Returning to Spartackus was not as much of a problem as I imagined despite the irritating boy who accompanied us. Withstand Scarlet's ugly looks and her complaints. This I could easily tolerate.
When did things start to get complicated?
Ah, it was the damn security protocol. 48 hours with that girl in the same cabin could take a man to hell. I had even done very well trying to ignore the little devil for most of the night, pretending to pay attention to the reports.
After that, everything went to hell.
The ship's shields were broken to keep Spartackus safe. And the unfortunate science officer ... It was always a curse as orders were disobeyed. I suddenly had unwanted visitors. Knowing that they were part of my unauthorized crew had not been as irritating as realizing that someone had released those things right in my cabin. And worse. Maybe someone over there was trying to kill the girl.
I ruminated endless plagues when trying to escape through the air ducts with the doors sealed in that section of the ship. I grunted angrily, looking at Angel, who was going forward, not at all excited, and trying not to notice the damn seductive wiggle of her hips. It was just crazy.
Of course, I knew that the story wasn't going to end well from the beginning. I knew my temper very well. All of my irritation masked too much just my anger at myself. I knew I shouldn't be so harsh. Only it was all together.
Of course, the unfortunate girl was scared. Her way was starting to make me think things I didn't want. I tried to remember what she meant to me. It was because of her that my planet had been taken over and we were enslaved. Because of that pretty and attractive face, I had been a slave for eight years in N'Tirlay. And not just a private slave to Ravenack. I had been his host and source of food. I had become a merciless warrior in the gaming arenas. Without being able to choose, was obliged to take part in the research that these creatures did in processes of hybridization with other races.
For eight years all that had kept me alive was the anger I had for that girl. It was not part of my plans to feel anything for her.
I shouldn't feel anything. Exchanging my freedom for capturing a hybrid ... It was a chance in a thousand to escape from captivity and not waste it was all that mattered to me. Be free again.
So my negotiated freedom brought me to the Confederation Academy. It had taken some work to make a respected career as a captain in diplomatic missions. I had discipline. knew how to wait and the moment had finally arrived that had been waiting for years.
I must confess that my goal there has always been revenge. I had somehow managed to blame Angel for all the problems. Édrin's invasion. The damn slavery. And the unpleasant lust I experienced for the girl.
There was no way to reach the bridge. Not as fast as I intended. And definitely not during the night when those creatures roamed the section of the ship where they were. The damn air ducts where we were ... the security protocol in place that sealed the doors to the dormitories was my undoing. Maybe I could have done it alone. It meant problems. I could only think of how to survive another night.
It was enough to give vent to my desires.
And it was my hell! There was no way I was going to let myself get involved with her.
-We will stop and provide shelter until it is safe.- I declared harshly.
Zorkans were small creatures and no less disagreeable. They could leave someone unwell for days with their fangs, and the poison was quite toxic.
could have reached the bridge easily. If Angel didn't get in the way. If were alone ...
Angel looked at me tiredly.
-Stop? Here? - the astonishing question made me want to shout. - We really can't ...
-No! - I interrupted even more sharply. knew from experience that the girl did not appreciate closed spaces.
Patience. Maybe it was what I needed to get rid of the unfortunate charm that seemed to have fallen on me. I stopped sighing as I looked around and was frustrated. And from then on everything started to get out of control.
-Want to explain to me what problem you have? - I managed to explode as soon as we found shelter. She looked and moved everything. - Can you not touch anything?
That had been the beginning of everything.
Hell was welcoming.
I can't even explain what the devil was stirring me up. Finally, Angel seemed to have given up ignoring my provocations and reacting. And it was a relief. I could fight and argue.
-Who can explain what animal bit you? - the eyes were angry with me.
It was another miserable hot and unhappy cabin. Without much success, I tried to remember that I was no longer a slave.
-What? - I returned the question sarcastically. - The damn planet? The infernal heat? Or my ship with a Zorkan infestation?
Angel rolled her eyes with an exasperated sigh.
Or are you looking at me like that with all the false innocence of a little devil?
Really innocent?
what a joke!
I was still a man like any other. Watching that Angel bath in the tub had been nothing compared to the heavenly feeling of touching her. And she didn't remember anything. My ego raged. And with that my hatred for Ravenack. I think all I knew was hate.
