Enticed! Part 9

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She smiled at Brodie. "Of course. I never do anything that's not 'nice'." She winked at Jana.s.si and took another drink.

The other four n.o.blemen were all younger than Duncan and Tanek. They were grinning like schoolboys, as though they couldn't believe their luck. She sat up, smiling sensually at them. "So, who are these lovely young men?" she purred, feeling extremely s.e.xy and ready for anything. She stood up and wriggled out of her dress.

Everyone watched that with interest.

"I'm Case," a tall, dark haired young man said, "And this is Nav, Shen and Tal."

Jocelyn approached Case and he watched her with a sly grin. "h.e.l.lo Case. I'm right in a.s.suming you're all pages?"



Case nodded, drawing in his breath as she got close to him. "May I say, my lady, those are the nicest t.i.ts I've seen."

Jocelyn giggled, appreciating the young man's murmur of admiration. She stepped up to him, brus.h.i.+ng her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his chest as she kissed him. His hands closed around them immediately and he began to ma.s.sage her. She moaned softly as he began kissing her aggressively. Nav, a blonde, moved around behind her, kissing her neck and shoulder, unfastening his pants and bringing out his already hard c.o.c.k, which he positioned at her a.s.s and began to push it in without preamble. Jocelyn moaned much louder and Case moved to kiss and suck her t.i.ts.

"d.a.m.n," Brodie muttered to Tanek, "d.a.m.n. This is f.u.c.king great." He took a long drink of his beer.

"You got that right," Tanek said, "You filming this all?"

"Of course," Brodie said, almost offended. "Did you think I wouldn't, especially that?" He pointed at Jocelyn, Case and Nav.

Tanek chuckled, considering. "Maybe I ought to show back at the ball, just for appearances and all that?"

Case was pus.h.i.+ng his c.o.c.k into Jocelyn's p.u.s.s.y now, as Nav f.u.c.ked her a.s.s and Jocelyn groaned as she balanced herself between them. Brodie licked his lips as he watched them. "Uh, yeah, sure. Good idea."

Tanek smirked. "You should too, in a while, you know."

Case and Nav came quickly as Jocelyn screamed, coming herself. The three of them slumped into a nearby loveseat.

Shen stepped up to her then and plunged himself deep between her open legs, pumping into her without a word. Jocelyn groaned, squirming, thrusting against him as Case and Nav bent to suck and play with her t.i.ts.

Brodie drained his gla.s.s.

Tanek laughed as he looked at Hale, Duncan, Adar and Barak, who were all watching Jocelyn with extreme interest. He got up and headed out of the villa, back towards the Citadel ballroom.

THE STATE BALL Part III Tanek Jana.s.si walked back into the ballroom, still smoking his cigar thoughtfully and looking around. He picked up a gla.s.s of Cardei as he pa.s.sed the bar and made a point of making himself visible for a few minutes.

The Director, Asher VonTesmar and his third wife, Regina, were on a circular sectional sofa that filled a large alcove near the bay windows in the front of the ballroom. He obviously wasn't concerned about propriety as he nuzzled the young woman's ample cleavage and groped under her gown.

Regina, a very pretty black haired girl, was squirming under him, tugging at the top of her gown to keep it from revealing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

Darion Tarrant, Asher's head of security, stood nearby, talking to some other high-ranking Directorate officers, his arm around a pretty, curvaceous blonde in a lavender dress. He noticed the wide silver choker around her neck, attached to a slender silver chain that vanished between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He smirked a bit and took a drag off his cigar.

As he neared the wide corridor leading to the banquet hall, he saw Alena Varian, Asher's niece and Admiral Dahren Trask, Headmaster of the Academy. They seemed to be involved in an animated discussion, which seemed to be annoying the Admiral. Alena looked completely unruffled as she smiled in the face of Dahren's rising irritation. With a growl, Dahren turned and stalked away from her, into the banquet hall. Alena laughed softly to herself as she watched him go.

"a.s.shole," she muttered after him, glancing at Tanek.

Tanek chuckled. "What was that about?"

