Hawk's Prey Page 6

  She blushed. Tova felt her cheeks heat as Hawk moved towards her. Her nipples tingled as she recalled how intensely hot his mouth was on her lips. He stopped and considered her worktable. He picked up one of the celebration dishes and pulled the sterile wrapping off the top. The sweet scent of melios filled the air and her stomach grumbled. She could not help but enjoy today’s tasting requirement. It had been so long since she had indulged in melios!

  “Festival begins tonight. You have earned the right to enjoy it.”

  A smile curved her lips as she absorbed his praise. The day had been filled with many tasks but the ache in the center of her shoulders seemed unimportant compared to the delight that everyone would have over eating the sweets she had molded. She lifted her hand for the melios and Hawk chuckled as he shook his head.

  Hawk held the little green ball between his fingertips and rolled it. Her eyes strayed to his hand and the expert way he handled the soft confection. There was so much control in him that she shivered as she considered having his fingers on her nipples once more.

  “Eat it from my hand, Tova.”

  Should she? The wicked idea formed in her head as she watched the way Hawk waited on her response. Controlling their moments of touching was addictive. Leaning forward, she bit a small portion off one side of the confection, careful to avoid touching his skin with her lips. Straightening up, she grinned as Hawk frowned at her.

  “Why are you cross? I did as you asked.”

  “Kiss me.”

  His voice cracked with demand but Tova lifted a single finger and waved it back and forth. The tray hit the table and Hawk moved before the sound registered in her ears. So quickly she was wrapped in his embrace again, his arms binding her to his frame. Tova was discovering a taste for his strength that grew each time she sampled more of it.

  Addiction appeared to be her newest burden.

  “And I gave you a second command. Kiss me.”

  His fingers traced her lips, stroking the tender skin gently as he watched her face. She shivered as the small touch made sensation ripple down her body, raising goose bumps as it went. A little sound of enjoyment rose from her as her hands spread open on his chest.

  “I enjoy touching you, Tova.” His fingers traced her lower lip again and then trailed down the smooth skin of her throat. He flicked the first button open on the front of her robe and watched for her reaction. His fingers stroked the newly bared skin. Her own hands had not felt as good last night. There was a strength in his hands that she could not mimic but the control he tempered it with was what truly made her crave more of it.

  In truth, every inch of her skin cried out for a sample of his touch. Hawk frowned at her as his fingers settled on top of the second button holding her robe closed.

  “Do you refuse because I am a Hunter?” The button was separated with one swift motion of his fingers and he stroked the skin beneath the separating fabric. Tova felt her heart accelerate as she tried to resist the need to whimper with delight.

  “Because…I do not know you.” It was a half-truth. There was a part of her that refused to insult the fact that he was dedicated to law. “I do not share my body simply because lust flares up.”

  Hawk nodded in agreement before her last two buttons were opened by his hand. Her robe parted and fell away from her chest, the fabric catching on her puckered nipples. She gasped but could not say if it was with anticipation or fear of having her breasts bared for his keen gaze.

  “True, and yet placing distance between us shall not remedy that issue.” His face became hard with his words. Iron determination shone from his eyes as his fingers swept down her bare torso and then back up to her chin. “Your eyes tell me you enjoy my touch, Tova. Admit it. That is not simple lust. If so, it would have been forgotten back on the street.”

  “Maybe. I have little experience with lust.”

  He raised a dark eyebrow at her as a smile curved his lips. She shivered as she caught the look in his eyes, the raptor he was named for was rising to the bait of her challenge. His fingers stroked down over her throat making her whimper as pleasure filled her from the contact of their bare skin. He stopped in the center of her chest and spread his fingers wide. The hand around her waist tightened as he brushed the side of her robe off one nipple. The fabric fell down the side of her body, baring her right breast.

