- Want to explain to me what that woman said? - Angel's voice was shrill. - Was it really a woman? What are you all about? Who the hell is Klaus?
Zorack could curse Iraine's confusions. And when Eloas and Raini woke up ... he was not going to talk about Klaus at all.
-You are Asturi's daughter of the Great Igneous House of Édrin and ...
-I'm absolutely not that man's daughter. - Angel lost all patience that remained.
A traitor!
She was the daughter of a bloody traitor. It was not a pleasant feeling for an orphaned child who wondered who her parents would be. And it shouldn't bother her at all. Only it hurt. Had he simply abandoned her? What about her mother? How could she have agreed to that? Uprising and anger from difficult childhood emerged violently.
-Caílin ...
-My name is not Caílin. Angel exploded, clinging miserably to what little pride was left.
She was ready to deliver her tears very easily.
It wasn't just the disappointment about her discovery about her parents that bothered her. It was Zorack. For the first time, she even thought that someone cared about her. Pure irony. The last feeling a traitor's daughter would cause was admiration in someone.
Well then. She was going to leave Spartackus and return to her normal, human life. School and tests! The feeling of unreality weighed as never before.
-Where do you think you're going? Zorack narrowed his eyes, blocking the door. The laws are clear. A recognized stable union always involved two men and a woman. It is the guarantee that the genetic inheritance of the species would be safe and preserved.
-LIKE? - Angel stopped in amazement.
Fulminated.
Did she intend to leave the ship ?! Curse! Two men for one woman?
-I'm going home. I still have a home here. I have ... I have one ...
The word family was strangled in the throat. She had a foster home. Her father knew little of its existence, to be honest. Perhaps Ana... The feeling of rejection made the certainty of unreality worse. Not even on another goddamn planet could Angel have a family that cared about her? Tears continued to spill over, blurring her vision.
-That's not what you're thinking. - Zorack noticed her penalized way. Had it been so bad growing up there? - Asturi would never let anything bad happen to you!
-You ... you loved ... loved ... Klaus was ...
Zorack cursed.
-It was from your planet. It was from Earth. And that's enough. We're not really going to talk about Klaus.
Angel swallowed. Klaus ?! Vertigo and did lean against the wall. Was Klaus a man?
-I wouldn't let you, but you decided to abandon me! - the words finally sprouted dictated by the hurt. "Do you know what it's like to be around ... moving from one foster home to another?" Everyone looking at why ... He spent all this time having fun ... having fun with ... with ...
She was also not ready to accept that it might be an HE.
She would simply never be framed as a normal girl. But that? Angel struggled to breathe. It was a complete humiliation to behave like that. So what if there was no one to worry about her? Only Zorack ... She was beginning to assess his real intentions even more hurt. His way in moments of intimacy ... The chill overcame her.
- Damn, you're not leaving the damn ship! - he was categorical. -Not with those things around. could be hurt ... be killed ... I believed you were really experienced. Curse. If Klaus were alive, I can guarantee that he would require a complete ceremony for a stable union. I definitely can't stand your little friend Spike.
Angel put her hands on her inflamed waist.
-Spike ?!
She almost explained that there she would have reason to be jealous of the friend's spicy comments regarding the captain's physical attributes.
- And what else did you decide that I couldn't do? It wouldn't be that bad to get rid of the daughter of a traitor that they were unfortunate enough to choose for you. You ... you and Klaus were ... were you close? My God!
Zorack took a deep breath, armed with patience. He had never said that.
-I didn't say ... Damn. Are we really going to discuss sexual habits and customs?
-You loved ... loved ...
She also couldn't find words. Okay, maybe the customs there were different. Angel moaned more disconsolately. He liked women too, didn't he?
- Damn it, Angel. I can assure you that I like it a lot. It just makes me tempted to take you to bed again and show it. No female complained before my attention.
She swallowed. It was too much information. "What do you mean weddings in Édrin were for three?"
-And who is Scarllet? - Angel hated herself as never before. It was the most complete humiliation. Nor did it concern her whether the damned wretch had lovers, decided, digging her nails into the palm of the distressed hand.
Zorack's smile caught her well. Fulminating and overwhelming. Damn convinced!
