Adamant Spirits, page 45
She tried to kick, but his legs held her still. Her bottom burned, feeling as though a thousand bees had stung her cheeks. When he finally paused, she breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that her punishment had finally ended.
The bed jostled beneath them and a cool smooth object grazed over her bottom.
“What’s that?” she whimpered.
“I’m guessing you’ve never felt a paddle before, Aubrie, have you?”
“No, sir,” she said, her voice shaking with nerves.
“I’ve warmed you up with my palm for the real punishment. Now, you’re going to learn that I am your master and you will never dare to leave me ever again,” he said.
The paddle lit into her backside then, the leather surface biting into her flesh and searing its painful message into her skin. If she thought he had been harsh before with just his hand, she was dead wrong. He attacked from the top of her ass to mid-thigh, spending an inordinate amount of time punishing the sensitive patch of skin on the underside of her bottom. She tried to kick, she tried to struggle, but she couldn’t escape the terrifying accuracy of every blow.
“Think about how I felt when I saw that gun pointed at you, Aubrie.”
The paddle fell a few more times, tattooing its message deep into her flesh.
“I rescued you from certain death at the hands of some monster at that auction. I’ve cared for you, protected you, and you repay me by running off? Did you think about how I would feel if I lost you?”
“You don’t care about me. I’m just a slave to you,” she cried softly, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.
“No, Aubrie, you’re not just a slave. You’re my woman and I intend to teach you exactly what that means,” he roared. She sobbed at the emotion in his voice.
He threw down the paddle and spanked her again with his palm, only this time, he used much more force so that it reverberated deep into her core, causing her pussy to throb with her need. Her blood boiled as he spanked her and she moaned at the feeling of it. Every smack pushed the plug in her bottom deeper, making her keenly aware of just how wet it had made her. No one had ever touched her forbidden channel before and he had taken it. And she had loved it.
“Please forgive me,” she begged. At once, she was overwhelmed with her feelings, with the betrayal of Earth, with her fear and confusion, with her confusion toward Edagon, and her heart shattered. She cried, the tears falling down her cheeks faster than ever. He gripped her by the hips and lifted her so that she sat in his lap. Curling his arms around her, he held her as she cried, as the emotions and shock of the day were wrung out of her with wild abandon.
“I will always forgive you, my sweet human,” he murmured then.
“They were going to kill me. I didn’t know,” she whispered into his neck.
“I know, baby. I know.”
“Why did you save me? Why didn’t you just let me die? Why do you continue to protect an enemy of your people?”
Gripping her hair by the nape of her neck, he lifted her off his lap then and threw her down on the bed, so that she landed on her back. He wasn’t gentle or kind about kicking her legs wide open with his knees as he unbuttoned his slacks.
His cock came into view then and she licked her lips, remembering the taste of it on her tongue. He climbed over her, gathering her wrists in one of his hands and holding them over her head. The head of his shaft pressed against her entrance for a very short moment before his hips surged forward, claiming her in one powerful swoop.
Crying at the roughness of it, Aubrie quivered as her pussy tensed and fought to accommodate his massive girth but he didn’t give her time to adjust. Instead, he took her hard and fast, meeting little resistance with how wet she was after her spanking.
Her wrists bound by his touch and his other hand on her waist, she moaned at his mastery of her. His cock felt like velvet-encased iron, taking her without mercy as he fucked her. She rocked her hips in tune with his, groaning as he took her, claimed her as his.
“Why didn’t you let me die?” she pressed, her voice husky with her lust.
He bent down then, his lips devouring her as though she was a delectable dessert that he couldn’t get enough of. She kissed him back, rolling her hips, taking him deeper than before. With the plug in her bottom, she felt fuller than ever and it made his massive cock seem even bigger.
“Why do you care?”
He pulled back then and stared into her eyes. “Because I love you, woman. You’re mine.”
“You can’t mean that, Edagon. You can’t,” she argued, her voice shaking.
He snaked his hands under her armpits and lifted her up, so that he held her weight in his arms. Bouncing her up and down on his cock, he grinned as she moaned, losing all ability to speak.
One of his hands ventured in between her thighs, pressing against her clit, circling it and owning it as she shook with need. The slow and steady simmer of passion came to a full blaze in that moment, as he kissed her, claiming every single part of her as his. His tongue ventured in between her lips, caressing hers as he pumped his cock in and out of her.
Every muscle in her body tensed as she screamed with her lust. She wound her arms around his neck, holding on for dear life as she felt herself hurtling toward the edge of a cliff and into a deep, dark pleasurable abyss. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she panted as the knot inside her core squeezed tighter and tighter.
“Come,” he said and that single word shattered her.
She trembled with her orgasm, her body burning red hot as she struggled to draw a breath into her lungs. He pinched her clit then, and she felt her body fracture, rolling from one orgasm to the next. She lost control of herself, allowing him to dictate how long and how many times he would grant her release. It was glorious.
