Page 278 of Gladiators of the Vagabond Boxset

Arianna

I felt far too exposed after that talk with Da’vi.

I felt a little crazy inside, actually. Why was everything he said—everything he did—so addictive?

So nice. He was supposed to be the stoic, grumpy guy who just did the right thing, not this complete sweetheart who understood me.

Soon he’d figure out what kind of negative thought spirals went on in my head, what a fraud I was. Then what?

At least he wasn’t the talkative kind, and we fell into a silence, the type I normally filled, unable to be with my own thoughts too long.

It was rapidly cooling inside the small shuttle, since he’d turned off the heating along with the lights.

It was the perfect excuse for cuddles; I was only too happy to remain in his lap, curled up against his chest.

“Why don’t you try to sleep, Arianna? It’s been a busy time.

I’m sure you’re tired,” he said, but I heard the amusement in his voice.

He was remembering our little bit of fun in the tent last night, he thought he’d exhausted me.

That made me laugh, pulling me out of my head; a single round of sex wasn’t enough to put me out of commission. I’d show him.

Moving only my hands, I slid them along his neck and down his spine, making sure to curl my fingers so I could press the tips into his firm muscles.

“Oh, I’m not that tired, big guy,” I purred near his ear.

It was mostly hidden beneath his mane of black and purple hair, the tops of his ears tucked beneath the dark gray bandana he used to tie it all out of his face.

Sliding a finger beneath the fabric, I followed the curve of his ear shell and was delighted to discover a slightly pointed tip.

“Not tired? What about cold?” he asked, chuckling when I spread my legs to snugly straddle his. He was letting me lead for now, but I knew that wouldn’t last, Da’vi didn’t like to surrender control. “Should I help you warm up?”

I didn’t answer in words, but I pulled the tab on his coveralls open, sliding my hands beneath the thick fabric. “Oh yeah, you definitely need to warm me up,” I agreed. “I’ve heard sharing body heat is the best way.” I had tasted his cock, and now I needed to feel it.

Sex was usually easy and uncomplicated for me.

I wanted to reduce things between us to the physical for a while—maybe I’d feel more like myself afterward.

Not that it had worked that way last night, but it sure would be glorious to try.

I vehemently shushed any negative thoughts that threatened to spiral through my brain and focused on touching.

Running my hands over the warm skin beneath his clothing, tasting the hollow at the base of his neck, I savored the pleasant flavor of him on my tongue, the heat of his cock beneath my ass as he hardened.

I loved this moment, this part where we were just on the brink of real passion, the calm before the storm.

Then I nibbled on his earlobe, and he shivered, groaning loudly.

I knew I’d broken his resolve; he spun us until I was spread out on the floor beneath him.

His hands worked to free me from my clothing.

I helped—or hindered—as much as I could, dragging at his clothes, trying to kick off my new boots.

His mouth claimed mine, devouring me, his tongue mastering my own.

It was a precursor of what was to come, and each stroke of his agile tongue against mine made my abdominal muscles clench and twitch.

Tail circling my wrists, he had them tightly pinned against my chest between us, pushing up my breasts for him to explore.

Pressing my legs open with his knees, he made a place for himself between them. Yes, was he just going to take me? I was already so wet I was pretty sure I could take him, even if he was big. Curling my hips, I eagerly pressed my mons against his cock, grinding him against my clit.

He laughed. “So eager, my Sunshine. Such a naughty girl. Want me to fuck you? Fill you with my cock? That what you want?” His sexy demands made goosebumps break out over my skin, my empty passage clenching around nothing.

I knew he was going to make me say it, that’s how this went.

The little power play was making my body ache.

Moaning, seeking more friction against my clit, I pressed my hips up.

This time, he pinned my thigh with his knee, refusing me any kind of touch.

That wasn’t fair. Leaning in, he lapped at each of my nipples in turn, then blew cold air over them.

It was too dark for me to properly see, but I was certain he was grinning.

The only real light in the shuttle came from the purple lines glowing on his skin.

