Primitive, p.5
Primitive, page 5
I was so aroused that I was forced to hold back my climax as her mouth worked on me, taking my cock down an inch at a time. I heard the slight gagging sounds, but she refused to stop.
I licked her fervently, growling with every pass, using my fingers to keep her pussy wide open. I would fill her with my cock soon enough. After a few seconds, I smacked her pussy with two fingers, delighting in her sounds of surprise. I spanked her again and again, my fingers slickened from her wetness. Just as her bottom lip fell against my skin, I slipped three fingers into her asshole.
“Mmmm!” The muffled cry was one of pain shifting into bliss. I would know the sound anywhere. I licked and sucked, darting my tongue in and out as I pumped into her ass. She was so tight, just as her pussy was dripping from her juices. I knew she was close to coming, her muscles clamping around my tongue and fingers.
She swiveled her hips, easing back on my shaft then taking her hand and pumping while she sucked the tip. I knew within minutes there would be no way to stop my raging orgasm. I wanted her to come, to explode into my mouth. I needed her to cover my face with her juice. My heart thumped wildly as I ate her, feasting on her as if there would never be another opportunity. Within minutes, her entire body tensed and she slipped my cock from her mouth, taking deep breaths.
“I’m going to... I’m going to come.” She didn’t hold back, exploding into my mouth. I finger-fucked her ass, driving into her in a carnal manner as I sucked and licked very drop of her juice. The single orgasm turned into another, and another, her entire body shaking. “Oh. Yes!”
I enjoyed watching her body writhe, the shimmer covering her face. Every carnal desire to protect her became a wall. She was mine.
She draped her body across my legs, her back heaving. I rubbed her ass, caressing her tender skin before giving her several hard smacks.
“Oh!” Jerking up, she gripped my knees, darting a look in my direction. “Who are you, my amazing Viking? Tell me.”
I growled my response, ready to claim her ass once again when Dak and Brexin grabbed her off my lap. She squealed as they held her, fondling her breasts and pinching her nipples. Her giggle was infused with longing as she wrapped her hands around their cocks, stroking both in a perfect rhythm.
A pang of jealousy rushed into my system, but I forced myself to enjoy the show, if only momentarily. She stood on her toes, forced to stretch given their size. They were brutal in their actions, twisting her nipples then sucking in a tender manner, repeating the move until she was left quivering all over. They dipped their heads, sucking on her bruised and fully erect buds, making her cry out again.
I rose to my feet, still waiting, still watching but cum continued to leak from my slit, desire ravaging every inch of my body.
Brexin issued a series of guttural sounds then lifted her into the air, forcing her legs around his hips, impaling her with the entire length of his cock.
“Oh, fuck,” she panted, clinging to him, her mouth going slack and her head tipping back.
Her eyes were closed as he rocked her, lifting and pummeling her down in rapid succession. I moved closer, running the tips of my fingers down her spine. “Mine.” The word slipped from my mouth, but I knew she’d caught it, her eyes opening wide. I wasted no more time, my hunger too great. I slipped the tip of my cock to her tight little hole, pushing just inside.
“Oh... I...” She licked her dry lips, struggling to keep hold of Brexin. I loved the way her chest rose and fell, jiggling her rounded breasts. She was perfect in every manner and my heart had already rendered her as belonging to me.
I gripped her legs as I shoved the remainder of my cock into her asshole, electric sensations rocketing through me. Her muscles strained to accept, yielding to the man who would be her master. The thought was riveting, allowing my visions of full domination to take hold. For a few seconds I was unable to focus, concentrating on fucking her ass. The tightness was extraordinary, creating new heights of pleasure. My legs strained, tense as I pummeled into her and soon, my rhythm was opposite of Brexin’s, each thrust equally as savage.
We continued for several minutes, her body lolling against my chest. I cupped her breast with one hand, squeezing and caressing until I could take it no longer. Every part of my body strained, my balls aching and my heart racing.