"He wanted to 'show' me the Blue Room," Alena said with a smirk. "I said, no. Not right now. He got annoyed and tried to order me." She took a drink of the wine she held. "I reminded him that even though he outranks me, we're not on duty. He seems to be under the impression that I'll f.u.c.k him any time he wants me to now."

Tanek chuckled softly. "So is that why you said no?"

"Primarily," she took another drink. "It's certainly not because I'm not in the mood."

Tanek looked at her a long moment.

Hair the color of claret and large, sparkling emerald eyes, Alena Varian was easily the most attractive woman he knew. They'd gone to Academy together and he had always been quite interested in her. She was tall, nearly as tall as he was but not thin like most tall women he'd met. Alena was quite rounded and voluptuous, her figure filling out the dark burgundy gown she wore in a very provocative way, even though it wasn't nearly as revealing as Jocelyn's low cut, clinging aqua waterfall of a gown. Alena's looked as though it was silk, which, he realized, it probably was. The fabric clung to her curves, the bodice long sleeved, with a simple round collar, trimmed in silver, laced up the front with silver laces, to enhance the swell of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. It cascaded in s.h.i.+mmering waves from her hips to the floor. It rustled softly when she moved.

"Is that an invitation, Alena?" he purred.

She took a drink of her wine. "I don't like you, Jana.s.si."

He stepped close to her as he pa.s.sed her by. "You will when I'm finished with you." He continued walking towards the banquet hall, ignoring any reaction she might have had to his words.

Dahren Trask was standing by the bar, a wine gla.s.s in his hand, looking extremely put out.

"Turn you down?" Tanek asked. Trask turned and gave him an imperious look. Tanek coughed a bit, "Uh, sir."

"That's better," Trask grumbled. "And yes, she did. Don't know why, she's hot tonight, it's very clear. Just not for me, it seems."

"Hm," Tanek said thoughtfully. "What would you say if I told you Margrave Brodie has got Jocelyn VonTesmar at his villa and she's f.u.c.king her way through the Directorate Ministry as we speak?"

Trask sipped his wine and looked at Tanek coolly. "I'd say you were full of it."

Tanek grinned, puffed on his cigar and sent Trask a few telepathic pictures of what was going on at Brodie's.

Trask's eyes widened.

"Want in on her, Admiral? Especially since Alena's being a b.i.t.c.h?"

Dahren Trask grinned. "h.e.l.l yes."

"I'll let Brodie know you're a" ahem a" coming," Tanek said as Admiral Trask made his way to the exit. Tanek put out his cigar in an ashtray and set his gla.s.s down on the bar. Then he headed back towards the corridor, to find Alena. * * * *

She wasn't there but Tanek hadn't really expected her to hang around. He cast about lightly with his psionics, locating her unique psychic signature in one of the antechambers nearby. Annoyed that she'd found someone else already, Tanek headed off in her direction.

Several smaller hallways lead off from the central area, to the antechambers, which were private sitting rooms designed for quiet talks, brandy and cigars or small meetings. They were, of course, primarily used for s.e.xual a.s.signations during formal events like the State Ball.

Tanek knew them well. He quickly made his way through the labyrinth of corridors to the 'Sardonyx Room'. Stepping silently through the dark wood paneled door, he paused in the dim alcove that provided the entrance way and gazed into the room.

Several people were in here, the light was ruddy and low, provided only by rust colored sconces in the top corners of the room. He could see two men and three women. A gorgeous redhead was bent over the solid rusty brown sardonyx conference table, her hands bound behind her back by what looked like the sleeves of her emerald green gown. The gown was shoved up over her ample hips and down around her waist, baring her soft, round b.r.e.a.s.t.s and smooth a.s.s to the large dark haired man who was reaming her from behind, one hand on the center of her back, pressing her down into the table, the other on her hip, holding her in place as he f.u.c.ked her. She moaned with each thrust, her body shuddering as she squirmed under him.

The second woman was also bound by sc.r.a.ps torn from her sapphire gown, on her knees in front of a younger man with lighter hair, clad in the charcoal grey of the non commissioned ranks. He had his hands wound in her bright blonde hair as she sucked his c.o.c.k, groaning with pleasure as she did so. The third woman, her dark hair falling over her bare shoulders, was on her hands and knees behind the blonde, her face in the blond woman's p.u.s.s.y, licking and sucking her as she moaned. Her hand was in her own p.u.s.s.y, plunging in and out hard and fast.