-I didn't ask you to kidnap me! I didn't even ask you to sacrifice that much!
Was it hurt I saw in the green eyes?
And why should I bother?
Did she go on pretending that nothing had happened?
-Didn't you ask ?! - I replied wryly. - Heavens. Would you rather have left for Ravenack? I've seen many whores out there with more scruples.
I wanted an argument and had finally found it. Nor did I imagine her reaction. In fact, her temper was a surprise to both of us. The hand with thin, delicate fingers snapped across my face.
-Unhappy bastard, you ...- Angel started to ignite.
My response was unexpected even for me.
My hands grabbed Angel, pulling her against my body in a non-delicate way. Something in my charged gaze clearly showed her my intentions there. It was a desire for possession. I wanted the girl for me. And she never would be.
-Not! You better let go! - the little devil protested with all her breath.
And it was too late. It was a demon that possessed me at the time. I trusted enough in my skills as a lover to make her change her mind.
The body pressed next to mine was nice despite the fact that she contracted to try to impose distance. I saw the glowing eyes without caring when my erection trapped by her pants compressed her belly. And that doubled my anger.
Was that how she reacted to the damn kid who kept talking?
-It's because? Do you prefer your lover? You've had too much fun teasing me. I was very curious before with my face flushed in that bathtub when it touched. And even more so at the motel. Didn't they tell you that playing with fire is dangerous? Or maybe Spike is not that skilled?
I didn't need any connection with her mind at the time. Fear was stamped on the frightened expressions.
-You are ...- Angel tried to escape.
-Let me see if I can remember. I think the words were charming, sexy, and attractive - I replied convinced.
Before Angel could have any further reaction, I lifted her up in my arms and approached the bed.
-You are despicable! - Angel guaranteed to be thrown on the sheets. You lost all sense if you think that ...
The words were lost in the air. I slowly started to take off my clothes.
Finally, it was my complete ruin.
-Not! Of course not! I don't even know why I took the damn job.- I burst out furious with the task that was up to me.
Handing that girl over to Ravenack was ...
I shouldn't feel anything for the unfortunate girl.
And it was a lie.
Angel could have forgotten everything. To have forgotten many things but the temperament remained the same. She had always been a rebel by nature. It was the genius of the House of Igneous that was gradually emerging. If only she had been silent ...
"I shouldn't!" She shouted, sketching her angry expressions. "You should have let this Ravenack do whatever you wanted." He wouldn't be ...
The provocation fell on my wounds with salt.
Should I have left? In general, my behavior was aggressive.
-You have no idea of the absurd ...
-Not? Not even? - Angel spat the words with sorrow. - Well, you're just a coward for fear of these ... Lax! At the very least, he should know how to treat a woman!
Angel did not finish.
I had already heard a lot of provocation.
Didn't I know how to treat a woman? Anger made me see everything red. There may instincts took over. I pulled the indifferent girl even further with her fists clenched in my chest and my mouth came down on her savage and relentless as she released all my frustration. It was not at first a gentle caress.
would she just choose a freed slave?
Angel didn't even protest the invasion and that mouth was like honey to me. I deepened the kiss without giving her breath to react. It was a drug that ran in my blood like her and hallucinated me.
Looser?
My hands were exactly where I wanted. It was a demon that instigated me. The small body contracted and rigid as a board at first and then ... I didn't care. I started pulling on the dress, first making the straps slide over her shoulders, displaying the lovely view of the breasts.
-Not! - Angel still protested limp in my arms and panting.
-No, really, baby?
It was useless her attempt to cover them with her hands as soon as mine held them to keep them away. It was all the vision a man might want, even more so after the cursed provocations of the tomboy. I forced my knee between her legs decidedly when my mouth started to seek my prize. Just the feeling of finally touching them set my blood on fire.
I intended to make her regret it and show her how it could be different from a man. It was jealousy that guided my actions. I started to provoke the tender and tender flesh; slowly my thumb fanned the pink buttons until the girl squirmed, arching her body against mine, and I started sucking them with lust. It was divine how she reacted so sensitive.
-Zorack, no!