  “This is more.” His voice was firm as he looked at her nude breast. He closed his fingers around her bare breast as her eyes rounded with amazement. Never had she ever thought that a male’s touch might feel so amazing. She could feel each finger as it cupped her soft breast and his thumb brushed her nipple. Hawk watched her as he touched her. His keen gaze felt like it was boring straight into her mind where the truth of her thoughts was open for him to see.

  “This is attraction. I’m going to taste your body.”

  She did not demand that he stop. Hawk stared at the mixture of excitement and arousal in her eyes. Indecision flickered there as well but at least that was something they shared. He would never have planned an attraction to an inhabitant of a penal sphere but the surging heat in his cock refused to be sated anywhere else. Comprehension sat solid in his mind as his cock stiffened to the point of pain. His arousal fed on more than the scent of her wet pussy, it was being fueled by the tiny sounds of delights rising from her throat as shivers shook her delicate body. Leaning down, he caught her nipple between his lips and growled around it as she gasped. Her fingers gripped his shoulders as she arched back, offering her breast to his mouth.

  Tova knew she was going to die and she did so willingly. Her body shook so hard, she knew her spine was going to snap but she tightened her hold on Hawk, refusing to release him. Pleasure filled her as his tongue flicked over the tip of her nipple. He lapped the tender point over and over again before sucking it further into his mouth. Because she held onto him, his arm left her waist and cupped her opposite breast.

  Hawk released her nipple and she moaned at the loss of contact. A moment later he bent and caught two handfuls of her open robe. When he stood back up, he pulled the garment right over her head and tossed it aside before he gripped her hips and lifted her onto the table once again. Tova gasped at the ease with which he had stripped her. Her arms crossed over her nude breasts as her bare bottom connected with the cool tabletop. Some of the trays of melios fell to the floor as Hawk swept them aside with her body. Sitting on the table made her feel like a Trophy. She was completely nude and placed on display. Hawk was only missing his black gloves. He caught her chin in one hand as he cupped her knees with the other.

  “I am going to taste you tonight, Tova. I can smell your need. Part of knowing each other is learning to trust my touch.” His eyes flickered with heat as his hand landed on top of her bare thigh. “Spread for me. I will not fuck you.”

  His hand moved to rub the top of her leg as his eyes watched her. Tova shivered as every inch of her skin went hot. Her blood was speeding through her veins so quickly that even nude, she was not chilled. There was only need and more burning heat as her body urged her to comply. Hawk’s words hung right in front of her thoughts…

  Pleasure shall be your reward for submission…

  She wanted it so badly her mouth went dry. Her clit burned with the need to let him flick his tongue over it just as he had with her nipple. The image was too powerful to resist as her thighs moved apart to yield.

  “Brace your hands behind you.” His voice was hard as he bent to a knee and pressed her thighs wide. She shivered as the air moved over her spread slit. Hawk brushed her sex with a single finger before he reached up and pressed her belly back so that she was lying across the table.

  “Lay back, Tova, I want to see your body, learn it. When I fuck you, it will be perfection because I know how to stroke you.”

  He stared at her as he spoke and Tova saw the determination in his eyes. She caught her weight on her elbows as she held his gaze. Her temper wanted to refuse but her pussy ached with need that refused to be silen
ced. In fact, there was a large part of her that wanted to know if he could live up to her fantasies. Hawk brushed her slit as she refused to comply with his demands completely. His eyes flashed with warning a moment before they focused on her spread sex.

  Tova bit her lip as he centered his complete attention on her body. He trailed his fingers through her folds gently before using one hand to hold the flesh away from her clit.

  “You’re not nearly wet enough for fucking, Tova.” His eyes returned to hers for a moment. “Do you know what a training harness is?”

  She gasped and he chuckled as his hand landed on top of her belly to press her onto the table.

  “You’ll wear one before my cock penetrates your body.”

  “I will not!”

  He licked her slit in response. She moaned because she almost climaxed from that single hot lap. She panted as she tried to slow her racing heart down before she passed out from the lack of air. Her lungs couldn’t seem to keep up as Hawk chuckled and returned his hand to her slit.

