Possessing Providence(15)
Zelron growled low “You will not need those.” He stepped forward and snatched the container.
Semen. Reality crashed in. She would have to touch Zelron’s… she glanced down at his crotch, noticing the large bulge for the first time. How the hell did she miss that? She was too frikken wrapped up in having her freedom taken away, that’s how.
Prov’s head spun. How would she? She would have to touch… she had never touched a… oh, god. Where did all the air go? Her head spun and she felt faint.
“Breathe, Providence, you are shading red again.” Zelron leaned down, stroking his hand down her arm, and she took in slower breaths. He encircled his strong arm around her waist, holding her against his side.
“We will do this, but you must give us privacy—not here in this cell. Have you no respect for your own kind?”
“If we did, do you think we would have put her in there with you? But as she’s making you so placid, I suppose moving you will do no harm. What do you say, Forrester?”
“I guess the new couple could have a honeymoon suite, as long as they continue to co-operate. After all, we want them to be comfortable for the next stage of our plans.”
Next stage? “Have you two no conscience at all?” she blurted out.
Zelron gave her waist a squeeze, as if to hush her. She tried yanking from his grasp, glaring up at him, but he held her fast. She stilled her struggles.
“But of course, considering you’re now getting royal treatment. Ask your new boyfriend exactly what we could be doing to you, rather than being as nice as we are now.”
Zelron shook his head. “Is not good. I will obey for her.”
Everything was so wrong. Zelron was making compromises now, instead of fighting, because of her, but what could she do? She felt like a mouse caught in a trap.
“Fine, I agree with Zelron. You will get what you want, but can we have privacy, please.”
Martin and Forrester both nodded. “Jake and Malvin will move you to the A-Block cells. Call out when the samples are ready and they’ll collect the specimen. Oh, and remember, any hint of rebellion will be cause for punishment.”
“We understand.” Zelron spoke before she could open her mouth and tell them exactly where they could shove their punishment. He shook his head at her. Guessing he knew their captors a hell of a lot better than her, she decided to trust his judgment.
Chapter 6
The door closed and Prov heard the locks click into place. They made Zelron carry her, her heart thumping, all the way up the stairs and through the corridors. The guard made it clear, if he set her down or tried anything they would shock her with the high voltage cattle prod.
She couldn’t decipher the look in Zelron’s dark gaze. Guilt and her nerves made the breakfast in her stomach settle like a lead weight.
Maybe, she could turn her back while he…uh, masturbated into the container. She didn’t really need to be a part of it, but the thought of seeing him totally naked, and seeing his cock warmed her lower belly and made her clit pulse.
Damn it, why can’t I bring my hormones under control? It was not like this was the best place to explore her long suppressed sexually. The way he touched her at breakfast, and the evening before, felt wonderful. The things he said about claiming her made her shake with nerves. He couldn’t really mean those things, after all. I was the first woman he saw in, what did the doc say? Nine months? Or maybe even longer.
She sighed and glanced around. The room was vastly different to the harshness of the cell. It contained one double bed, fixed to the wall, one pillow, a sheet and blanket. A white moulded plastic chair and table stood on the other side. At the far end of the room, separated by a head-high, painted wall, was a shower and toilet.
“You can put me down now. I’m too heavy.”
Zelron snorted. “Light as a star beam. Little, round and soft. You feel good in my arms, Providence. Heavy you are not.”
She smiled as he sounded a lot like Yoda from Star Wars. “Well, you do have big muscles and are very strong.”
“Must stay strong to protect my little, human female.” He suddenly nuzzled in at her throat. Her eyes widened at the rush of sensation shooting through her body, making her toes curl.
He breathed in deep at the crook of her neck. The rush of his hot exhalation sent a rush of Goosebumps over her skin.
“Smell good.”
Her mouth went dry as he raised his head and she met his dark gaze, blazing with a whole different kind of fire.
Desire and fear shot through her as he lowered her to the bed, laying her out and tugging away the blanket.
She squeaked when he tossed it aside, his gaze running heatedly over her body. “I need to have you, little one, you know this. I know you see this.”