-Are you worried about whether Scarllet is someone important? Just like Spike? Do you think she's a rival, sweetie? Our laws are quite strict for stable and legal unions. There are two males for each female. What did you think it could be?
She stared at him dumbly at his bewilderment, also without answers.
Despite the reluctance, Angel struggled to remain calm.
-Now, it's none of your business!
His half-closed, attentive eyes fell on her, eliciting a groan.
-I have a right to know naturally. You may have forgotten the detail or protest as much as you like, but the laws in Édrin are a little different here. You are mine! - the comment came dry. There is a small setback that I will resolve regarding customs. You can be sure. Nobody touches what is mine.
Angel stared at him paralyzed. Wife?! Never!
-It's because? she asked with evident sarcasm. - What would you gain from that? A Princess?! Look at me. I don't look like one at all. What do you hope to achieve with this? Power? Go to hell, you bastard! she shouted out of her mind.
Finally, Zorack's jealousies emerged.
-You'll stay away from Spike. I don't want that unfortunate kid in your cabin. If I catch this nosy kid ...
Angel laughed at the onset of a hysterical crisis.
-I think you should then listen to his comments. You could at least wear the damn shirt when you do the repairs. You complain about me but likes to show off for Spike. And I have to listen to his jokes. Do you know how annoying it is to listen? He's beautiful, isn't he, Angie? Have you seen his muscles? That mouth could make me die in paradise.
Zorack's eyes widened in astonishment.
-As well?
-He's healed and muscular, Angie. Have you ever imagined that whole body without clothes? can drive someone like me crazy. Do you think there is a chance that the big cat will look at me? "She imitated her friend even with the tone of her voice indignant.
Nervous of her, she broke all limits when saw Zorack grab her arm. She hated herself. Had she managed to lower herself so low? He didn't even care about her at all. The reaction was instantaneous. And violent. Angel had never assaulted anyone. She raised an uncontrolled hand to slap him. Pluck her unhappy smug smile with her nails as she plummeted down from the heights.
-Rays of trouble woman. I didn't realize ... You are saying that the hellish kid ...
-You can talk every damn minute how much there is a healed and tasty and sexy alien in that damn ship. He asked me if he could bring you two together! You did it on purpose. Do you think he asked me that?
Zorack rolled his eyes. And he had found the kid just unbearable. It was complete terror.
Angel averted her face in humiliation. Since when did it matter how he felt about her? What difference would it make? She was getting carried away by Spike's comments bitten by jealousy. She felt like the last of the last convicts. Was she in love with that wretch? He was attractive and he was just ... and besides ...
-Don't you dare do that! Zorack roared, forgetting all caution.
he pulled Angel into her arms, fighting her protests. Only the proximity of him awakened a softness in Angel that made her close her eyes in disgust. Her clenched fists crashed against her broad chest in fury. She hated him. She hated that she came looking for benefits.
-Caílin! - Zorack sighed in admiration.
-Go to hell, Zorack. - She shouted out of her mind. - You are a miserable wretch if you think you will profit something by getting a wife who doesn't ...
His patience had run out when he pressed the girl between the wall and her body in an intimidating and violent way.
-Curse! I never said that! Do really think I came after you because of that? You shrew! I came because of what I ...- he didn't get to complete the sentence.
He was not yet prepared to admit the truth.
There was controlled savagery in him as he took his cool mouth with her, his tongue leaving a trail of caresses that made Angel soften in his arms, trembling from head to toe. His hands were loosening her hair in a ponytail, plunging into the wavy locks. It was not a gentle or loving kiss, but even so, Angel responded to the intoxicated caress.
She felt his hand startled to take hers and bring it to the visible volume in his pants.
Mercy. He was ... she realized very attentively his hand that released access to her instrument of desire. She felt his big, pulsing member in her hand in surprise with a shiver of pleasure.
-You really wanted to know if I like it? - He growled violently. - Do you really think I don't like it?
All Angel was able to do was to notice the way he guided her movements while holding him. The moans were beginning to arouse all his instincts.
- So, Angel. - Zorack gasped with her hand starting light movements. Up and down. - Just like that girl ...
It was useless to refuse the feelings that dominated her. There was excitement running through her body. It was embarrassing how she noticed the muscles in the belly tighten in anticipation. She could only be thankful that was wearing pants at that time. She knew with horror that her intimacy ... Was she wet and aroused only by his hoarse moans of pleasure?
