Deep Penetration; Alien Breeders I (26 page)

Tariq frowned and finally
released a pent up breath.
“You handle it.
I need fresh air.”
He switched to English.
“Go get in the chair, baby.”

“
You should at least stay
until she’s ready.”

Tariq flicked a glance at him, but he
nodded. Getting to his feet, he followed Emerald to the chair and
fastened her in, adjusting it. Koryn joined him a few moments later
and immediately began massaging her breast. Tariq worked with him
until she was wet and he could insert the dildo. When he’d inserted
it, however, he turned and strode to the door. He didn’t look
back.

Koryn stood watching the pumping
machine for several moments and finally flicked a look at Emerald’s
face. Her head was thrown back, her face a mask of agonized
pleasure. Seeing that Tariq had forgotten the gag, he looked around
until he found it and put it in place.

After glancing at the door, he crossed
the room to Tariq’s desk and pulled up the data he’d been working
on. He discovered it was next to impossible to focus on trying to
unravel the code when he could hear the steady hum of the machine
pumping into her and hear her moans above that.

No fucking wonder Tariq needed to
escape! If he’d spent the day listening to that and watching it he
would be fucking lunatic!

Struggling to close his mind to it, he
noted the time and returned his attention to the codes. When he
glanced at the clock again, he discovered more than an hour had
passed. Leaping up from the chair, he strode quickly to the chair
and shut the machine off. Emerald had either fainted or she was
faking it. He checked her pulse and then her eyes. Relieved that
she’d merely fainted, he left her to rest and returned to the
desk.

He managed to break another piece of
the code by the time Emerald finished her second session. He helped
her from the chair and sent her to the bathroom to relieve herself
and then headed to the bed and stripped. When she came out, he
summoned her to suck him off, gritting his teeth as she opened her
mouth obediently. Relief flickered through him when she didn’t bite
him. He settled back to enjoy it, clasping her head to guide her
until she had the rhythm he needed.

“
Rest,” he said when she’d
sucked him dry, leaving him as weak as water. He hadn’t realized
just how weak until he came to and discovered that Emerald had
grasped his cock and was stroking it. He stared at her from beneath
heavy eyelids as she leaned down to cover the head of his cock,
tensing briefly and then relaxing when she didn’t try to damage him
as he’d more half suspected was her intention. Tariq returned just
as she brought him off the second time. He was peripherally aware
of it, but too focused on the pleasurable suction of her mouth and
the hard contractions of his climax to do more than note
it.

“
How many sessions has she
had?”

Koryn managed to lift one eyelid.
“Two.”

“
That’s enough for
tonight. She needs to rest.”

Koryn nodded with an effort and
struggled to his feet. Discovering he really didn’t feel like
pulling his boots on, he tucked them under his arm once he’d pulled
his uniform on and left barefoot.

Tariq undressed and climbed into the
bed when he’d left, pulling Emerald against his length.

“
Would you like for me to
suck you off?”

Tariq swallowed with an effort. He
wanted her to so bad he could taste it. He’d almost come just from
watching her bring Koryn off. “You’re tired. Rest.”

She slipped a hand down his belly and
cupped his cock.

Tariq ground his teeth. “Do it,” he
growled.

She shifted down the bed and took him
into her mouth. He struggled to keep from groaning out loud the
moment he felt the heat of her mouth close around his flesh. He
felt like he was going to explode the moment she touched him, but
he fought it, wanting to relish the feel of her hands and mouth a
little longer. With the best will in the world, he couldn’t hold
his seed more than a few moments, however. He uttered a choked
grunt as the first contraction hit him, groaned and then grunted as
the second wave struck, knocking the breath from him
again.

He was barely conscious when she
finally stopped sucking at him, too weak even to push her away. She
righted herself when she couldn’t suck anymore from him. He roused
enough to curl around her and drag her close and then passed
out.

He summoned Koryn to bring breakfast
for the three of them when he rose the next morning, leaving
Emerald asleep while he performed his morning tasks. He felt
downright cheerful right up until Emerald woke and he saw the dark
circles beneath her eyes. He felt even worse when he sent her to
take care of her needs and watched her limp into the bathroom as if
every step brought pain.

He didn’t have much appetite for the
food when Koryn arrived with it. “I need to take care of
arrangements for the shipment,” he said as soon as they’d settled
at the table. “I’m going to leave you in charge of Emerald’s
sessions until I get back. She’ll need four between now and lunch.
On an hour, off an hour. If I’m not back by then, give her an hour
to rest before you start the afternoon sessions.”

Koryn flicked a look at
Emerald and then sent Tariq a sardonic look.
“Coward.”

“
Fuck you!”
Tariq growled.
“Like I
said, I have to make arrangements.”

“
Which you could make from
here.”

“
Except I’m not fucking
going to.”

“
Fine! I’ll listen to
fucking music. The sound of that gods damned machine drives me up
the wall.”

“
I endured it all day
yesterday, gods damn it! You can handle it today.”

“
It was your fucking idea
to start with!”

“
You’re the one that
pointed out that she was in danger as long as she refused to comply
and that she
wasn’t
docile!”

“
As if you hadn’t
noticed!”

Tariq’s lips tightened. He got up
abruptly and dumped Emerald in the chair he’d vacated. “Be a good
girl for Koryn, baby, and I might not give you any sessions
tonight.”

“
You aren’t at least going
to stay and get it started?”

“
No. My balls feel better
than they have in days. I’d like to keep it that way for a few
fucking hours.”

Koryn glared at the door for several
moments after it closed behind Tariq and then looked at Emerald.
“Come here, baby.”

