More Than Chains To Bind by Stevie Woods Page B

and pliant covering his beautiful body. I traced his well-defined muscles and watched as his corded tendons flexed, arching against my caresses.
    Liander looked back at me over his shoulder, gave a small half-smile before stepping away from me. Never breaking eye contact, he walked over to a large iven tree, reaching out to lean his hands on the thick bark. After a last look at me, he dropped his head between his outstretched arms. Oh Creation, what a perfect invitation.
    I moved in behind him and kissed him below the ear before I murmured, "I adore you." I kissed the nape of his neck, and Liander moaned. I slipped one hand around to tease an erect nipple before releasing it to brush my hand across his abdomen, then taking hold of his waist. I dropped my other hand lower into his cleft, feeling for his opening, sliding a finger inside and getting him ready for me. I slipped in a second finger, sought out his prostate and grinned when he bucked.
    "Bastard," he whimpered.
    "Yes, but you still want me, don't you?" I teased as I nudged his entrance with my engorged cock.
    "Oh yes. Don't tease, Hollis, please."
    Holding his hips, I pushed in, waited for him to adjust and then slid in the rest of the way. The rain was still falling, dripping down onto us through the thick canopy of the Iven tree. I watched as the water ran down his spine and I leaned in to lick it off his back reveling in the special taste of his velvety skin. Suddenly his muscles gripped me, and I groaned at the sensation.
    I got the hint and pulled out, only to slam back inside him. He lifted his hips a little and panted out, "More, harder, Hollis. I want to feel you pound into my heart."
    Oh Creation, but I loved this man; had never felt like this with anyone before. I did as he asked, set up a hard, fast rhythm and pounded into him. I felt his body shuddering as I hit his sweet spot, pulling out and thrusting in again and again until I was pouring all my love into him as my orgasm ripped through me.
    Awakening with a moan as I climaxed over my own stomach, I almost cried out with frustration because once again it had only been a fantasy. As wonderful as it had been, it left me feeling empty.
    I wanted him so badly, yet each day he seemed to be drifting farther away from me as the auction approached and I had no idea how we could escape. We were just too well guarded. Even if we weren't chained to other people, we were locked in separate halls. We were guarded inside the halls and the arena outside was patrolled at night. I was doing my best to appear hopeful, but Liander knew me too well and I was fully aware he could see right through my bravado.
    "Hollis?" Ledo said quietly.
    "Yeah, I'm awake," I muttered.
    He never said anything, but I'm pretty sure Ledo knows about my feelings for Liander. I surreptitiously wiped my blanket over my stomach. I slept naked as the evidence of my nocturnal fantasies made my clothes uncomfortable. We weren't allowed to bathe again in the morning; as soon as they woke us, they gave us a few minutes to relieve ourselves and get dressed before it was straight to breakfast and then out into the arena.
    "Hollis?" he called again.
    "What?" I said wearily, turning over to face him.
    "It won't be long until the auction now. I...I'm afraid of what'll happen."
    I sighed. "I know, Ledo. I'm afraid, too."
    "You?" he asked.
    I laughed. "Oh yeah, me. I'm afraid for Lian, for me, for you, my friend. I hate not having any control. I hate these damn chains and I hate the fucking guards!"
    "Hush, Hollis! They'll hear you."
    "And I despise Cor'lyn," I added in a gruff whisper.
    He reached out a hand and gave my arm a quick squeeze. "Come on and let's get dressed. It's time."

 
Chapter 9
     
    I dropped my empty plate and utensils in the container in the corner of the hall as the guard began to unlock the gate. I turned to follow the others outside into the arena with Fortil right behind me. He hadn't said a word to me this morning, for which I was