Tanek groaned softly, watching. He was getting hard and he wondered if the dark haired woman was Alena. He looked at her. No, he didn't think her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were large enough.

He heard a soft gasp very close by.

Looking, he saw Alena.

She was hidden in the shadows near the alcove he stood in, watching this scene as well, from behind a large figurine. She was leaning heavily on the wall, peeking out between the figurine's crooked elbow and the paneling. One hand was inside her bodice, ma.s.saging her breast, and the other was pressing against the front of her gown, rubbing between her legs. Tanek grinned evilly and stepped over to her, his movement silent on the carpeted floor. Coming up behind her, he leaned down and began nuzzling her neck, at the same time, wrapping his arms around her waist. She stiffened immediately but made no noise.

Tanek sucked on her earlobe, then whispered, "Come with me."

Alena let him pull her back, through the door, silently, and into the hallway outside. The door closed and he pushed her up against the wall, kissing her. She moaned and kissed him back, at the same time pus.h.i.+ng at him as though she wanted him to let her go.

He grabbed her hands and held them at her sides. 'Am I going to have to tie you up, like those women in there?' he 'pathed at her sharply.

His tongue plunged in and out of her mouth aggressively and she kissed him back with equal hostility. Her mental silence made him chuckle even as he pillaged her mouth with his. 'I think you want me to.'

Groaning, Alena yanked her mouth away from his. "That's the only way you'll f.u.c.k me, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d," she growled.

Tanek grinned. "Excellent. I enjoy a challenge."

He yanked her to him and dragging her along, shoved her through the doorway to the nearest room. The door slammed behind them.

Alena tore herself away from him and backed up. She glared at him as he stood there, arrogantly casual, sizing her up.

Alena was not a weakling, by any means. She certainly wasn't going to let anyone take advantage of her if she didn't want them to.

She sized Tanek up at the same time. He was much better looking than Darion Tarrant and even though she didn't like him, she'd f.u.c.ked him for fun. Tanek was her age, arrogant, n.o.ble and full of himself. But he was athletic, virile and very s.e.xy. Arrogance turned her on big time, which was why she had f.u.c.ked Tarrant and Philo Brodie and several other b.a.s.t.a.r.ds on the council. Tanek was grinning at her, just aching to get his hands on her. She knew what he wanted and how he wanted it.

In order for her to have the most fun with him, she was going to have to let him take her. She smiled to herself.

Good, she wanted a workout.

"I don't think you can handle me, Jana.s.si," she said in a deliberately mocking voice.

Tanek's eyes narrowed just a bit. "Are you challenging me?" he said evenly.

He wasn't sure if she was taunting him or if she really did want to fight rather than f.u.c.k. Her skill with a sword was legendary and he'd heard she was also very good in hand to hand combat. She wouldn't let him take her if she didn't want him to. However, he wasn't going to let some girl beat him in a fight. Even if she was good. He was just as good as she was with a sword and he didn't mind a struggle. It would be more fun to rip that dress off her, anyway.

Alena grinned at his hesitation. "Yes."

Tanek snorted and came closer to her. He reached out and ran a finger over the exposed skin above the neckline of her gown. He felt her s.h.i.+ver and looked into her face. She was slightly flushed and her breathing was quickening. Her emerald eyes were glittering and dark with what could only be repressed l.u.s.t. He could smell the unmistakable musky scent of female excitement mixed with the opiate of her spicy perfume and the warmth of her hair and skin. She wanted him, it was clear.

"You like it rough, Alena?" he purred, running his hands over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and down to her waist. She looked at him with a thin, mocking smile on her full, dark red lips.

"I doubt you can come close to what I like, Jana.s.si," she said derisively.

Tanek's eyes narrowed. He grabbed her by the chin and slammed his mouth down on hers, kissing her severely. She gasped and shoved him away from her. He snarled and grabbed her, throwing her down on the parlor's couch, coming down on top of her. She growled, connecting her palm with the side of his face. They struggled together as he tore at the top of her gown and she brought her knee up between his legs, solidly but at the same time careful not to cause any lasting hurt.

