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  Hector had no doubts that he could bring Tennae to a precipice time after time by simply playing with her clit, but he had to be inside her, buried as deeply as he could shove his finger inward. He would reserve her right to come to him as a virgin of sorts; he would not slip his cock into her hot vagina until the wedding night. But today her body would still sing and in the midst of it, he would break the inner skin and touch her where no man ever had.

  Hector crawled onto the bed, gently spread her knees, and placed her feet on either side of his bare hips. “I’m going to put my finger inside your pussy, but not until I think you’re ready.”

  Tennae’s breath caught in her throat. Her clit burned to be stroked. A soft smile curved her mouth upward, her eyes darkened as she waited for him, and she rolled her hips enticingly in an age-old manner of complete, pure unrequited lust.

  Hector leaned closer, wondering how he had managed over the last five years without this woman in his life. No matter what, he would never give her up. He would spend the rest of his days teaching Tennae that it would be breathtaking to be loved by him. Hopefully, she would someday forget the arrogant culture of men who subtly abused their woman without their knowledge.

  He gently grasped her inner thighs and spread her wide, forcibly holding her open thighs against the mattress. It was easy to feel the power of her sexual need as she quivered beneath his touch. “I have not even touched you intimately. Yet your body churns with a suppressed need to come.”

  Tennae groaned loudly as her slim hands kneaded the pillow her head lay upon. A feathery touch of Hector’s finger against her wet slit sent a jolt that lifted her hips from the bed.

  He tightened his grip on her legs, lowered his mouth, and licked once at her clit.

  Tennae screamed as she thrashed against his firm hold, wanting him to cease the assault that engulfed her, yet needing him to continue forever.

  Hector dipped his tongue inside her heat, lapped at the tangy liquid, and knew it would be the last time he would ever taste the essence of Tennae as a true virgin. Her grinding hips against his mouth left no doubt within his mind.

  His tongue circled her clit once, and then he latched onto the swollen bud with his lips. His heart pounded as he sucked with force, keeping tempo with the rhythm of Tennae’s surging hips. When she screamed again, he inserted a probing finger inside her hot pussy, his stomach clenching at the sound of her wetness as he stroked the hot center of her vagina. She grunted her pleasure when his hand slid over the smooth texture of her belly to massage a swollen breast, and then roll a nipple between a thumb and finger.

  Hector’s tongue left her throbbing clit and joined his finger inside her, lapping at the wet entrance. The musky scent of her sex surrounded him, the softness of her pubic hair caressed his cheek, and the first quiver of her orgasm pulsed around the thickness of his finger.

  “Hector…” Tennae clutched at the pillow and bucked against his mouth as wave after wave of hot pleasure burned a path from her pussy to her heaving breasts.

  It was time. He forced the tip of his finger through the thin layer of her youth. Tennae moaned with the pain, but now the deed was done and only pleasure would follow. Hector sucked her clit deeply into his mouth as he inserted a second finger and urged her further into the orgasm.

  Her body quivered, the pulses finally slowing, and her quiet sobs filled the room. Hector slid up her body, cupped her cheeks gently, and kissed away the tears. Murmuring gentle words of love, he soon began to receive soft kisses back. He sucked her tongue inside his mouth, tasting her sweetness and admitting to himself that he was easily falling in love.

  Hector’s thumb brushed across her cheek to wipe away the final tears. “Do not cry, Tennae. You are a beautiful woman. This thing had to happen. From now on, there will be no more pain.”

  She finally met his gaze. “I cry not only from the pain. I shed these tears in shame. I am no longer a virgin.”

  “Yes, you are. I have only prepared you for tomorrow. I want the night of our wedding to be as wonderful for you as it is for me. That is why I pierced you.” He levered himself from her body. “I will return with warm water and a towel to clean you.”

