Page 26 of Condemned

As he squeezed and thrust the head of his cock into her, it made her feel owned, and definitely, incredibly fucked.

“Once that part gets in, I get all of you, it’ll slide sooo far up inside.” He undid the belt around her wrists.

Grabbing blindly, Avalon found his chest, an arm, wasn’t sure who did what but if only he’d move instead of talking. Again her cunt squeezed below and she gasped, held her breath for what seemed forever, relaxing, squeezing, feeling that push and slippery glide, that massive presence.

Her knees tried to climb him and get a grip on his thighs and slipped. The jolt and gravity forced her down. Screaming silently, with Zo having a painful hold on one breast, she spluttered. “I... can’t.”

“Shh. Shh. I know.” He toyed with her clit, put his hand on his shaft and stopped her going further downward. “It’s okay.”

Then he bent and mouthed her breast, sucked at her, licked, drawing her into yet another climax. She dug her small claws into his neck, scratched down his arm, swearing incoherently, found herself squealing as his mouth mauled her and his clawed finger played with her cunt.

More.

Her head fell backward.

His hold on her breast and where he entered her blitzed, becoming blinding centers of ecstasy. Still shuddering through the climax, she felt him shift her and place her beneath him on the rock. He thrust at her shallowly, only bursting deep on the very final stroke. Arching, spread wide, she clutched at him. He came into her, groaning, pinning her down hard by neck and by thigh as he spurted the last drops into her.

The spillage wet the rock beneath her ass.

Struggling for air, she flopped into limpness.

Zo hauled himself up beside her, cradled her head with his arm, and rolled her into his body. Somehow the scent of him and their recent sex was calming. A smile curved her lips, until he sniffed her hair then brought a sticky hand to her mouth.

“Lick.”

Scowling, she drew back her head. “Eww.”

“Or else.” The threat brought a shiver to her, made her nipples harden. Fear, or not fear. Whatever it was, she liked it. Avalon extended her tongue and tasted the residue of his cum.

It tasted of him and was strangely good. She commenced licking and soon found she’d licked his hand clean.

They lay for a while, not saying anything and her mind drifted. What Zo hadn’t thought to ask her before was if she still planned to escape. If he had, she’d have surprised him. Or lied. Likely she’d lie. Because she did intend to.

No hurry. She would choose her time.

Avalon closed her eyes and wormed closer, snuggling into his large heated body. Like humans, mauleons had less hair than animals, though it varied. She played with the sparse fur over his belly. Thick scars whorled and clumped on one side where he’d been wounded. The skin there was bright red and purple. Small raised spots showed where sutures had tacked him together.

“Laser blast,” he murmured. “Through and through. I’m healed. It’s the others I worry about.”

The others? She didn’t care about them and she nuzzled him, feeling conflicted. Zo didn’t seem bad, not when compared with... well, most people she knew.

“Why do you talk to me?”

“Huh. There are not many people I don’t talk to. You need to remember you’re a real person, Avalon. My zendokai philosophy might benefit you, help you understand our place in the world. You are as important as any other.” He rolled her until they spooned and tucked her into the crook of his arm, wrapped the other arm over her at breast level. “Special even.” A heavy purr rumbled through his chest and came to her ear.

She listened to it and felt sleepy. Nobody had ever called her special before.

“So all you said was the truth?”

“Yes.” It reminded her of something that rankled enough to make her stiffen. “You never asked about the flare.”

“Hmm?”

“The flare. It was a betrayal by my team. They wanted you to find me.”

“Hmph. And what about the mouse?”

“Nibbles? I don’t know if he is a mouse. I found him near some wreckage.”