Regret never had the time to kick in.

Distantly, in the back of her head, Ashley was aware that she was doing something utterly insane, giving in to the man who'd just kidnapped her. The reasoning was sound, but her judgment was not. The desire that had threatened to make her its own from the moment she'd seen Zar back in station had finally won.

There was no way back and Ashley wasn't searching that hard anyway.

Zar growled hungrily. Ashley could feel his grin against her lips as he kissed her. The last trace of sense was robbed from her when the harbinger pushed one finger into her wet pussy, making her moan and rub herself against him.

"Don't forget about our deal," the warlord warned her, clearly enjoying how helpless the hot desire was making her.

Ashley didn't answer. She couldn't answer, not when Zar was fingering her relentlessly, keeping her literally on her toes, aching for more. Her fingers were grasping his wide, powerful shoulders, trying to keep herself upright with little avail. She could feel Zar's hot breath against her neck as the harbinger leaned down to press his lips on her skin.

Her pussy was trembling around his digit when Zar added a second finger, groaning deeply when it made Ashley moan again in need. It had been a while since she'd been touched by anyone other than herself and it showed. Ashley had no idea whether it was her body giving in to the harbinger without shame or if he flawlessly found every point in her to press that drew breathless moans out of her.

"How does that feel?" Zar asked, his breath hot against her ear.

"Good," Ashley whispered, her eyes squeezed shut, focused entirely on her pleasure.

Zar humphed, the sound somehow turning her on even more.

"I must do better then," he said with obvious delight and in the next second, Ashley was flying through the air.

The harbinger had pulled away from her only to pick her up and carry her to the bed. Ashley was lowered to the bed and pushed roughly forward to her hands and knees. She began to cry out, say she definitely hadn't said "yes" to that sort of thing, but Zar didn't plan on fucking her. Ashley cried out when strong hands grabbed her pants and ripped them open between her legs. Her panties quickly followed suit, suffering the same fate.

She could feel blood rushing to her cheeks as she realized how she must have looked to him at that moment. Spread like a sacrificial virgin, her pussy exposed to his hungry gaze, her clothes torn in the middle.

Zar's appreciative groan sent a shiver down her spine. For a long moment, the harbinger did nothing, but Ashley knew he was watching her. She could feel his gaze burning on her flesh.

Then she felt the bed shift under them and in the next second, Zar's mouth was on her pussy, his hands holding her in place when Ashley began to struggle.

"Stay still," he warned her, the tone of his voice so commanding Ashley obeyed without thinking.

There was no other possible option. Her body was already pushing back to meet Zar's tongue, warm and wet on her sex, darting into her. He tasted her like he couldn't get enough of her, grunting as if she satisfied some need of his Ashley couldn't even guess at.

Zar had been right before. Good didn't even begin to cover what she was feeling. It hadn't taken him more than a minute to reduce Ashley to a panting, heaving mess whose only wish was more.

"Do you want me to stop?" the bastard had the gall to ask.

Ashley gritted her teeth. The pride in her, still present somewhere under all that need, wanted to send him straight to hell where he belonged.

But he'd asked her for the truth and there was only one of that.

"No," she said, putting some of her annoyance into her voice, "you know I don't. You said I was going to get punished, not tortured."

Zar's soft laughter, tickling on her pussy made Ashley shudder so violently he had to hold her in place.

"If I wanted to torture you, I would stop," the harbinger said, the deep voice making Ashley's pussy ache for him even more. "Of course, that would torture us both and I can't deny myself the pleasure of hearing those little mewls of yours."

And she flew again. Zar had risen to his knees in an instant, pulling her up to kneel before him. With one strong hand around her, the other pushed back into her, Ashley was certain she was going to cum embarrassingly fast. She didn't want to give Zar that satisfaction, but it was out of her hands.

The harbinger was now working his fingers in her with a passion. Ashley could hear his own heavy breathing as if giving her pleasure truly was turning him on. She could definitely feel the huge, rock-hard cock against her backside.

Zar's finger brushed against the spot inside her and Ashley dug her fingers into the arm holding her in his embrace. The warlord repeated the motion, sharper this time. Ashley felt the heat enveloping her like a blanket, so blinding in its intensity it was hard for her to keep breathing.

"You like it when I do that?" he asked.

"Yes!" Ashley cried when without waiting for her answer, Zar kept hitting the spot, sending thrills through her with speed that made her reel.

Zar leaned down a little to let his fingers mercilessly massage the spot in her pussy. Ashley whimpered, her breath quickly leaving her as the pleasure began to build with a thundering pace.

"If this is making you tremble in my arms," Zar said against her ear. "Imagine what I could do with my cock. I could fill your tight little pussy to the brink until you couldn't take any more. I'd make you howl in need, begging me to fuck you harder."

Ashley barely heard him. Her orgasm was approaching so fast it was hard to concentrate on anything other than that. The images Zar conjured were hot before her eyes, though, pushing her closer to the edge.

"I'm so close –” she whispered, her voice broken. "I'm cumming..."

Zar responded to that by pushing his thumb against her clit, stimulating her sensitive flesh until all the pleasure points rolled into one big wave inside her. Ashley gasped, shaking as the most intense orgasm of her life washed over her, leaving her body trembling in exertion, her toes curling. Zar held her through it all, his fingers steadily moving with less vigor until he pulled them out of her.

Ashley fell on the sheets when he released her, trying to steady her breathing. As her mind cleared, she was growing increasingly aware of just how exposed she still was.

Feeling Zar shift behind her, Ashley turned to look over her shoulder, her eyes widening as she saw the warlord.

Zar had pulled out his hard cock and was masturbating, his eyes watching her, unblinking. Ashley could see the dark fire in his gaze, the way his lips were parted and the slight tremor of his big body. Then her eyes drifted down to the huge cock in his hands and she gasped. She'd thought it was big before, feeling the shape of it pressing against her, but it truly was the largest cock she'd ever seen. Thick and hard in Zar's palm as he quickly took himself to the edge.

"Don't move," he said, the strain in his voice telling her how close he was.

Ashley didn't think she could have moved if she wanted to. Just like him, she couldn't take her eyes away from him.

Zar grabbed her ass and Ashley felt him pulling her ass cheeks apart as he cummed, groaning darkly. The hot seed spilled on her ass and pussy, most of it on her pants but Ashley didn't care. They were lost anyway.

When Zar released her and climbed off the bed, Ashley felt a bit dirty. The cloud of desire had passed and the reality of her situation started to return to her.

Only that looking at Zar observing her with a quiet, satisfied smirk, Ashley couldn't bring herself to feel bad about what had happened. There was something new in Zar's eyes, a kindness she hadn't noticed before. So far, the harbinger had looked at her with hunger or lust, amused and angered by her.

Now the emotion that seemed most fitting was a peculiar sort of fondness. The way he regarded her made Ashley feel protected, somehow, even if the man she most needed safeguarding from was the harbinger himself.

"You can go wash," Zar said, motioning to the bathroom outside the door. "You don't need to fear that I'll join you. I will have some clothes brought to you in the meanwhile.

"If you feel a sudden lurch, then the ship has entered the wormhole. There is nothing to worry about there. The wormholes are dangerous, but the Foront has made the jump many times before."

Ashley slipped out of the room gratefully. She held it together until she'd all but ripped every item of clothing off herself and the hot water started pouring down on her.

Only then did she let the tears come. Ashley felt the soft rocking of the ship like Zar had promised, her fingers curling into fists as she stood and let the warmth comfort her.

The Foront was gone, over the line no one in the Union could cross. No one even knew it was there to be crossed unless Felicia gave them the first clue what to look for.

She was trapped.