  “Aye, you will, Tova. I am going to fasten it around your hips and set the pleasure beads against your clit with my own hand. You will come over and over as it relaxes your body. Only when you beg will I fuck you.”

  “I will not beg.”

  His eyes flickered with determination again. “Resist all you like. I have always enjoyed a challenge. Playing with you will be my pleasure.” He leaned forward and sucked her clit back into his mouth.

  She lost her fight to remain on her elbows as sensation stole every bit of resolve from her. There was nothing beyond the hot mouth pulling gently on her clit. His tongue flickered across the sensitive nub as her spine arched, offering it to him. His hand stroked across her belly and over her thigh as he licked her slit. Pleasure filled her as well as an acute ache to climax. He touched the entrance of her pussy with a single finger and she cried out as the walls of her passage tried to clamp around it. She was suddenly so empty that it hurt. Her hips rose off the table, trying to impale herself on that finger, but Hawk only traced around the opening to her body as he continued his flickering against her clit.

  Seconds stretched into hours as her hips strained towards her lover. She needed more pressure, just a little harder touch and climax would break the tension holding her. Her fingernails cut into her palms because she gripped her hands so tightly, but Hawk held her on that edge without a single second of mercy.

  “Please.”

  Hawk lifted his head and she whined. A low sound that was more like an animal than a human capable of logic. But she wasn’t thinking, couldn’t form a single idea beyond the ache in her pussy and the knowledge that just the right touch on her clit would grant her release.

  “Please what, Tova? Please more? Shall I simply continue?”

  His thumb took over rubbing her clit as he circled her pussy opening once again. He teased her pussy with the tip of his finger, never really inserting it, just hovering over the center of her passage. Her hips arched frantically towards his hand but he moved with her, denying her any penetration.

  “Please fill me.” She did not care how either. Her empty pussy ached so badly. His thumb rubbed across her clit as one finger thrust deep into her body. Pleasure spiked though her as she bucked towards that penetration.

  But it was not enough. The walls of her pussy needed more. They tried to clamp around that finger but it wasn’t thick enough to truly satisfy her cravings.

  “More. Hawk…I need your cock.”

  “Aye, you do. But your body is too tight. I must loosen it first.”

  Hawk ground his teeth together as he sent his finger deep into her spread slit. She moaned as she tipped her hips up for the penetration. His cock demanded he grant Tova her desire but Hawk clamped his control in place and used his finger to fuck her instead. The tight walls of her pussy needed to be relaxed before he fucked her. Only after she had been brought to climax many times would the chaste walls be ready for him. Until then, he would see to her pleasure and keep his cock inside his pants.

  A Hunter never tore his female. It was part of their code of honor, a test of their strength, and Hawk had no intention of failing it.

  “Come for me, Tova.” Leaning forward, he sucked her clit back into his mouth as he sent two fingers into her pussy. He fucked her with his fingers as she bucked against his hand. He helped teach her the rhythm while he groaned around her clit.

  Adding sound vibrations to his finger-fucking made her climax. Tova gasped as her body thrust her clit hard against his mouth. She was torn away from any care except the delight washing over her. There wasn’t a part of her body that didn’t receive a portion of the bliss—it traveled through her nerves to the puckered tips of her nipples and across her belly as her womb contracted. Hawk worked his fingers in and out of her, mimicking the motion she craved from his cock, but as the climax settled into deep ripples of satisfaction, her pussy relaxed and his two fingers were once again not enough to fill her. He pulled his mouth from her clit and thrust his fingers a few final times into her pussy before standing up. His hand stroked slowly over her belly, massaging the muscles before he cupped both her breasts, gently pinching the nipples.

  Hawk leaned over her for a moment as he caught her chin, and his eyes captured hers. Firm determination glittered in his gaze as his hands moved up her arms to clasp her wrists. He pressed her hands against the hard table for a moment as his eyes watched her.

  “There is no returning, Tova. You yielded but I will be happy to prove my ability to master you as many times as you demand it.” He lay across her a long moment before he stood up and she was free. “I would accept your rejection if you did not respond to me.”