His hand squeezed her punished bottom and she shivered, remembering his alpha nature to take her in hand. Lost in her euphoria, she trembled as he took her as he pleased. He groaned in her ear and she hugged him close, feeling his muscles tighten with his own release. The moment his hot seed spurted deep inside her, her vision darkened as a third and final orgasm tore through her.
Her fingers scraped against his back as she held on for dear life, as his cock caressed her insides, stroking her to completion. When the last tendrils of her orgasm left her shaking, he held her close, almost as if he’d known she’d be unable to support herself.
Exhaustion won over her as he placed a chaste kiss on her lips.
“I mean it. I love you, sweet human. You’d do well to remember that.”
“I love you too,” she murmured quietly as sleep claimed her then. And she meant it too.
Seven
The next morning, Edagon woke with his human still asleep in his arms. He watched her delicate features as she slept, her wavy chestnut locks cascading down her back, her long eyelashes twitching with her dreams and her plump pink lips just begging for him to kiss her. She was so strong, so very strong that it woke something deep inside him.
He had meant what he said the night before. The moment that man had raised his gun in her direction, he had seen red. He had wanted to rip the man’s head from his shoulders right where he stood, but instead, for Aubrie’s sake, he had simply used his UX756, a device meant to debilitate and paralyze his enemies. It had taken more self-control then he had thought he had.
The humans had no defense against it. They had probably not even known of its existence in the Venassathi arsenal. The humans didn’t know a lot of things actually.
He sighed. He didn’t particularly enjoy killing anyone and he didn’t like seeing anyone die needlessly. Especially ignorant humans sending their troops to the slaughter.
Furrowing his head, he rolled over gently, racking his brain for a solution. He had to know more. He had to know why Earth had senselessly sent Aubrie and her soldiers to almost certain death. He had to know why they thought it necessary to kill her.
As quietly as he could, he left the bed and made sure she didn’t stir in his absence. Pulling on a pair of jeans, he went to his office, opening up his own personal command center. He punched a few directives into the holographic screen with his fingers and heard the sounds of his printer come to life. Then he pulled up a few files his own intelligence had gathered on the current leader of Earth, President Rayne.
He was not surprised to see that there was much suspicion of the man’s dirty politics and how deep his corruption had furrowed. There was mention of his greed and how if certain members of society contributed to his campaign funds, they were suddenly given certain special privileges, such as space on interstellar space stations. He printed all that too. Anything of interest, he collected, intent on finding out the truth.
After he finished gathering information, he designed a unique set of clothing. In a matter of moments, he had a Venassathi military uniform in his hands, black and gray, except designed in the shape of a certain little human female. After a quick inspection, he deemed that it was well executed and would fit her body perfectly. Second, he picked up the files he had gathered and made his way back to the bedroom.
He strode back into the bedroom to see his pretty vixen blinking awake. The flushed look on her face made him want to ravish her in bed all day, but he had more pressing matters to attend to and he needed her fully clothed in order to do so.
“Get up. I have a surprise for you,” he commanded, and she looked at him with wide eyes. As she sat up, he grinned when he saw the look of realization come over her face at the presence of the plug still nestled deep within her channel.
“Will you, can I…” she began and he shook his head.
“No. You’ll wear that today to remind you that I own every inch of you. I have a feeling you may need that reminder, considering what I have in mind,” he chuckled and her mouth parted a little in shock.
“Here, put this on,” he said, handing her the clothes he had just created for her. The look of awe on her face warmed his heart. He admired her naked form as she dressed and she looked away bashfully.
Reaching around her throat, he unclasped the collar and allowed it to fall to the floor. He sat down on the bed beside her and passed her the files.
He didn’t say anything for a long time as she read them. He watched her face fall at first, and then saw the anger brewing deep inside her. She looked at him then, furious at his discovery.
“They sent us to the slaughter. Venassathi was never meant to attack us. We were never supposed to survive that battle. With this information, I could skewer President Rayne. That’s why they wanted to kill me. With you by my side, it was only a matter of time before I connected the dots.”
He took her hand in his then, letting her know that she had his full support.
“I’m afraid that looks to be the case. Regardless of if that’s true or not, I want to give you the chance to save your people, to tell them not to attack anyone anymore, to tell them they have no chance if they do. I’ve seen the strength in your eyes and I know how hard you’ve worked to achieve your status as commander on Earth. For that reason, I’m going to strip away your slave status and make you my second in command. I want to make you my deputy commander, Aubrie. Do you accept?”
She was silent for a long moment before he saw her tenacity return with a vengeance.
“I would be happy to, sir,” she whispered quietly, unable to hide the smile of exuberance that quickly overwhelmed her features.
He dressed then in his commanding officer’s uniform as she admired the slim fit of her own. He guided her down to the command center with him, this time with her arm safely in his, rather than her body thrown over his shoulder as he had before. He noticed that her shoulders were held high, her back straight and proud as she once again took on the role she’d worked so hard to attain back on Earth. She was a military commander.
