Authors: April Zyon
Chapter Six
It
had taken them hours to get the survivors shuttled off of the destroyers and
onto the moon base. Once that was finished she’d been taken to the general’s
destroyer. Thankfully she and Bracken had woken early so that they could hammer
out the kinks in the contract they wanted to draw up between them. It had been
a bit more detailed than she’d anticipated, but in the end it was what they
both wanted and needed. It put a clear definition to what they wanted in life,
together.
She
was seated on a bench in the guest quarters on the general’s ship with his
wife,
Adira
, talking to her. She liked the woman a
lot more than she had anticipated she would. “How is it that the general is
such an imposing man, one that scares the crap out of me but then he looks at
you or your children and he’s a marshmallow?” Sadie wondered if one day that
would be her and Bracken, with children.
“Oh
he’s a very tough man, but he’s also a man that loves his family deeply.”
Adira
was smiling as she spoke. “And then he looks at those
babies and all I can see is his love for his family. Bracken is a good man.
He’s family.”
Adira
changed the subject quickly.
“He’s like a brother to me. You are going to be good to him, right?”
That
took Sadie by surprise but she nodded. “I’ve been in love with him all of my
life.” Even though they had spent very little time together Sadie had known
that Bracken was the one for her. She shifted slightly, the facial film firmly
in place because she didn’t know this woman or the men on the general’s ship.
Thankfully, Bracken had understood. He didn’t like it, but he had understood.
Bracken had gotten her to face herself once more. Bracken had pulled her out of
that shell that she wrapped around herself and there wasn’t anywhere else that
she would want to be.
“Bracken
is a good man. Sadly, however, there were things that his family kept from
him.”
Her, for one.
“But no more.
I’m never letting him go.”
Sadie
watched
Adira
smile and stand. “Then come and give me
a hug, sister, and then we will get you married. Have you worked out the
contract yet?” the woman asked as she hugged Sadie.
“Yes,
we have.”
“He’s
a very dominant male. You are okay with that, right?”
“Very.”
Mostly because Sadie was a serious submissive.
She had
waited for him to take her and show her just how good it could be.
Adira
looked at the clock
and nodded. “Time to go and get you married, then. I’m sure if we wait any
longer Bracken will come looking for you. Are you ready?”
Sadie
looked down at herself and nodded. She didn’t have the body suit on, so she was
showing her true
body,
and the gown she had on showed
a great deal of skin. The back was fully covered but the front plunged between
her breasts and to the top of her pubis area. The breasts and pubic area were
barely covered by just a bit of fabric, whereas her back was fully concealed.
She wouldn’t show her back to anyone except Bracken.
“Are
you sure he’s going to be okay with this gown?”
“Yes,
I’m sure. You should have seen the gown he procured for me to marry
Fintan
in. Trust
me,
he will be
okay with it.” The gown wasn’t what mattered. What mattered was being with
Bracken at the end of all of this. Every moment she spent in his company made
the bond between them grow. She could practically feel his soul now reaching
out for hers and she loved it.
“They
won’t notice that the gown is backward, will they?”
Adira
sighed and shook her
head. “I’m not sure. Why did you want it on this way, anyway? The plunge is
supposed to accentuate your back, so why wear it backward?”
“Because
that’s what I needed.” Sadie couldn’t tell the woman. She liked her but she
wasn’t to the point she could trust. Not yet.
No one but
Bracken.
“I’m ready to get married now, please?”
“Of course.
Come on. I’m sure that
your future husband is about to come searching for you now.”
That
had Sadie smiling and she nodded, happy to finally get this show on the road.
Together
the women walked out of the room and moved toward the command deck where
Bracken and the general were waiting.
****
When
they entered the room, Bracken’s back was to her. But he either sensed she was
there or his friend said something, because his head whipped around. His body
followed at a slower pace until he was facing her. The look on his face said he
was stunned as his gaze moved over her body. When his eyes met hers she could
feel the heat in them even though they were still several feet apart.
Sadie
smiled at Bracken, moving toward him and watching as
Adira
moved to her husband’s side. She looked up at him and whispered, “Hey, you. Are
you ready for this?” She squeezed his hands, then looked down and asked, “Do
you like the gown?” She knew he didn’t like the facial film she wore, but at
least she was in her real skin, so to speak. Her happiness was there for all to
see and she didn’t mind. She allowed people to see how happy she was and smiled
when she saw the look on Bracken’s face. He was just as happy as she was.
He
swept his gaze over her again. Tugging on one of her hands, he turned her upper
body enough to see the back. His lips were twitching a moment later. “Not quite
how it was designed to be worn, I think,” he said softly.
Fintan
cleared his throat
and gave them both an imperial look of disdain. With a sniff he began the
ceremony. Thankfully
Craegin
marriage ceremonies were
short. A few words, a vow from each party, and the one conducting it pronounced
them bound under the laws of their world.
Even
before
Fintan
finished speaking Bracken was tugging
her into his body to kiss her.
Sadie
had her arms around Bracken’s neck and clung to him as he kissed her. When they
pulled back she licked her lips and smiled. She leaned in for another kiss and
was moaning before they parted once more.
“You
may want to adjust your gown a little, Sadie. Otherwise these here folks are
going to get one hell of a show,” he muttered. “How long do we need to attend
the party before I can take you back to our rooms and have my way with you?”
“Five
minutes, at most. Get our toasts and then leave?” She adjusted her gown
slightly and took in a deep breath. “I couldn’t wear it the other way, you
understand that.
