stilled. With what felt like a one last kiss, he slowly turned his head and, to Nyree’s horror, he buried his nose against her sex. Her eyes snapped open.
Nuzzling his face into her panties, Rohm breathed in deep and she tunneled her hands into his hair, trying to pull him away. Instead, he growled with his lips pressed against her and she nearly came as her back arched, her fingers releasing their hold on him to slam against the concrete floor at her sides.
“Rohm!” she breathed. Her plan was to talk him out of his inspection, but all thought fled when the crotch of her panties was nosed aside and that same hot tongue that had tended her wounds licked through her wet folds, slow and deep.
She gave up on trying to control her breathing and holding back the feminine moans that escaped her parted lips. Instead, she tried to focus on stopping herself from having an orgasm. Her voice, when she was able to speak, came out impossible breathy. “You should...” Keep doing that, her body screamed. No! I’ve gotta make him stop!
His tongue began pumping in and out of her, fucking her, and she lost all thought as her hands found his hair again, this time to hold on. One strong hand gripped her uninjured thigh, spreading her farther before she felt fingers curl around the crotch of her panties and pull them further aside.
His tongue licked through her lips and up to her clit where it flattened, stroking back and forth. It was too much!
“Oh God! ROHM!” Nyree gasped, as she threw her head back, and had the most intense orgasm of her life.
Rohm’s tongue left her clit and returned to her sopping pussy to lap at her cream, a rumble vibrating on his lips like a giant purr.
“Finish it!”
The voice hit them like ice water. Rohm jerked back, crawling over a sprawled Nyree, caging her under his body as he snarled at the intruder. Beneath him, Nyree struggled to right her panties and gown before her head snapped up and she was humiliated to find Chambers and his guard watching them.
How long have they been here! She felt her cheeks flame and her eyes flood in humiliation.
“I said finish it,” Chambers ordered. “Seed the female.”
“She is injured!” Rohm’s voice sounded so animalistic that Nyree pulled her eyes from the freaks standing outside the cage to stare at the Keeper hovering over her. His typically clear eyes were nearly black.
“Your tongue heals her.”
“You cut too deep,” Rohm snarled. “She needs time.”
“How long?”
“I’ll need to lick her again.”
Nyree shuddered at the prospect. She couldn’t do this again.
“How. Long?”
“Two days,” Rohm snapped.
“You have one,” Chambers countered, as he turned and headed for the door. “You seed her tomorrow, or she dies.”
Rohm roared at the closing door.
Alone and still pinned under Rohm, Nyree tried to inch out from under him, but his hands on her hips stilled her.
“Are you okay?”
“Fine.” She turned her head, so she wouldn’t have to look him in the eye. Silence reigned for several moments with Rohm’s hands still on her hips before Nyree asked, “Can you let me up?”
He released her and she felt cold air hit her when his body eased back from her own.
“Nyree,” Rohm began, but she cut him off.
“Please don’t.” She started pacing the cell. “Not right now, Rohm. Please just…don’t.” And she kept pacing. For hours she walked the length of the cage hoping they’d be rescued, hoping they’d be fed, hoping they’d get water. Mostly, she wanted Rohm to stop staring at her. For as long as she paced, he sat with his back pressed into the bars, his forearms resting on his upraisd knees as he watched her. She swore his eyes didn’t leave her once and it was unsettling. Neither of them spoke and finally, mercifully, the lights in the basement extinguished with an audible ‘thunk’.
Chapter 11
Slowly lowering to her knees,
Nuzzling his face into her panties, Rohm breathed in deep and she tunneled her hands into his hair, trying to pull him away. Instead, he growled with his lips pressed against her and she nearly came as her back arched, her fingers releasing their hold on him to slam against the concrete floor at her sides.
“Rohm!” she breathed. Her plan was to talk him out of his inspection, but all thought fled when the crotch of her panties was nosed aside and that same hot tongue that had tended her wounds licked through her wet folds, slow and deep.
She gave up on trying to control her breathing and holding back the feminine moans that escaped her parted lips. Instead, she tried to focus on stopping herself from having an orgasm. Her voice, when she was able to speak, came out impossible breathy. “You should...” Keep doing that, her body screamed. No! I’ve gotta make him stop!
His tongue began pumping in and out of her, fucking her, and she lost all thought as her hands found his hair again, this time to hold on. One strong hand gripped her uninjured thigh, spreading her farther before she felt fingers curl around the crotch of her panties and pull them further aside.
His tongue licked through her lips and up to her clit where it flattened, stroking back and forth. It was too much!
“Oh God! ROHM!” Nyree gasped, as she threw her head back, and had the most intense orgasm of her life.
Rohm’s tongue left her clit and returned to her sopping pussy to lap at her cream, a rumble vibrating on his lips like a giant purr.
“Finish it!”
The voice hit them like ice water. Rohm jerked back, crawling over a sprawled Nyree, caging her under his body as he snarled at the intruder. Beneath him, Nyree struggled to right her panties and gown before her head snapped up and she was humiliated to find Chambers and his guard watching them.
How long have they been here! She felt her cheeks flame and her eyes flood in humiliation.
“I said finish it,” Chambers ordered. “Seed the female.”
“She is injured!” Rohm’s voice sounded so animalistic that Nyree pulled her eyes from the freaks standing outside the cage to stare at the Keeper hovering over her. His typically clear eyes were nearly black.
“Your tongue heals her.”
“You cut too deep,” Rohm snarled. “She needs time.”
“How long?”
“I’ll need to lick her again.”
Nyree shuddered at the prospect. She couldn’t do this again.
“How. Long?”
“Two days,” Rohm snapped.
“You have one,” Chambers countered, as he turned and headed for the door. “You seed her tomorrow, or she dies.”
Rohm roared at the closing door.
Alone and still pinned under Rohm, Nyree tried to inch out from under him, but his hands on her hips stilled her.
“Are you okay?”
“Fine.” She turned her head, so she wouldn’t have to look him in the eye. Silence reigned for several moments with Rohm’s hands still on her hips before Nyree asked, “Can you let me up?”
He released her and she felt cold air hit her when his body eased back from her own.
“Nyree,” Rohm began, but she cut him off.
“Please don’t.” She started pacing the cell. “Not right now, Rohm. Please just…don’t.” And she kept pacing. For hours she walked the length of the cage hoping they’d be rescued, hoping they’d be fed, hoping they’d get water. Mostly, she wanted Rohm to stop staring at her. For as long as she paced, he sat with his back pressed into the bars, his forearms resting on his upraisd knees as he watched her. She swore his eyes didn’t leave her once and it was unsettling. Neither of them spoke and finally, mercifully, the lights in the basement extinguished with an audible ‘thunk’.
Chapter 11
Slowly lowering to her knees,
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