Burning Ceres (3 page)

Chapter Five

He was heavy, but her body was craving the warmth from his, saving her energy by stealing his. He
didn’t
have his full weight on her and she guessed that his arms and legs must be taking up some of the balance.

She also knew now exactly who had purchased her.
Raanan
Adonai
.
A wealthy merchant from an old family that had no title, but demanded respect.

The clue had been the bite. Like her own family, the
Adonai
family had intermarried with alien
races,
only in his case the Azon connection was far more recent. Which meant that the pointed fangs that had dug into her neck were
part and parcel
of his heritage. It was also an Azon mating reflex to hold one’s mate by the neck while trying to impregnate them.

She moved her head and was unsurprised to find no soreness or stiffness on her neck, his tongue had closed most of the wounds. Her thighs however were definitely sore. They had never held themselves apart for that long.

With a slow sigh of
satisfaction
he moved off her. He lay
back and cupped her ass to turn her toward him
and simply dragged her over him like a blanket. It was not a graceful manoeuvre, but it worked.

A dull throb between her thighs caused her to shift slightly and a hand on her buttocks kept her in place. She sighed and let her body do what it would. Now that he had been inside her body, his sex drive would be increased to match hers and they
wouldn’t
have much rest in the next few days. A
Nyal
woman’s body during heat was a chemical factory designed to get pregnant. They were induced
ovulators
, so the more sex for them, the larger the chance of pregnancy.

She wished that she could see his face. She remembered him from countless events at her father’s palace. The
Adonai
family had exceptional control of the trade routes to
Nyal
and a great deal of mineral rights to a vast variety of planets and asteroid belts. When other families had been making names for themselves in the royal courts trying to gain titles, the
Adonai
had left one member at court and sent the rest on geological expeditions to lay claim to a variety of minerals and gems.

The result was that they had a ton of financial support, but minimal social standing. Generations later, they had refused the titles offered to them in exchange for some of their mineral rights.

Her owner’s stomach rumbled and she smiled. “You think it’s funny do you?”

“Well, given my current position, it felt kind of funny.” She propped her head up on a fist and looked toward where she assumed his face was.

“Are you hungry?” His hands sifted through her hair and untangled some of the white locks.

“If I am not now, I will be shortly.”

“Then let’s eat.” He sat up and moved out from under her. “Wait here.” She heard him cross the room, the inner door unlock, then open. His return was heralded by the lock again and a rattling of plates. The food was still warm, she could smell the steam, and she felt her body heat with a blush as she realized that
whomever
had delivered the food had heard all of their cries.

She heard the splashing of liquid and assumed he was pouring a beverage. The hand on her inner thigh made her jump and the damp trail of a cloth touching her intimately made her flinch away from his hand. “Hold still.”

“Then give me a warning. What are you doing?”

“Cleaning the blood and come from you. There wasn’t much
bleeding
, but it can’t be comfortable.”

“I thought it was supposed to feel like that.”

He finished cleaning her and moved away. “No, it is supposed to take longer, with more work on my part, and your climax is only the start of our play, not the end.”

“Oh.”
Wow, more?
Did she want to feel more? “You will have to explain these things to me. I
don’t
know much about anything but pleasing myself and what we just did. How much more can there be?”

His dark chuckle caused another tendril of warmth to curl in her belly. He was over near the food again and preparing something. Then he came back and took her hand, leading her to a table only a few feet away from the bed.

He tugged her into his lap and began to feed her, blowing on hot tidbits of food before offering them to her. She ate familiar stews, breads cheeses, drank watered juice and a piece of her
favorite
fruit before putting up her hand for him to stop.

He ate his own meal in silence and she worked up the nerve to ask him a slightly less abrasive version of the question that was ringing in her mind. “What do I call you?”

Quickly she went to fill in the silence that reigned after that question, “I mean, I can’t see you, don’t know who you are, and have no idea why you chose to buy me. Do I call you master?
Or
sir? Do you have a rank that you wish to be known by, or another title?”

“I haven’t given it much thought. I will let you know.” His tongue lapped at her lower lip and she realized that the juice from the fruit had left a trail on her.

Just that simply, her body began to prepare for his entry. In a few heated kissed he had reduced her to panting and clutching at his shoulders once again. He simply lifted her to straddle him and she froze at the feel of him once again preparing to enter her. His hands on her hips gently coaxed her to relax onto him and as his cock took over her
passage
she let herself relax.

His mouth covered her lips and neck with feverish kisses, working his way down to her breasts as he bent her back over one arm and found the bud of sensation at the top of her sex with the other. He suckled at her breasts, one after the other as his fingers teased her clit with a circular motion and sharp flicks now and then. Her body was still, humming like a bowstring, the muscles in her channel alternately clasping and releasing his cock in time to her growing passion.

As she gasped and shuddered in a wet torrent between her thighs, she realized that the soreness within her
had been erased
in that second orgasm.

She had barely slumped against him in submission when he rose suddenly to his feet and turned her onto the bed, disengaging his body with a wet pop. Flipping her to her
belly
he stroked his hand down her spine parting the curves of her buttocks with a smooth motion.

