The Alien's Criminal (Virgin Warriors of Kar'Kal Book 2) by Gemma Voss

Author:Gemma Voss [Voss, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Kiva

She leans back. A smile once again graces her lips. It pleases me to see her panic has passed.

“I thought you didn’t want me to make you come?”

“You need to promise me,” I start. “Are you capable of making a promise in this state of mind?”

“Maybe,” she says, shifting her roaming hands from my back to my front.

“Clothes stay on,” I say. “You will tie me up, and we will both leave our clothes on. And only then will I agree to let you do as you wish.”

“And what if I don’t do what you say?” she asks. “What if I tie you up and then strip us both down so I can ride your cock until I—”

“Maxine,” I hiss. I clap my hand over her filthy mouth. “You’ll drive me to insanity!”

From the way her eyes start dancing with laughter, I can tell she is grinning behind my hand.

“This is what I will do if you disobey,” I say. “I can use verbal commands to contact my team on my wrist-comm. If you don’t follow my rule, I will call them for help, and then you will be very disappointed to be spending the rest of the evening with Mori, Vala, and Pakka keeping watch.”

Her laughing eyes turn to a glare, and she spouts some muffled complaints.

“Do you agree?” I remove my hand from her mouth.

“I guess,” she sighs. “I’m glad you’re staying. Thank you, by the way. For staying.”

I let out a breath of relief. Maybe, just maybe, we can make it through this night without disaster.

“How am I supposed to tie you up?” she asks.

After some back and forth and more attempts on her part to stick her greedy hands down my pants, she finally remembers that she has a pair of stretchy ropes called ‘bungee cord.’ She leads me to the stair banister, and I quickly shake my head.

“I could rip this off easily,” I say.

“Well, I don’t have a sex dungeon!” she huffs.

I don’t know what that means, but I’m certainly perplexed by the concept. I’ll have to research it at a later time.

We browse around the house, looking for something sturdy to bind me to. We have to stop for a panicked moment when Max remembers the cookies she put into the oven before this all began. They come out looking like blackened mounds, and they smell unappetizing. We end up laughing about it, and in the middle of our fit of hysterics, she once again tries to throw me down on the kitchen floor and grind on top of me.

My resolve is stretching thin.

I direct her back to our agreement with the very last of my willpower, and we continue our search until I indicate a decent option. There is a support beam in her lower level that holds up the area above where the bedrooms are located. When I push against it, I feel confident in its stability. It must be sunken into the concrete foundation below the dwelling.

“Here.” I sit down in front of the beam.

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