  His last words were gentle as looked at her nude body.

  “You would?” Confusion coated her words because she had never once considered that any Hunter held regard for her opinion.

  “Yes.” Hawk’s voice was hard as he reached for her. “If a Hunter cannot bring his female to pleasure, he will release her to be coupled with another male. It is a matter of pride.”

  Hawk lifted her right off the table and placed her on her feet. His lips touched hers in a tender kiss as he pulled her against his body. It wasn’t a hard embrace. His lips teased hers with soft strokes while his fingers gently spread out over her hips. She quivered in his arms because his touch was so gentle. His hard cock pressed against her belly but he made no attempt to penetrate her. He was true to his word. That struck her directly in the heart.

  “Go clean yourself quickly or we will be late for festival dinner.”

  Hawk released her and plucked her robe from the floor before Tova lifted her eyelids. He turned her towards the small bathing room for the employees of her section as she clutched her robe against her bare frame.

  “Festival dinner?”

  “You are a non-convict, Tova. Come to festival with me tonight. Don’t you miss the rights of being an honest female? There is no reason for you to miss out on the entertainments. I will allow you to return to the penal sphere if you wish.”

  Tova turned to consider Hawk. Truly she had not expected such a gift. The command insignia on his arm would allow him to grant her the freedom she had been stripped of by choosing her family.

  Hawk shook his head as he caught her chin and raised her eyes away from the trays. “I will have you, Tova. But you are correct. We are strange unto each other. Festival is a good place to begin to change that. Go dress.”

  She went because she realized it was insane to argue while standing nude in front of him. Words of resistance would be rather comical coming from her mouth as she clutched her robe in front of her nude body.

  Tova grumbled as she buttoned her robe and attempted to bring order to her hair. She pulled the cap she wore during the day off her head and her hair fell in waves around her shoulders. Her reflection startled her with its bright cheeks and swollen lips. The twin points of her nipples clearly shone through her robe as she caught the scent of her pussy. All evidence
for Hawk to use against her but he wouldn’t have to argue the point. She did crave him. It was a hunger that was growing so strong her will bent in its wake. Despite the satisfaction moving though her flesh, her pussy still ached for more. Hawk’s words echoed in her thoughts with their firm promise. She might go home but she would take those words with her.

  But what truly made her move back towards the Hunter waiting for her was the fact that he stood in the other room, a testimony to his promise. Hawk might have fucked her tonight when she asked him to. She wanted to know more about him. Spending time in his company appealed to her because she did trust him and that was by far more enticing than anything she had ever known.

  Maybe it was more than lust. Tova found she wanted to discover just what attraction was.

  Chapter Five

  Hawk took her out of the penal sphere. There was no way to conceal her delight or apprehension. It stunned her to notice how attached she was to the prison. True, she considered her options daily but somehow she had never noticed how fearful she was of being separated from her kin. Her temper stirred as she recognized how pathetic that was. To cling to her sire was ridiculous given his dislike of her gender.

  The night was alive with excitement. Hawk caught her hand and pulled her through the corridor that led them away from the penal sphere. His face lost some of its stern edge as conversation filled the air around them. They moved outside into a huge open field that was filled with festival vendors. The scent of roasting meat touched her nose, making her stomach growl.

  “My thoughts exactly.” Hawk grinned at her before he tugged her hand and headed towards the delightful scent of festival-roasted ritpel.

  An entire carcass of the herd animal was turning over an open fire. Ritpel were often three hundred pounds when harvested for their meat. Unlike the measured portions every citizen received on a daily basis, tonight huge hunks of meat were being dispensed to those who held out their hands for it. They came away with steaming hunks of roasted meat held in towels to protect their hands. Tova licked her bottom lip as the scent of that ritpel filled her nose. The orange flames flickered over the people assembled to celebrate, as a vendor used a long knife to slice off thick pieces for the hungry people who approached.