  Tennae watched his masculine body move across the room with the grace of a magnificent lion. Until she had felt the pain of his invasion, she had never wanted him to stop making her body cry out for release. After the deed was done, he had worked her until the ache was replaced with the last vestiges of an orgasm that shook her to her soul. Never had her body responded to Karn as it did to Hector. That was the real reason she wept. It was the death of her emotion, her love for Karn. Hector enslaved her, and she wasn’t so sure about escaping any longer. She was his prisoner, but her eyes warmed with delight when he returned to her side.

  Hector dipped a towel in water and wiped the traces of blood from between her legs. “Do you still hurt?”

  She silently shook her head. As he continued to clean her body, her eyes closed. Tennae was exhausted and before she could utter another word, she fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.

  * * * * *

  Hector sat in the semi-darkness of the room, memorizing every bit of her satiny skin as she lay on her side. Tennae’s mouth hung slightly open with the innocence of youth as she inhaled gentle breaths. Glorious black hair tumbled about her milky shoulder, and her breasts crushed against one another, creating a deep gorge between the lovely mounds.

  He had spent the entire afternoon watching and waiting for her to awaken. He wanted to speak to her of love. Somehow, he must convince Tennae he would cherish her for the rest of his life. Together, they would build an empire, and the good people of Earth would continue to multiply and grow under their tutelage.

  Hector was King of Sector One. He could have any woman he desired, but it was only Tennae that he wanted. Should I tell her she will become royalty? That she will make a beautiful queen to be loved by all her subjects?

  No, he wouldn’t say anything yet. He needed Tennae to love him for himself and not for the life he could give her.

  Feeling lonely without her warmth, Hector dropped his pants and carefully crawled into bed beside her. Gently, he settled her head against his shoulder and fell asleep with a troubled sigh.

  * * * * *

  Tennae’s eyes fluttered open. Instant panic widened them further until she realized where she was. She bolted to a sitting position and stared down at the man who watched her closely. Running a hand through her dark tresses, she shook her head and spied the darkness outside the window. “I have slept for a long time.”

  “I was beginning to think you would never wake. I am sorry I exhausted you on the trail and then tired you more today.”

  It was difficult for Tennae to meet his eyes. He had done things to her that no other ever had. Just thinking of the immense pulsing that burned her body earlier heated her cheeks.

  Hector spied her discomfort and rose to his elbow. He took her hand and gently kissed her fingertips. “Tennae, I want to say something to you. Something happened to me today. I have never spoken to anyone about my wife and son. Only you. With you I feel trust and kinship. Will you give me a chance? Already, my heart warms with just the mere thought of you. I want our life together to be long, fruitful and filled with love.”

  Her small shoulders drooped forlornly with a sigh. “It is not that easy for me, Hector. I have been loved for so long by another and have felt the same for him. It nags at me, however, how easily I laid in your arms and let you do the things you did to me and I have only known you for a mere week. I am completely powerless when it comes to you, and that notion frightens me.” She turned finally to meet his gaze. Her eyes took in his tousled hair and the darkening of whiskers on his cheeks and chin. Tennae’s heart did a flip. “Why, Hector? Why can you make me forget everything in my life when your hands touch my skin?”

  Hector lifted a curl that lay nestled between her breasts and brushed it across his cheek. “Could it be that you have feelings for me?”
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br />   Her head shook slowly. “I do not know what I feel. I am more confused than ever. You do not frighten me like you should. I am your prisoner.”

  “No. You are not my prisoner. You are the future love of my life. Let me show you how we will spend our time.”

  Hector guided her body to the bed, used his knee to open her legs, and crawled between their satiny lengths. He lay atop her, assuring that his weight was carried by his elbows, and ran his tongue across the seam of her mouth.

  Tennae responded immediately. When his lips moved to caress the softness of her long neck, she nipped his shoulder, reveling in the male scent that clung to his skin. As earlier, she was powerless do anything else. “Again, Hector. Make me feel like I have flown to the heavens with your mouth and hands upon me…”

  He rolled from her body and gathered her close. His hand followed the line of her hip until he reached her pussy. Tennae missed his happy smile when she automatically spread herself for him.

