Page 47 of Taken to Nobu
Her mouth pulls into an expression of exquisite pleasure that renders me just as weak as the punch she leveled to my ribs. “It seems only fair.”
“It does, most certainly. But it would equally be fair that I receive a head start.”
“Not a chance.”
She dives for me immediately, without giving me any quarter or time to prepare myself.Xhivey. As she shouldn’t.Her fists connect with my chest as she tries to pull the loosened buckle open, which she does — but not enough to free it fully — before I spin from her grip and dance over the snow, away from her.
The snow comes up to my shins and above her knees, but we have been practicing in the snow over the past several rotations and she is quicker now than she used to be.
She removes the skirt around her hips so that, in only hide pants, she can move forward faster. When she reaches me, she lunges for my left arm and latches onto it. She spins herself against my body and I am distracted by the pressure of her ass against my crotch for a moment too long, and that moment is all that she needs.
She thrusts her elbow into my abdomen in the same place she struck before. I bowl over, stepping back quickly and pulling her with me by the shawl she wears. She lets out a chirp as I drag her to the ground, but she rolls backwards over her own head and as she stands, she’s free of the shawl once again.
I dance out of her grip, luring her further away from the center of the valley as I chart a path towards my home. Our home. I weave between the valley floor homes, hoping to confuse her and slow her down so that I have time to reach my home and prepare myself for her before she catches me, but as I run, I realize she has fallen too far behind.
I stop and turn, following the destructive path I’ve created through the snow while ignoring the stares of the ones who pass me, watching me — their Okkari — with hints of curiosity and amusement in their ridges. To see their Okkariplayingin the snow with his Xiveri mate is atypical, untraditional, some might even say wrong.Let them say it. Tradition be damned. Because, for perhaps the first time in all my rotations, I’m having fun.
“Xhea,” I call as I round the next bend and see the path I took, uninterrupted. At the pace she set, she should have caught up to me by now. “Xhea…”
And then it hits me —shehits me. Not from above, but frombelow. Dense enough to hide beneath, my Xhea has chosen a hiding place just off of the path of our feetbeneaththe top layer of snow. She is so small, it is not impossible for her to fit here, but it is impossible for me to see her and as I pass, she sweeps my feet with one of her own.
I fall and as I land on my back, Kiki throws one leg over me, straddling my chest between her thighs. Her core sits right over my sternum and the smell of her arousal renders me utterly blind. Her knees spear my biceps and her hands find my wrists. She grabs them and pulls them over my head, locking them there with all of her strength.
“I win,” she says as she arches over me, her mouth coming so close to mine I think she will kiss me. I hope.
I feel my face form the pleasure expression and watch a mirrored pleasure light up her cheeks. My hearts thrum out of time. “Is this what you think?”
“Hexa. You’re mine for the taking, Okkari.”
“In this, you are not wrong.” Overpowering her is not difficult. Despite her ingenuity and her speed, she is still much too small to match me in hand-to-hand combat. I lift up and dislodge her knees and she yelps as I roll over her, reversing our position.
“Uff! You brute! That’s so unfair.” She pushes on my shoulder and I allow her to roll me onto my back, before quickly resuming power and pulling her under my body. We repeat this many times until soon my pleasure threatens my determination and I begin to make the pleasure sound and thenshebegins to make the pleasure sound and now we are simply an Okkari and his Xhea rolling through the snow like children.Nox. We are not leaders, not right now. Right now, we are merely Kiki and Kinan.
“You are clever, I will give you that, but if you are to truly win against me, you cannot afford to be overconfident. You will never win strength-against-strength. You will need to read your opponent, analyze them, find their weaknesses.”
Her gaze is hooded, eyes half-moons and glossed with what I know to be her desire. I can feel her Xanaxanaeverywhere.“And what is your weakness, Okkari?”
We fall still, her underneath me, my body pressing hers into the cold, hard ground. My pelvis thrusts into hers and she spreads her legs wide for me. I grind against her and choke out, “I should have thought it obvious.”
She blinks quickly, eyes rolling back as I continue to hump her like this. I’m going to spill seed and I haven’t even rutted her yet. “Comets, fuck me Okkari,” she says, pleasure sound giving way to soft, whimpering groans. She arches up and tries to rub her core against my length, but I press into her, forcing her still.
With one hand, I cradle the side of her face. “Nox.” I bend low and place this kiss on just the tip of her nose.
Stunned or confused by it, she stops fighting me for a moment. “Why not?”
“Because I will never fuck you. You are too precious for that. Tonight I will breed you and I will do it as Kinan for this is my slave name and I am nothing if not a slave to you.”
Understanding dawns in her eyes and the pleasure expression sweeps her. “Kinan. Your name is Kinan?”
Hearing it on her tongue brings me new pleasures, before unknown. “Hexa.”
“I’m honored that you’re telling me.”
“You have earned it.” I wrap my arms around her fully, feeling like a madman as I attempt to rut her fully dressed out in the snow. “I will take you now back to our nest.”
“Kinan?”
I could hear her say my name again a thousand times more and never fail to be surprised and pleased by it. “Hexa, my Kiki.”