Brexin issued several husky growls, his body faltering. When he locked eyes with hers, a smile crossed his face.
I erupted, filling her with seed, my cock throbbing to the point of anguish. I wanted this to last forever, to keep her as ours. A sudden vision rushed into my mind, paralyzing me, the memory as fresh as if I’d just experienced the wretched moment.
“He’s a nobody,” the guard said as he yanked me to a window, the small Formica ledge chipped.
I wanted to scream out that I was somebody, but any infraction would result in another beating. I was bruised and aching all over, having endured twenty-four straight hours of interrogation. I had no idea why I’d been brought here, to this dilapidated building in the heart of the city. They’d dragged me from the prison cell, easily able to control my weak body, dumping me into a van with no windows. The first sight of sun had nearly blinded me, but I’d managed to glance at the glorious orange orb, almost forgetting what it looked like. The warmth on my face had been amazing, awakening portions of my body that had been dormant.
“Yeah, he’s on the list. Take him into the room and chain him to the chair. We certainly don’t want him getting away,” the attendant snarked as he turned over a tablet for the guard to scribble his signature.
“Glad to be rid of this one,” the guard huffed, sliding the tablet back in the young man’s direction. “They’re all pains in my ass.”
“You’re sure he’ll accept the deal?” the attendant snickered as he glared at me.
I had difficulty seeing from one eye, swollen from the incident at the prison. I held back laughter. The guards all enjoyed roughing us up any chance they got. Whatever deal they were talking about had to be better than living in a three by five cell with dirt floors and cinderblock walls.
“Yeah, the fucker will accept. He’s one of the smart ones.” Grinning, the guard nodded at the attendant and dug his fingers into my arm, waiting until the buzzer sounded.
I was jerked toward the door, pushed hard inside, my body slamming against the table.
“You’re a clumsy asshole. Aren’t you?” the guard snickered and wrapped his hand around my neck, forcing me into a steel hardback chair. I had no idea where I was, except for somewhere in the city. The room itself was devoid of anything except for what I knew to be a two-way window. This was an old building from before the crisis.
I didn’t bother answering the asshole as he wrapped chains around my ankles, securing me in place.
“Put your hands out in front of you,” he directed, tilting his head when I hesitated for a mere second. “Do it or this chance will pass you by. And I don’t give a shit.”
I stuck out my hands, fighting the urge to smash his head in. I knew I was far too weak, but the attempt would do my soul some good. When I was adequately shackled, he backed away, grinning in the same manner as he’d always done.
“Good luck, fucker. You don’t deserve this, but what the hell.”
The door slammed and I heard the lock clicking into place. Suddenly I was freezing, the thin coveralls providing zero protection in any manner. After searching the room with my eyes, wincing from the fluorescent lights, I hung my head, trying to remember what a taste of freedom was actually like.
I had no idea how much time had passed but I heard the second door opening, footsteps on the dingy floor.
“Erik Trebold. You have a long and interesting record.” His voice was deep, the tone full of amusement.
I lifted my head, still finding it difficult to focus. He seemed larger than life, thick black hair and a stark white lab coat. “What do you want?”
He was followed in by another guard, only this one wasn’t wearing a gun.
“Your cooperation, Mr. Trebold, and for that, I’m willing to offer you a brand new life. Would you like that? Would you enjoy spending time outdoors again, free to do whatever you want?” He motioned toward the guard. “Remove his shackles and for God’s sake, get the man something to drink. We’ll worry about food later. Jesus, what the fuck did they do to you?”
The guard immediately responded, removing the chains. I rubbed my wrists, still trying to focus. The light was far too bright.
“What they do to all the prisoners,” I said, scoffing.
“Bastards think this is the right way to reform a prisoner.” He moved closer.
“What do I need to do for this great life?”
“Become a new man.” He laughed and laughed as he tossed a folder across the desk. “I’ll let you take a few moments to read over my offer. One time only. If I leave here today without your signature, then you will go back to prison.”