Her hands clutched the bedding as her mind focused on that hand. It trailed between her thighs and rubbed gently against the heated core that he had so recently occupied. She whimpered and arched her hips into his hand as his fingers skated across her opening, trying to impale herself on his digits.

He chuckled and she felt him cover her, rubbing against her back in a slow and sensual way. The blunt heat of him lodged between her thighs, teasing her with the promise of a long and slow thrust.

His teeth nibbled at the back of her neck, sending shivers of anticipation through her as he kept up his slow and deliberate stroking of her flesh with his. Her spine curved and twisted, seeking a firmer contact as she shook with lust.

Ceres had parted her thighs so wide in invitation that her hips protested. When sobs began to break from her he murmured soft words against her neck and shoulder and slid his member home.

Her sobs of frustration continued as he began to thrust gently within her, stroking against the front wall of her channel with every motion. A fine shivering took over her body as it climbed to the point of release more rapidly that she would have believed possible.

Sweat coated her back and it dawned in her
lust fogged
brain that his self-control was costing him. Good. As she groaned in the grip of an endless wave of
release
he finally pounded into her in the manner she had craved.

Her shaking arms pushed her into him with all the strength her body could spare as the rest of him kept her firmly in place. As she rose up, his head moved over her shoulder and his teeth sank into her again, holding her in place as his hips plunged and bucked in his own release.

Her body reacted to the pain and another wave of pleasure broke over her.
Sparks
flew behind her eyes and she slowly went limp in his embrace. Moments later, she was asleep.

* * * *

She roused briefly as she felt a warm cloth being stroked down her body, and as her attendant realized that she was
awake
a soft female voice encouraged her to relieve herself. Hands guided her into the facility chamber and she took care of her other needs.

Those same hands helped her rise and led her to a shower. The warmth of the water soothed muscles that she had never used in her life. The water flowed through the mating mask and cooled her fevered flesh.
The porous nature of the leather had never been appreciated by her
before this moment, but the water creeping between her skin and the mask was so soothing she almost cried.

Being at the mercy of her biological urges had never seemed more frustrating than at this moment. Her skin could feel the warmth of the water but it paled in comparison to the heat coming off her flesh.

The hands were gentle, as if bathing an infant. She had every nook and cranny washed with astonishing thoroughness.
And
kindness considering the words of the housekeeper when she had arrived.

She practically expected to have an icy bucket thrown over her to wake and refresh her after the formal first day was over.
Not this.
“Thank you. You are being very kind.”

“It was your first
time, that
requires a certain amount of energy to keep oneself for the first mating for as long as you did. You must have remarkable self control.” The soft voice was amused and Ceres vividly recalled the smell of blood in the room that had not really abated.
Her blood.
All over the sheets.
If
Raanan
was
smart, he would send the sheet to her father as proof of her honour, and gain some new properties for the offspring that they would have.

“Keeping untouched was tricky, but predicting my heat cycle was science. Each time it hit, I hid in a medical tank and waited it out.”

“Very ingenious.
Not many would have thought of it.”

“Well, my thinking is a little off the beaten path. And I was desperate at the time.” A soft chuckle from her companion and she
was rinsed a final time to get the soap off her, then led to a massage table and asked to lie down
.

Soothing oils were poured onto her skin and she groaned as muscles were loosened by no-nonsense hands that worked at her tissues with the goal of relaxing her. After the first few minutes of pummelling, Ceres found herself nodding off.

The hands had moved to her lower spine and were now working on her buttocks and thighs. As she drifted in and out of
consciousness
she noted idly that the fingers were doing more exploring than massaging now. Her body began to warm under those hands, and she came belatedly to the realization that the oil that
had been used
on her was waking the nerves in her skin with a warm pulse.

Her thighs
had been parted
without her noticing, and the thumb that stroked across the seam of her buttocks made her rise in surprise. The thumb began to rub gently at the rosebud of her anus and she squeaked in shock as it slipped inside.

Her owner’s voice murmured gently to her as what was obviously his thumb began to move within her. Her body seemed to welcome the invasion with a wave of heat, but her mind was spinning in surprise. The oil that coated her worked its way into her, carried by that thumb. She shook as the pulsing heat made her raise her ass toward the invading digit.

It left her with a soft withdrawal, and the hand patted her straining buttock. Hands around her waist drew her to her knees on the massage table and the head of his cock pushed past her slick petals and into her in one determined thrust.

The belly chain that they had placed on her in the Grand Arena was still in place, and he used it to hold her and draw her into the sharp slap of his thighs against her. Ceres shook and gasped with every stroke, trying to meet his thrusts, but having to give into his relentless rhythm.

She dropped to her elbows and leaned to one side to move her own hand to her clit. A few circular strokes and she came, bucking and shivering in release.

She dropped her head onto her bent arms and simply took the rest of the pounding that he was giving her. His fingers dug into her hips as he grunted and sighed as his own release slammed into him.

After a long moment with their bodies fused
intimately
he withdrew and gathered her into his arms.

She snuggled into him, the heat from his body a warm blanket around her. He walked with her back to the bed and they snuggled between clean and crisp sheets. She sighed happily and was relaxed in his embrace when she felt a touch at the back of her head, and the mask released.