She got up and rounded the table and
he pulled her onto his lap. Cradling her with one arm, he began
stroking her. He spent twenty minutes fondling her breasts and her
clit and was as hard as if she hadn’t brought him off twice the
night before. Abandoning the idea of handling the session himself,
he told her to get up and get in the chair. He was relieved when
she obeyed without hesitation, but like Tariq, he wasn’t
convinced.

All the same, he thought when he’d
bound her and positioned her, she was at least maintaining a façade
of docility. If she could manage that when he knew without a doubt
that the mechanical wonder Tariq had dug up had to be pure torture
for her, there was some hope she might survive. She was dry again
when he checked her, tense despite her outward appearance of calm.
He worked her heat up again until she was wet and parted her nether
lips for the machine as he’d seen Tariq do. He hadn’t actually
watched the penetration before. By the time the thing had stretched
the mouth of sex wide enough to breach it and began to penetrate
her he felt like he had a knot in his throat the size of his
fist—and that it was his balls.

He swallowed convulsively several
times while he watched the thing slowly enter her and withdraw.
When he decided there was enough moisture, he adjusted the speed
and beat a retreat to Tariq’s desk. He’d no sooner settled than the
volume of Emerald’s tortured gasps and groans reminded him that
he’d forgotten the gag.

Leaping to his feet again, he gagged
her and then moved to the entertainment console and selected music,
setting the volume high enough he couldn’t hear the robotic
bio-cock or Emerald’s muffled groans. He returned to Tariq’s desk
then and settled to picking apart the code.

Emerald had three long sessions rather
than four one hour sessions due to the fact that the music and his
attempts to crack the code distracted him enough that he had
difficulty also watching the time. He had a third string by the
time he realized it was noon.

He had to carry Emerald to the
bathroom to relieve herself. Mentally kicking himself, he carried
her to the bed afterwards, told her to rest and ordered a tray sent
to Tariq’s quarters. He roused her when he decided she’d slept at
least an hour and fed her. Tariq still hadn’t returned so he sent
her to the chair again and began the afternoon sessions.

He’d managed part of a fourth string
of numbers and Emerald was part of the way through her fourth
afternoon session when Tariq returned. Tariq strode immediately to
Emerald, studied her a moment and shut the machine off. From there
he strode to the entertainment console and shut that off, as
well.

“
What are you doing?” he
asked tightly.

Koryn glanced around at him in
surprise. “I’ve got two more strings and part of
another.”

Tariq’s brows rose. He strode the desk
and looked at the image over Koryn’s shoulder.

“
Does it still look like
spacial coordinates?”

“
It does. Move and let me
pull up some maps.”

Koryn got up and stretched.

“
Why was Emerald in
session when I came in? Did she give you any trouble?”

Koryn glanced at him in confusion.
“Didn’t you say she was to have four in the afternoon?”

“
It isn’t afternoon,”
Tariq said tightly.

Startled, Koryn glanced at the clock.
“Gods!”

Tariq faced tightened. “How fucking
long did you leave her on that gods damned thing?”

Koryn felt his face heat. “Almost an
hour and half—this last time. I made sure she rested a full hour
between each session, though.”

“
You’re sure she only had
four?”

Uneasiness slithered through Koryn.
“Yes,” he responded a little doubtfully.

“
You aren’t
certain?”

Koryn frowned and finally relaxed.
“I’m certain.”

“
Help her out of the chair
while I look for maps—and order us a tray. I skipped the noon meal.
I’m starving.”

Koryn was less convinced when he’d
unbound Emerald. She was unconscious and she didn’t rouse when he
we’d removed her restraints. Alarm flickered through him but, to
his relief, her pulse was even and strong—a little rapid
considering she was unconscious, but possibly the cause of it. When
he’d carried her to the bed, he checked her pulse again. It had
slowed and after a few moments her eyelids fluttered.

Angry with himself for allowing
himself to get so caught up in what he was doing on the computer
that he’d lost track of time, he debated brief and finally settled
beside her on the bed, holding her close and stroking her
soothingly. She flinched at each touch. When she finally seemed to
relax completely, he left her and ordered the tray of
food.

“
How is she?”

“
Resting.”

Tariq closed the
holo-image on his desk when Koryn’s assistant arrived with their
food. Striding to the bed, he shook Emerald awake and then scooped
her up and carried her to the table when she seemed more inclined
to sleep than to get up. She was also more inclined to sleep than
eat, Tariq discovered after trying to tempt her several times.
Giving up after a few minutes, he caught her face in his hand and
turned it to study it and then sent Koryn a deadly
glare
. “She’s exhausted,”
he said tightly.

“
You thought she wouldn’t
be?”
Koryn retorted.
“This is her second day. I thought that was the plan—to wear
her down until she wasn’t able to fight.”

Tariq’s lips tightened,
but he got up and took her back to the bed without another word,
tucking her beneath the sheets and lingering for a few moments to
stroke her hair before he returned to the table.
“I found a leak in one of the hydraulic
lines,”
he said evenly when he’d settled
again.
“It took most of the day to fix it,
but the ship will be ready to leave tomorrow.”

Koryn met his gaze for a
long moment and finally nodded. “Emerald
should be ready enough to leave tomorrow.”

Tariq frowned,
thinking.
“I think it would be best if you
had your assistant bring me the trunk I left in the hold
tomorrow—early. I’m sure Celia left something in it Emerald could
wear.”

“
I should give her a
sedative to keep her calm. How long do you want her to
sleep?”

“
At least three hours … if
possible.”

“
I’ll have to give her a
time release capsule to manage that. Any luck with the
maps?”