Right?”
She hoped that he understood,
because he was the only one who she would allow to see all of her, the real
her.
“
Shh
, I understand, Sadie. Just promise me that you won’t
attempt to bend over to pick anything up. If you do I might very well die of
heart failure.
Which will completely ruin all the plans I
have for us tonight.
”
“Don’t
plan on it,” she assured him and nodded. “Now, let’s have our drink, allow them
to toast us and then go back home.”
Home, Bracken’s destroyer
and their rooms.
She just wanted to be alone with him now that they were
married. For a moment Sadie thought about the way that her life would have to
change. She thought of the things she would have to switch up so that she could
continue to work and of course keep Bracken and his friends safe. It was only a
matter of seconds that she thought of the changes before she was smiling. For
Bracken she would change anything. He was priceless and she wouldn’t change
anything that would come their way for anything because they would be facing it
all together.
Nodding,
he wrapped an arm around her waist—being careful, she noted, not to put any
additional strain on the front of the gown. He squeezed her close and led her
out of the room to many congratulations, well wishes, and a few rather
interesting suggestions. Bracken just shook his head with a look of amusement
and followed after
Fintan
and
Adira
to where the reception was being held.
****
It
took them a half hour to finally get free of the well wishes from the crews on
board the destroyers. The toasts took far longer than she had anticipated.
Finally, however, they made it back to their rooms. “So, husband.” She peeled
off the facial film so that she was fully herself in front of him. “We are now
married. We are now one.”
“Sadie…”
He was stalking her, slowly backing her into their sleeping room step by step.
“I have to say that I never once expected you to come out in a dress like this.
You may have very well started a fashion revolution. At least among the males
who got to ogle all of
you.
”
“They
don’t matter,” she said simply. “Only you matter and only you are allowed to
see all of me. All of the flaws that I have and all of the scars that show I
have survived.” She stepped in closer and wrapped her arms around him. “I love
you, husband.”
“They
are not flaws, Sadie. They are brands of strength that I see. All you survived
to be here, in this moment, with me.” Lowering his head, he kissed her slowly.
“And I wouldn’t have you any other way, little one. I would never wish this
upon you, or anyone, but you are perfect in my eyes.”
She
pulled back slightly. “I need you,” she admitted bluntly. “I need you so badly.
Tell me what you need, please?” She wanted his guidance, needed him to help her
find pleasure with him.
Her
flesh prickled in gooseflesh as he stroked his fingers up her arm lightly. She
watched his hand in fascination as it traveled up her body and to her mouth
where he rubbed a finger to her lips. “Strip,” he said in a firm tone. He
pressed a kiss to her lips,
then
stepped back from
her. “I want you naked and kneeling on the bed in three minutes.”
Sadie
nodded and pulled back from him. Without allowing her eyes to leave his she
stripped. Once she was naked she climbed onto the bed, kneeling with her knees
apart. With her hands behind her back she bowed her head and posed in the most
submissive of poses.
“Feet
together, knees further apart, and put your hands on your thighs.” He moved
closer to the bed to help adjust her into the position he wanted. “Perfect.
Absolutely perfect.
I want you to focus on your breathing.
Listen to the beating of your heart, the way your breath goes in and out of
your lungs, and feel everything. You will need to learn to control your
breathing. It will help you learn to control your orgasms in time. Because you
will not ever come before I give you permission to. Do you understand what I’m
telling you, or do you have questions?”
“I
understand, Sir. I will not orgasm before you allow me to. I am yours to
command.” Her thighs were spread, feet together and her hands palms up on her
knees. She was simply waiting for him to touch her, to take her and show them
both just how good it would be together.
She
could hear him moving around, the sound of his clothing being pulled off
amping
up the energy in the room. He eventually came to the
bed and settled behind her. A finger stroked slowly down her spine to rub over
her anus. “One day I will slide my cock into this tight hole and fuck you hard.
Do you understand?”
She
shivered and nodded.
“Yes, Sir.
I understand.
If it pleases you that would please me.”
Anything that would
give him pleasure would her as well simply because she knew that he would make
sure she always had pleasure.
“It
would please me greatly. That is for later, once we have you prepared to take
me there.” His finger pressed to the tight bud for a moment before sliding down
further. He stroked over her slit, teasing her opening a little. “Lean forward,
hands to the bed, and up on your hands and knees. I want you to arch your back,
pushing your ass toward me so I can see you.”
She
did just as he had instructed, placing her hands and shoulders to the bed so
that her ass was in the air and her body open for him. She felt the cool rush
of air against her pussy and bit her lower lip. “Is this how you need me, Sir?”
His
hand landed on her ass with a sting. “Is that what I told you to do, Sadie? I
don’t think so. Get in the position I told you to be in.” He landed another
sharp slap to her ass. “When I give you instructions I expect them to be
followed exactly.”
“Yes, Sir.”
She got onto her
hands and knees, shivering, her back arched for him. The slap to her ass had
caused a rush of pleasure. It had been beyond unexpected that she would like
that swat as much as she did.
“Good
girl,” he said softly. He rubbed his hands over her ass. Then he slid a finger
back along her slit to stroke through the wetness now coating her folds. He
eased a finger down to rub at her clit, circling the tight bud lightly before
giving it a sharp pinch.
She
gasped when he pinched her clit. “Thank you, will you please do that again,
Sir?” Her skin prickle in gooseflesh from the waiting pleasure that she knew he
was holding back from both of them.