  His fingers glided through the thick dark patch of pubic hair, feeling the softness against his palm as his fingers moved smoothly through the already wet feminine lips. He nuzzled her neck and whispered between kisses as he teased her wet opening. “This time it will be different, my love. This time you will see the joy my fingers can bring you. And, tomorrow…it will be my cock that slides into your hot body and pumps against your womb until you scream with pleasure.”

  “Hector…this feeling is so wonderful…”

  He slid his finger into her tight hole and felt her body shudder against his hand. “Slowly, my beauty, slowly. The night is ours. Your body will weep for me. I plan to make you come time after time…my hands, my fingers…my lips wrapped around your clit.” His promise stated, Hector inserted another finger and let Tennae set the motion.

  “Faster…please, faster!” Her hips moved against his hand in a flurry of motion as she urged him on. Tennae raised her knees and spread them wide. She grabbed his hand and forced another finger inside her wet slit.

  Grunting with pleasure, her body undulated as he felt the first spasm of pleasure inside her pussy. Tennae dragged her leg across his thigh to open her body more. Hector’s fingers swirled inside her as he nipped an erect nipple.

  Her young body exploded with a massive orgasm.

  The door to their suite crashed open, the noise sending the two lovers flying in opposite directions on the bed. Karn catapulted across the room with Sector Seven men following in his wake. The enraged man swung a club and screamed at the top of his lungs. “You will die for taking what is mine!”

  Hector scrambled off the bed, ready to defend himself. “Guards!”

  A shriek reverberated in the hall and a second later, one of his guards staggered past the door with blood streaming from his neck.

  Hector crouched into a fighting position, realizing he was alone. He snarled at Karn. “You have made a huge mistake coming here to battle.”

  Karn circled him and snarled back. “It is you who has made the mistake. Tennae belongs to me. I saw what you were doing to her. How many times have you fucked what was promised to me?”

  “Karn! Stop this now!” Tennae was frightened beyond belief. Never had she seen her countrymen raise arms to battle and never had Karn glared at her with such loathing.

  “Shut up, whore.”

  Tennae paled beneath the onslaught of his words.

  Hector launched himself through the air and took Karn to the ground with him.

  “Help me!” Karn screamed to his countrymen.

  They pressed forward and ripped Hector from Karn’s body. Hector fought valiantly, but the sheer numbers against him soon found his body dragged to the floor.

  “Stop it! You’ll kill him!” Ignoring her own nudity, Tennae scrambled from the bed, but before she could reach Hector, Karn grabbed her naked waist and pulled her away. He yanked her from the melee and satisfactorily observed the other man’s beating until Hector sank into unconsciousness.

  Tennae sobbed in his arms, the shock of the horrible situation sending one shudder after another through her body. She grabbed Karn’s arm and forced him to look at her. “Why? Why would you beat him senseless?”

  Her answer was the back of Karn’s hand as he sent her sprawling to the floor. “Be quiet, whore, or I will do the same to you.”

  “Karn, please…” she lay huddled on the floor shaking. Before she could speak again, he yanked her to her feet and hauled her through the open doorway. “Karn! My clothes.”

  He stopped his headlong progress, roughly yanked her against his hard chest and pierced her with his angered gaze. “Whores don’t wear clothes, Tennae. It’s easier and quicker when someone wants to fuck them.”

  She winced in pain when he wrenched her forward and clasped a sweaty palm over her mouth. A moment later, Karn secreted her down the steps past three dead guards.

  * * * * *

  Karn pushed them mercilessly across the many miles of the dead Sectors until they finally reached Seven. Instead of taking the path that led to the compound, he turned his horse’s head and pushed for the edge of the mountains.