-Not? Is it the type that can provoke, maybe let them see and not touch? "I mumbled and walked away.
-I don't want that and ...
-Same? I think you would prefer that irritating boy then? Or maybe it is more ambitious. Ravenack.
It was an insult. I burned furiously at the thought of the girl with the unfortunate kid. I started to get rid of the rest of the clothes until my big, thick cock attracted her attention. Shit!
I wanted to be calm. Loving the girl as she deserved. Only ...
That girl couldn't act that well! I could have sworn she blushed.
-Zorack, no. Skirt! - Angel's voice was startled.
-I think you will now be able to assess how a man behaves. You'll enjoy the moment, girl, you'll sigh moan ...
Angel even tried to fight me. I could easily hit her but wanted more. My dick was swollen; the little devil had managed to get me terribly excited. I had to protect myself from her bites and nails and pulled her hair back to kiss her on the mouth.
I don't remember feeling so much excitement before. And it was clear that I intended to see the girl moaning in my arms; it took forever, but she surrendered corresponding to the kiss.
-Mercy! And who is trying to deceive here? There's enough hot blood in your veins ...
-Zorack, please don't ... don't ...
Lying on it, my hands slid across the soft body, leaving kisses on her neck and going down further. hoped that no one had ever had her like that before and he was definitely an idiot. Spike! damn boy.
I continued to delight in her breasts and even more slowly my hand would go down until it sought what I was looking for. My fingers found the underwear impatiently as I started to touch it right there. Despite the weak denials, the reception was more than warm. I wanted her more than air at that moment. It was a physical necessity that I couldn't understand.
My thoughts were a whirlwind of confusion and guilt. It was wrong. I shouldn't feel this way. It all came down to my revenge plan, didn't it? It didn't take long for my fingers to begin the most intimate caresses. Wet. Warm. Provocative.
I wanted to taste her. It was a compulsion for my senses. Angel realized with horror what was going through my head, however, I went faster. Just the smell of her made me even harder. At first, I let my tongue pass there slowly, savoring and descending more as I spread her legs apart. The girl gasped when I started teasing her there while sticking my tongue into her attractive body.
-Zorack, stop! bastard! - Angel tried to react and I could feel her hands in my hair. That sparked yet another demon in me by spreading my slender legs and without holding on I went down to the wet pussy, sucking hard and then with more erotic caresses.
Her resistance was minimal at that moment. My fingers were beginning to penetrate her without leaving aside the attack on her pleasure center with my tongue.
-Zorack, please ...
Her voice came low between the moans. I didn't even realize that she c
I didn't even realize that she was whining.
-Nothing in the world will stop me, you little devil. Didn't you think Ravenack would be better? Or maybe you tried and liked it? Suddenly I hindered your plans and you were waiting for your lover in that unhappy bathtub ...
-God, I don't ...- Angel tried to push me and almost hit me with the knee.
I intended to be careful. I really wanted her to know she was going to lose. I managed to immobilize her again, she was now on her side with her back to me, showing off the magnificent rear.
-Oh, baby, you can believe I'm not going to stop. Was it really so full of not touching me with that wretch? Go scream girl. You will scream with pleasure with my dick inside you.
-I hate you, damn you ...
I held Angel against me, my hand making the head of my dick slide wildly over her wet pussy. Hated it? Ah, but she certainly didn't hate Spike. Nor would hate Ravenack when realized the advantages she would have with that miserable creature.
The realization of that left me complaining. I no longer had a kingdom to offer. It was the future king of a vanquished people who had sold my soul in exchange for freedom. I start the attack on her clit again, forcing my cock there in the even more tempting sight. That prancing ass ...
Angel understood what I was going to do very quickly, making me sure was very experienced. From somewhere I could hear your cry. My own cry of defeat echoed over hers.
It was paradise. It was my hell. I had crossed all boundaries with no return. Exactly like a damned slave who, without any limits, had obtained freedom.
I was able to understand that my hatred hid feelings that I despised: weakness, desire, and helplessness.
That girl should have been my queen.
I was a vanquished and enslaved king. The woman who had been assigned to me had been charged as a spoil of war and I had no way of fighting it.
That was my curse. My biggest defeat. I wanted what I would never have.