until they found a mate. No mated males were allowed to serve on warships. He swore to her that if a ship had been near when his exploded that the men would try to save them. He explained to her many times about what to do if more males boarded this ship and how to get them to listen to her. Raharan was sure that none of the males would touch her, but he made her practice the sentences repeatedly until she could say them in her sleep.

Maggie was allowed to teach Raharan about kissing and other human sexual customs. One of his favorite was to have Maggie ride his cock. He would roar out his release each time so loudly that other males would tease him during meal times about how vocal he was. She was not allowed to ask him for any sexual position, but she found that if she presented herself in certain positions on the bed he couldn’t help but take her that way.