Shaken, I was pitched out of the vision and stumbled back several feet. I hadn’t been able to see the man’s face, but I knew he held some importance. If only I could remember what happened after that, before I’d signed my name and my life away. I knew that something had occurred in between. Why the hell couldn’t I remember?
I saw the look of concern in Brexin’s eyes given my outcry, but the others remained quiet. I took gulping breaths, finally glancing at the lovely woman. A slither of anxiety pulsed through my veins. For some damning reason, I had the distinct feeling that the female and I were connected, as if she’d been sent here for me alone. The thought was stimulating yet terrifying.
If that was the case, then her life was in danger. I had no choice but to free her, to make certain that she was found. If not, the war would escalate at the wrong time, but I would be watching, and we would return soon enough.
And with no reservations, we would destroy the compound.
Chapter Four
Cassia
Snow was everywhere, the blizzard-like conditions getting worse. I stumbled, falling into the hard crust of ice, the wind knocked out of me. I reached out, trying to remember what had happened. Everything was foggy as hell. A flash appeared in my mind, an odd vision and I could see the Viking’s face, could swear I had his scent in my nostrils. I managed to get to my feet, turning in a full circle. I knew they were still here, the creatures. I could sense them even though I couldn’t see anything but a white blur.
Creatures. The majority were aliens, but dear God, they were gorgeous.
Then I heard a call, breaking the howling wind.
“Doc-tor Bloom!”
Rattled, I shifted away from the forest, taking gulping breaths. “Here. I’m here.”
Seconds later, I heard the crunch of snow before I was able to make out a figure. He continued coming closer, yanking up his face mask and taking several deep breaths.
“Greg.”
A slight rumble surrounded me, thunderous in nature. The beasts were all around us.
“Jesus Christ. I thought we lost you. What the fuck?” He scanned the perimeter, grabbing his gun. “Come on! I need to get you the hell out of here. It’s almost fucking dark.”
The spell broken once Greg snagged my arm once again, I gasped for air, completely thrown by the wondrous connection and the passion that continued to arouse. He lifted his gun, aiming for the beast.
“Don’t!” I shoved him with enough force he pitched toward the ground, hissing as he attempted to regain his footing. Shaken, I took several deep breaths, attempting to comprehend what in the hell was wrong with me. These... animals had just murdered three brilliant doctors and taken me prisoner for several hours, fucking me. Using me. And I was romancing the concept, still longing for the brutal leader. I strained to see him, the massive Viking who’d taken full control of my body and soul, but everything was a blur.
“Mine.”
I know I’d heard the word. They weren’t simply beasts but intelligent creatures. I had the distinct feeling that they’d longed to be able to talk to me. I also had witnessed the Viking in pain, but mental instead of physical, the agony written all over his face. I was more than curious about him. He was completely different than the others, but obviously altered in some manner. I had a terrible feeling pooling in my stomach and I was terrified for the volunteers. What had they been forced to endure?
“Don’t be ridiculous. They will kill you!” he shouted, rage covering his face. “You were lost for hours, sweetheart, and those mother fuckers almost grabbed you. Trust me, you wouldn’t have survived.”
“No. No!” I was a trained psychologist, schooled in aspects of human nature that couldn’t be explained. My abilities to see a heightened level of intimacy and intelligence even in serial killers was my legacy as well as considered highly controversial. And the Viking? I’d seen past the killer instinct into the mind of a traumatized man. What the hell was going on at this godforsaken place? Had I completely lost my mind, fueled by outrageous fantasies? I was still tingling, visions of what had occurred surreal. It couldn’t have happened. I hadn’t allowed several men to take me.
“You’re a fool. If you don’t come now, we won’t make it in time before dark. We have maybe thirty minutes to cover a hell of a lot of terrain. Trust me, sweetheart, there are more where those came from and they’re very hungry. Jesus, the shit I have to put up with,” Greg snarled and dismissed me, heading away from the forest.
