Free Chosen by the Governor by Jaye Peaches Page B

that he saw the tears streaking down her cheeks. He brushed them away with the tips of his thumbs. “Brave girl.”
    With the punishment over, he wanted to move on. No more holding back. He combed his fingers through the loose strands of her hair, coiling them into a ponytail and tilted her head back. He pressed his mouth against her breathless one and kissed it hard. She moaned and closed her eyes, releasing more tears as she squeezed the lids down tightly.
    She clawed at his shirt with her fingertips. With her back arched, she fitted her body against his and when her belly touched his waist, she felt the presence of his erection and recoiled, disengaging her lips from his.
    “Yes,” he said. “You’ve made me so hard.” Painful, too. His cock ached for the freedom to move. The bulge had pushed against his pants, tenting them.
    “Yes,” she agreed and without a pause, she added, “Yes, I want it.”
    Her eagerness surprised him. He expected he would have to labor the request with kisses and caresses. Even with the consent, she had to understand what it meant to be fucked by a Vendu. “I have to be sure you can do this, Freya. Vendu men are demanding. Our cocks stay hard.”
    “Good,” she smiled. She lowered her hand and touched the ridge he’d created. She rubbed her palm slowly along the outline of his rod. He sucked in a breath. The sensation was more than delightful.
    He snatched her wrist and held it away. “It stays hard until I’m spent. Typically, I come two or three times before I’m fully spent.”
    Those blazing eyes widened and her cheeks flushed bright pink. “Seriously? You get off several times before it…” She drooped the forefinger of her other hand.
    Marco laughed. He was really starting to enjoy her humor. “Yes. It does exactly that. But, don’t joke about it, Freya. I intend to fuck you long and hard, and I mean to take all of you. I have to. I can’t hold back from enjoying all you have to offer.”
    The smile wasn’t on her face any longer; she’d replaced it with a serious expression. He tipped her chin up and studied her face, the small things he’d come to notice so quickly—the long lashes of her eyes, which were now dry, and the high cheekbones where the tears had landed. “I so want to fuck you, ever since I made you come. You’ve done something to me, Earthling. Don’t deny it, you feel the same.” He pointed to her leg.
    She wouldn’t need to look; she’d feel it on her skin: the long trail of pussy sap making its way down her inner thigh. She had gotten very wet throughout her spanking and even the edge of the strap had failed to deter her lust.
    “I… I didn’t intend…” she stuttered.
    “Don’t feel ashamed.” He ran his hand down her back. Caresses were necessary to soothe her. He enjoyed the proximity of her bare skin and he savored her scent with a long inhale through his nostrils. He smelt a divine fragrance, which made his cock twitch. “Say yes. Say ‘take me.’ Please. I have to feel my cock fill your pussy.” He lowered his lips again, resuming the firm kisses before trailing them down her neck and capturing a nipple between his lips. He sucked the bud into his mouth, then nipped it with his teeth.
    She pushed him away. The abruptness stunned him. What had gone wrong? However, her eyes showed no alarm; instead he detected a mischief in them. She reached forward and picked at his pants, loosening the fastening. His erection sprang free, ready to engorge fully.
    “Oh. My. God,” she said quietly, almost to herself.
    As usual when so sparked with lust, the head of his cock was pressing against his navel. He grasped the shaft in his hand and held it. The pulse of blood coursing through it thumped against his palm. “Kneel on the floor and take it in your mouth. If you do, I shall know you mean yes. From then on, you’ll be mine and I shall fuck you for however long I desire and how I like.”
    She sank to her knees, saving him the agony of