  “Where are we going? Karn, you’ve got to talk to me.” Tennae lived a nightmare. Her body ached from the long hours atop the horse. Her naked skin blistered in spots, burned red from the many hours of exposure to the sun until she was finally given a blanket. She had only enough food and water to keep her alive and now it seemed that Karn wasn’t going to return her to her home. She tried again. “Karn, you must talk to me.”

  Finally, he responded after five days of silence. “You’re going to a place where you can be with your own kind.”

  “I do not understand. This is not the way to my home.”

  “It is the way to a place called the Cave. We will be there shortly and you will learn your fate.”

  Tennae’s hands trembled. “It is true, then. Everything Hector told me is true. The other women and I have lived under your lies. We saved ourselves for you and the only payment is your lies and the diseases you pass to us!”

  “Well, Tennae, it did not seem like you saved yourself for me. I saw…Hector is his name? I saw Hector with his fingers up your hole and you with your legs spread wide. How many times did he fuck you?”

  “Never!”

  “You lie, Tennae. I saw with my eyes.”

  “It is not like that!” She was frightened now—frightened of what the future would bring. Karn was a stranger. How could she have ever loved him? The many emotions Hector awoke now came at her full force. Hector…she would never see him again.

  They rode through a stone entrance into the darkness of a huge cavern in the mountainside lit only by torches that radiated a bit of dim light. Tennae was dragged from the horse’s back and hauled past naked women, young and old alike, with open sores on their bodies and only a dull light in their eyes. As Karn hauled her deeper into the darkness, they passed men with their pants down around their ankles as they banged against the whores of the Cave.

  Karn shoved Tennae against a wall, easily held her struggling body trapped, and shackled her wrists above her head to iron rings attached to the rock. In a flash, he’d managed to quell her kicking and get her legs secured also.

  “Please, Karn, do not leave me here. I will do anything, but you cannot let this happen to me.”

  He crossed his arms, cocked his knee, and his lips curled into a sneer. “Ah, yes, you will do anything, that is my guarantee. And I will watch, Tennae. I get to fuck you first to assure you are clean, and then every man that rode with us will get his turn to stick their cocks up you as far as they will go. Maybe someone will want to fuck you in the ass. I am sure it is plenty stretched. I saw the size of Hector’s cock.”

  “Do not do this,” she sobbed. “It has not happened as you think.”

  “Be quiet, whore. I finally get my chance to be inside you.” He stepped close and jabbed a finger inside her. “Here, Tennae, I will finally be here. It will be the only time. After that, who knows what disease you wi
ll carry with so many men using your body.”

  Tennae sagged against the wall. Her naked body shivered uncontrollably as she wished for death, and then she wished for Hector. She imagined the warmth of his big body beside hers in an effort to forget the cold that now sapped her strength and the pain of Karn’s prodding. She closed her eyes and envisioned a gentle smile. She had been so wrong…so wrong… Tennae wearily lifted her chin and was sickened by the hatred burning in Karn’s eyes. This was not the same man she’d known her entire life. This was not the near lover who spoke tenderly and worried about her safety. Instead, he had become the nemesis who would eventually end her innocent life.

  Karn kissed her unyielding lips. She whimpered and tried to turn away. “I no longer excite you? Remember how you always wished I could touch you here?” He shoved his finger deeper.

  “Please…stop…” her head lolled against the rock wall.

  Instantly the finger was gone. Karn ripped the front of his leggings open and pulled out his erect cock. “You are nothing but a whore now, Tennae. Soon, you will be a diseased and dead one. Before that happens, I am finally going to get my pleasure from your body.”

  His fingers were back as he roughly stretched her pussy lips wide and nudged his erection against her clit. An evil smile curled his lips when he slid the engorged tip to the virgin hole that had never been pierced by a cock.

  A bloodcurdling scream echoed off the cave walls when Hector charged through the cave opening, swinging his sword with hundreds of men spilling through the cavern behind him.