I turned back, but the magnificent creatures had disappeared. A deep sadness swelled within, my heart racing. I knew they’d be back. I belonged to them in some crazy fashion. I could still feel the Viking’s lips against mine, his cock sliding in and out. I clenched my pussy, startled that my entire body ached. I wanted his shaft in my mouth, licking every drop of his sweet cum.
Get a grip.
The calming voice inside my head did nothing but fuel my anger this time. My sixth sense told me this trip was planned in an entirely different fashion than what I’d been told.
“What happened? Where are the others?” I whispered, taking several steps but every few seconds, I couldn’t help but glance over my shoulder, longing to see him again.
“They’ve been in the compound for hours. I came back one last time to try and find you. Come on, get the hell on the snowmobile.”
“What?”
“I don’t get paid enough for this shit!” he barked, yanking my arm. “I should have left your ass out there.”
“Then why didn’t you?” I snapped, jerking away from him.
“Get on or I am leaving your ass here!” He jumped onto the snowmobile, revving the engine.
I gave the forest one last look before climbing on and wrapping my arms around him. The horrible visions of seeing my colleagues ripped apart filtered into my mind as he took off, roaring over the snow and ice.
The moments of raw passion slithered beside the horrific images, gorgeous rugged faces, warm hands touching every part of my naked body and cocks filling me. I became lost. That had to be it. I was suffering from the cold and... My nipples were sore and so was my ass.
As if I’d received a hard spanking.
There were no additional growls, no attacks, but I knew the creatures had surrounded us, watching.
Observing.
Planning.
They would bide their time for another encounter and I knew the battle was one they would win. They would come for me.
We were the hunted.
* * *
“No! Let me go!” I screamed, knowing it was in vain. The beasts surrounding me snarled, the sounds vicious and very hungry. I backed away, realizing there was no escape. They’d captured me, dragging me into this dark place. I had no sense of time, no indication of where I was, but I knew for certain they would never let me go. I was required to obey their every command, no matter how harsh. They’d stimulated me with their heated breath, rich scents of the forest infused with spice and testosterone.
The Viking advanced, his carnal look voracious. Fisting my hair, he dragged me closer and while I fought, punching and beating his chest, he didn’t budge. He loomed over me, tipping his head from side to side as his expression darkened. He took a deep whiff, his upper lip curling.
“Please let me go. Please.” My trembling voice echoed and the moment he lowered his head, licking across my lips, I shuddered. A wave of desire rushed into every cell, my pussy clenching from his touch alone. I clawed, my hands pummeling against him as he eased his hand down my chest, shoving his massive fingers between my legs. I closed my eyes, praying for release and as he thrust his fingers all the way inside, tears slid down my face.
The others advanced, their husky growls intensifying. Hands were positioned all over my body, tearing at my clothes, ripping away at my sanity. Fingers found my asshole while others pinched my nipples, twisting painfully. The anguish was blinding. I struggled but it was no use. I was naked and alone. Helpless.
Yet my pussy leaked, giving me away, juice trickling down both thighs.
The Viking plunged in a savage manner, driving me up onto my toes as he spread my pussy lips, forcing me to yield. My muscles ached but clamped around the thick invasion. Dirty fingers fucking me.
Claiming me.
I now belonged to them, never to be set free. Everything was a blur as the Viking stepped back, holding his fingers into the dim light. They glistened from my juice. I was horrified, so ashamed that I could ever want this. Another set of hands parted my legs, opening me as wide as possible.
The Viking tipped back his head as he licked his fingers, savoring every drop as if he’d never experienced a woman before. Only seconds later, he ripped away the fur covering his massive body. I was stunned at the sight of him, his body chiseled in perfect proportions. His chest was carved, the muscles in his abdomen ripped. He was magnificent in his manhood, his cock like thick carved bone, dripping from his raging desire. Veins bulged on the side of his neck as he walked toward me, his balls so swollen, swinging between his powerful legs. He would no doubt cut me into, breaking me.