He grunted, snarling, coming down on her mouth again, pressing his hands into her forearms, pinning her to the sofa.

Alena moaned, struggling, arcing her back, pressing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his chest, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as he kissed her possessively. Parting her legs forcefully with his knee, he slid between them and began grinding his hips against hers. She responded by thrusting against him, moaning.

He moved a hand from her arm to her breast and, pulling down the silk that barely covered it, cupped it in his hand and began to squeeze it, pulling and twisting her nipple. She gasped, which then turned into a deep, lasting groan of intense pleasure, writhing under him. With a wicked grin, he left her lips and took her stiffened, erect nipple into his mouth, sucking it, then nipping it sharply. Alena cried out, arching her back even more, pus.h.i.+ng her breast into his mouth. He laughed deeply, the sound vibrating against her skin. Yanking down the rest of her bodice, exposing her second full, round breast, Tanek moved to that one, nipping and sucking her nipples and the tender skin around them, twisting and teasing the nipple he wasn't biting and relis.h.i.+ng the sounds that he was able to get Alena to make. She seemed to have forgotten about fighting with him entirely, as she squirmed and undulated beneath him.

"Mmmm..." Alena breathed, her voice low and breathy, "Yes ... oh yes ... suck my t.i.ts, Tanek..."

He tweaked a nipple, hard. She gasped sharply.

"Yes!" she gasped, "Again!"

Tanek grinned, twisting it very hard. She cried out.

He lifted his head and watched her a moment. She was shuddering a bit as she slumped into the sofa. Her large eyes were dark. Admiring her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, which were nicely big but not overly so, her large, rosy nipples an angry red from his abuse and sucking of them, Tanek smiled wickedly. She blinked at him, breathing hard.

"So, you like it when I hurt you, do you?"

Alena drew in her breath and nodded.

He got up then. She could see how aroused he was. Her knee to the b.a.l.l.s hadn't hurt him at all, apparently. She watched him, curious to see what he would do next. Her nipples still tingled where he'd bitten and twisted them. She was edgy, anxious, and tense with s.e.xual energy that had yet to be released. She sat up slightly, lounging in a deliberately seductive way on the sofa.

"You need to be f.u.c.ked, don't you, Alena?"

Alena smiled. "Yes, I do," she said, "and I've decided, since no one else is available, I'll have to settle for you."

He snorted. "Oh is that right? 'Settle' is it?"

His eyes narrowed.

Leaning over, he grabbed a handful of her dress and tore it from her body. She gasped in stunned surprise and he grabbed her, yanking her up from the sofa.

"You've been toying with me all night, Alena," he growled as he threw her across the back of a chair, tearing away the thin black panties she was wearing. "No one 'settles' for Tanek Jana.s.si!"

He buried his left hand in her dark wine-black hair, tightening his fingers to her groan of pain and pleasure and yanking her head back.

"Not evena"" he unfastened the front of his pants, freeing his thick, iron-hard erection, "Alena Varian!"

Ramming his c.o.c.k into her very wet and tender p.u.s.s.y, Tanek grunted with satisfaction as he seated himself deep inside her and she moaned loudly.

"Like that, b.i.t.c.h?" he growled in her ear, leaning close as he pulled her head back.

She hissed at him as he did, so he nipped her earlobe.

He pulled back and then rammed deep into her again, feeling her body squeezing him as she groaned again.

"You're nice and tight. You feel better than Jocelyn, and that's saying something."

Alena groaned again as he pulled back and then hilted himself in her a third time. "You're a b.a.s.t.a.r.d, Jana.s.si," she managed.

"I know."

He drew himself back, then slammed into her, harder than before and began pumping her, solid, hard but not too fast.

Alena groaned loudly, pus.h.i.+ng against him, driving him deep, and sending shooting bolts of electricity through her with each penetrating thrust. Her body shook, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bouncing, Tanek's hand yanking on her hair, his other on her hip, fingers digging into her flesh.

She pushed a hand under her hip, down between her legs, her fingers finding her swollen c.l.i.t and wet p.u.s.s.y. She rubbed her flesh, exploring, rolling her c.l.i.t between her fingers.

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