Her hands were flat on the male waist, the hot body pressing against hers. Zorack's expression was a mixture of satisfaction and pleasure, running through the female skin, making her slowly back to the bed. Her little arsonist was jealous. A smile lit up her face when the mattress sank with the weight.
-You want me as much as I want you!
Angel didn't have the strength to resist and didn't want to. She wrapped her arms around his neck, digging her fingers into his dark hair. Ah, it didn't matter what he was. She knew was melting, feeling the tongue that invaded her mouth. The clothing that wore little obstacle was between them, when she arched impatiently with her mouth sliding down her breasts, her teeth nibbling leaving her dizzy with pleasure, whimpering.
She shuddered as clung to his shoulders with inexperienced caresses until Zorack brought her hand up to the abrasive, pulsing heat of the member pressed between their bodies. Again.
-Zorack! - Angel protested with a sudden ray of conscience.
-Like that? I want to feel that cheeky mouth ...- he moaned with complete lust, his eyes shining full of desire.
Did he intend to do more than kisses? She shivered again, feeling her fingers searching for the waistband of her pants with goosebumps. And didn't they exchange fluid like that?
No physical contact? His callused hands were eliciting moans of pleasure from her.
-Zorack, no! - Angel protested weakly.
Even so, curiosity ... Angel slowly realized that she gave in to all his wishes. The mouth ... She closed her eyes. didn't believe what was doing. The taste of him ... she could hear his hoarse moans even more closely as she began to explore with more courage.
Ah, she had thought him inexperienced because of the habits of people in Édrin before. Zorack showed no hesitation in skillfully provoking her in the most sensitive places.
Instincts were beginning to dominate. She was there enjoying herself. Little by little, she was also aware of the fangs that appeared in her gums with a more satisfying smile starting to provoke him with caresses on the testicles.
-Angel ... Damn! And did really say didn't want to?
She didn't even care. Her hand took the place of her mouth as she continued to stroke him more vigorously. And it was just an instant of distraction. She involuntarily knew that the fangs moved forward when she smelled the vein that was pumping several litres of blood and did everything she shouldn't. She bit the sensitive skin of the elated groin.
The taste of the blood that ran down her throat ... She sighed with satisfaction, quenching her thirst and listening to his moans, continuing the back and forth
-Fuck, Angel! Zorack gasped. - It will make me come like this ...
Perhaps Zorack had shown any attempt to move away. Years of living with k'Aldriants had shown how relationships between those creatures were. As fast as she felt the fangs in her flesh, she returned the caresses with her tongue with renewed vigour. It slid into the inviting mouth.
The erotic caress left the tingling sensation in her belly as he nibbled on her shoulder. Angel still had the vague notion of him moving away from the onset of orgasm wanting more. He was there insinuating himself between her legs, struggling to keep the rest of his own clothes.
-Zorack, stop! - she asked with dread.
He was ... intended ... Her kiss had escaped all control. Angel felt weak and emotionally shaken without the strength to react. God! She just had ... had ... The taste of blood was still very active in her subconscious
-Not! Zorack, stop! - she struggled to start to experience panic, letting the sexual arousal evaporate. - Go look for others to satisfy your needs!
Zorack pulled away, his face looking more furious and frightening than Angel could imagine. Exaggerated emotions dominated him. Cursing, he stood up with unexpected agility, adjusting his clothes.
Was it her surprise? The first discovery of how your species fed?
-Damn it, Angel! It was never because of any advantage you could bring me! - he exploded with tense hands running through his hair. Are you forbidden to leave this ship or will you come to terms with me, was I clear? I never wanted a woman so much! Well, stay with your ghosts.
-You are...
-You'll beg me, girl. You will really want to feel my dick buried in your body and sighing and moaning. That magnificent ass will roll around while it's buried ...- He gasped with a dry throat. When you're arching with my thrusts on your channel the moment I taste that hot pussy.
The challenge made Angel cringe on the bed, startled. saw the door open and Zorack leaves the cabin in a mixture of disappointment and relief. Wish? He had never said those words before. swallowed the defeated cry. Was she really enjoying that wild thug?
Good heavens, what had she done?
What was wrong with her?