“Say it. What do you want, my Sunshine? My cock? My mouth?” he paused, a deep chuckle rumbling from his chest. “Want me to fuck you with my tail again? So many options, Arianna.” He was enjoying this, so I struggled with my hands against the grip his tail had on my wrists, trying to free them.

I wanted to grab those horns of his, steer him where he needed to go.

With a foot, I hooked around his leg, trying to draw myself closer to him while I shook my head.

“Da’vi, fill me, please,” I moaned. I was so empty, so ready for him.

I wanted desperately to know what it would feel like to have those ridges and piercings inside me, to feel the textured area above his cock rub against my nub.

“With what, Sunshine? What do you need?” he demanded, his voice deep and commanding.

He wasn’t going to let me get away with it.

He really wanted the words. Why was it always so hard to say them when we were naked and ready to go?

I had no issue demanding sex when I felt like it, but somehow…

this… as if I was a virgin all over again. It was both frustrating and sexy.

Biting my lip, I rolled my head back so I could glare at him.

That made his eyes glow brighter, but he still didn’t give me what I wanted.

“Your cock, damn it! Fill me with your cock, Da’vi!

” The words burst from me, followed by my rapid breaths, my heartbeat pounding in my ears.

I stared at his face, but while his mouth moved, for a second, I couldn’t hear anything beyond the rushing of blood through my veins.

Pulling his knee from my thigh, he gripped my hips, angling me so the hot tip of his cock nestled firmly against my core.

Sensation flooded me as he slid in an inch, the arrow shape of his cockhead flaring sharply.

He lodged there, his body coiled like a spring above me.

“This what you want? Enough? Or more? Do you want me to stretch you with my dick? I will—just say the words.”

I growled, furious but also less daunted to speak. “You’re an asshole, you know that?” I snapped my teeth at him, even though mine were just blunt human teeth. No sharp canine teeth like most of the gladiators had, or the even sharper teeth that filled Fierce’s mouth, for instance.

It just made Da’vi chuckle—not intimidated—but he leaned in, his tail finally releasing my wrists so that it could curl down between us to flick against my clit.

I moaned in response, my body twisting beneath him.

“Aargh, more! All the way, fill me. Please…” My begging transformed into a deep groan when he pushed in, his cock stretching me wide as he impaled me.

I felt the thick veins that covered him rubbing against my flesh.

Then he bottomed out, and I nearly came apart when the ridged line that crawled up from the base of his cock toward his belly button came in contact with my sensitive nub.

My hands flew up, grabbing his horns, yanking on them just to have something to anchor me.

It shocked a groan from him, and I felt a rush of wetness soak his invasion.

He was unapologetic in the way he pounded into me, his body clashing with mine in rapid thrusts.

Each ridge, each vein, the bars of the piercings—each one was a sensation upon sensation my body struggled to comprehend.

I felt like everything was on fire, like my core was pulsing in time with his thrusts.

The sounds coming from my throat were a mix of sobs and moans, it felt so good.

I’d forgotten about his tail. When it curled over my throat, the bared tip flicked over my lips, and I clutched down hard on his cock in shock.

It surprised me how hot it was when he slid that pointed tip between my lips, invading my body in two places at once.

I sucked, and he growled, so I sucked harder.

He tilted his hips, finding a different angle, and I saw stars. My body exploded into a million pieces around him. My mind blanked out, and my body was completely ruled by sensation. I knew at that moment that he’d changed me forever; I just didn’t know exactly in what way yet.

*

Da’vi

Arianna tightened so snugly around my cock that it was almost painful; I couldn’t move as freely as before.

That didn’t matter, it was the sexiest thing when she came apart: the sounds of her moans, the expression on her face.

She was heat and liquid around me, her little tongue lapping at the sensitive tip of my tail.

I wanted to draw this out, but when her brown eyes opened again, all soft and warm… my balls ached, and my body shook as I tried to keep the pace I’d set. I wanted to see her fall apart once more. Was she too sensitive now? Or could I do it? Could I hold on?