“Men. I’d like to introduce you to Deputy Commander Aubrie Kent,” he began and every one of his men rose and pounded a fist over their hearts. Not a single one murmured a work of dissent.
He’d fought and earned his place as their commander and they trusted him with their lives. They knew he would not lead them wrong, even if he brought a human woman into their ranks.
She nodded her head in greeting toward the men and they bowed their heads in respect.
“I’d also like to remind you all that she’s mine. No one is to lay a hand on her without my explicit permission,” he added with a growl. He watched as she smirked at his public ownership of her. If they were not in full view of the others, he’d spank that sassy response right out of her.
A resounding “yes, sir” sounded throughout the room.
“Set up communications with Earth. It’s high time we gift them the knowledge that they will never win the war against their alien enemies,” he said and the ranks within the command center laughed at his proclamation.
In no time at all, a huge projection screen shown blue at the front of the room. Edagon maneuvered Aubrie so that she stood in the central view, with him directly beside her for support.
A flustered-looking older man finally appeared on screen, clearly surprised to be woken up at whatever time it was over there back on Earth to have a chat with an enemy alien army. Edagon studied the man’s face as he watched him recognize Aubrie beside him.
“President Rayne, it is nice to finally meet your acquaintance in an official capacity,” Aubrie began.
The older man glared back at her, studying her before he hazarded a response.
“Commander Kent, I believe? I had heard varying reports of your location after the battle you led. From deep space, to Minaria, to what appears to be the planet Venassathi now?” Rayne answered. Edagon was distinctly aware the man was skirting around information he already knew, that much was obvious.
“I am distinctly aware of the assassination mission that was attempted on my life, President Rayne,” Aubrie snapped and Edagon had to remind himself to keep his expression blank. He wanted to laugh out loud with pride. This was his woman. His courageous little human.
“Are you also aware that your team of men are currently awaiting interrogation in the Venassathi dungeons, President Rayne? Do you know how easily they were defeated once they arrived here?” she continued and he watched as the old human face drained of color. “I wonder what other information they may know, like the capacity of your campaign fund or the names of who has donated to your many charities…”
She paused for a long moment.
“Cease your attacks outside of your sector. As second in command here on Venassathi, it is well within my right to declare war on your planet. Commander Edagon here beside me has many allies and many weapons that would destroy Earth in a matter of seconds, should you attempt to take my life or any other lives from this moment on. You see, President Rayne, in my time here, I have learned that there are no alien lifeforms that have attacked Earth. We have nothing they want. They don’t need Earth. No one wants it.”
“You’re talking nonsense,” Rayne interjected.
“No, I don’t think so. Earth is the aggressor, which is different from everything we have ever been taught by you and your administration. You’ve lied to us all this time,” Aubrie said, her voice angry, but level and calm despite the war of emotions he knew had to be occurring inside her.
“How could you possibly know this,” Rayne sputtered, his face even whiter than before.
“I was the commander of the Earthen intergalactic space units, President Rayne. Despite my time as a commanding officer, I never once led a defense of the planet. I only attacked on the offensive, based on your expert information. This time, we made the mistake of attacking a peaceful nation based on false intel, the Venassathi, and have paid the price with the lives of good soldiers. After spending some time with their commander, it has been brought to my attention none of his allies want anything to do with Earth,” she finished and the older man glared back at her.
“Now what did you actually want? Why send soldiers off to die, or women off to auction by the thousands? Why kill them at all?” she pressed further.
The older man’s expression grew graver by the second.
“Might you be thinning out the population from overbreeding? Ensuring there’s room on the space station for the rich elite such as yourself and your campaign contributors when the time comes to abandon our home planet, our precious overpopulated Earth?”
Edagon smiled. She had put everything together. He couldn’t be more proud.
Rayne blanched at her accusation.
“I’ll kill you,” Rayne said fiercely, spittle flying from his lips.
Edagon stepped forward, unable to keep silent any longer.
“President Rayne, I suggest you not threaten an officer of Venassathi ever again. It will not end well for you. I find it disturbing that behind all this Earthen aggression is one sad little rich man trying to clear space for himself and his wealthy little friends,” Edagon said, unwilling to listen to anyone threaten his woman right in front of him.
Clearing his throat, Edagon continued, “You see, I have a solution to this never-ending war you’ve propagated. I’m simply going to send a small legion to remove you from power. I’m also going to enlighten the group of men we’ve captured as to your true motives. Should Earth ever experience any actual aggression, aside from all the fictional attacks you’ve made up, the Venassathi will protect you, but your reign as president, Rayne, is sadly over. Expect us to arrive in a few days.”
The old man sat silently in disbelief.
“Oh, and President Rayne?”
“Yes, Commander,” he responded blankly.
“Have a nice day,” Edagon chuckled before the communication feed was severed.
Edagon drew Aubrie back into his embrace. He laid her head on his shoulder and felt her body curl into him.
“So, it’s true,” he murmured and she nodded into his shoulder.
