“Well, the two of you look just perfect,” Chandra exclaimed when Sazar opened the door to their room. “I just knew that silver outfit would do you justice, Commander!”
Sarah had to agree that the formal clothing the big Kindred was wearing did indeed do him justice. The silver material of the robe and trousers was somewhat thinner than his everyday wear and the shimmering silver fabric clung to his muscular frame and made his pale eyes stand out dramatically. But she couldn’t stand there all day drooling over her boss, she told herself, dragging her eyes away from his tall frame.
“You look beautiful too, Chandra,” she said, nodding at the vivid pink and purple silk outfit Chandra had on.
The Alquon girl blushed. “Oh, this old thing? I just threw it on. But that gold looks gorgeous on you, Sarah.” She nodded at the gold lame' jacket which framed rather than covering Sarah’s breasts and the long gold split skirt she was wearing.
“Thank you,” Sarah smiled, trying to take pleasure in her own appearance. But though she had gotten more or less used to going out in public basically topless, she was never going to actually like it.
Chandra dropped her voice, a mischievous look dancing in her eyes. “And do the panties fit all right?” she murmured.
“Oh, uh, yes. Yes, of course.” Sarah tried not to blush and failed. In fact, the gold breeding panties were much more skimpy than she had realized when she’d first looked at them. When she put them on, she was disturbed to see that the front border barely came higher than the top of her pussy slit. They were more like bikini panties than the high-waisted cotton briefs she was used to from years of living in the Compound.
“Well, I’m glad they’re working for you.” Chandra gave her a critical look. “There’s only one thing missing.”
“Oh, what’s that?” Sarah asked uneasily.
“Formal nipple jewelry of course.” Chandra produced a long, flat box and opened it to reveal new nipple bands and a brand new breast chain. The new bands were also gold but unlike the plain ones Sarah was wearing, these were studded all over with tiny diamonds. Hanging from the golden, fine-link breast chain which was strung between them were several gold and diamond charms which were no doubt meant to dangle playfully and attract attention at the same time.
“Oh,” Sarah breathed. “It’s beautiful, Chandra but it must have cost a fortune.”
The Alquon girl made a shooing motion. “Not so much. Just consider it my gift from me to you. I want you to look right at the ball tonight. Everyone is going to be watching you so you have to be absolutely perfect.”
“Wow, okay.” Sarah swallowed nervously. So they were really going to be on display. She supposed she should have expected that, considering all the fuss they’d caused the night before at Fresh Catch and the crazy way the Alquon people seemed to think she was the answer to some weird “prophesy.”
A new thought entered her head. She wondered uneasily if they were going to be able to pull off their fake breeding with everyone watching them. What if they got caught faking it? What would the Alquons do to them?
We just can’t get caught, she told herself firmly. We can’t.
But what if they were?
“Well…” Chandra tapped the box with the new breast jewelry in it. “Aren’t you going to have your pair partner help you put it on?”
“Oh…of course.” Though she knew she ought to be used it this by now, Sarah couldn’t stop the pounding of her heart as she turned to Sazar for help. “Can…would you help me take the old jewelry off and put the new bands on?” she asked.
“It will be my pleasure.” His voice was a low rumble and his eyes flashed red. “Come, let me sit in the chair so I can reach you better.”
* * * * *
Sazar would have liked to take his time taking off the old breast bands and putting on the new ones but Chandra proclaimed that they were in a hurry and kept asking if he was almost finished. It was incredibly annoying and it set Sarah on edge as well, he could tell.
“Sazar,” she breathed as he sucked her nipples gently but thoroughly to get the old bands off. “Do you really think everyone will be watching us tonight?”
“It seems likely,” he murmured. “Are your breasts sore from wearing these all day?” he added, nodding at the golden bands now in the palm of his hand. “Your nipples look red.”
“Maybe a little,” Sarah murmured, her cheeks going warm. “Why, are you going to, uh, heal me?”
“I’ll be sucking your nipples again before I put your new bands on,” he remarked, examining her tight pink peaks. “I’ll release a little of my essence and apply it to be certain they’re in good shape before I put on the new bands.”
“Th-thank you,” she stuttered and looked at him shyly. “You…you take such good care of me, Sazar.”
“I don’t know if going to the Breeding Ball tonight qualifies as taking good care of you,” he murmured wryly. “It’s more like taking you into danger but I don’t see that we have a choice about it.”
“I was the one who wanted to…ahhh…the one who wanted to stay,” she moaned softly as he sprayed some of the compound on her right nipple and took it deep into his mouth, spreading the essence all Blood Kindred make with their fangs to heal or pleasure a mate. “You gave…gave me the option to leave and I chose not to.”
“I would not have given you the option if I’d known how dangerous this might become,” Sazar said severely as he applied the new, diamond studded band to her nipple. He had to admit it looked lovely.
“That’s one thing I wanted to ask,” Sarah murmured. “How dangerous do you think it will get if someone figures out we’re…” She cast a side-long look at Chandra who was amusing herself by playing back the orgy video of the last Breeding Ball on the wall screen. “If someone figures out we’re faking?”
“They won’t find out,” Sazar assured her and sucked her other nipple into his mouth, healing it as well. Gods, he loved how stiff her peaks got when he sucked and licked them…loved the way she moaned and shifted her hips as she stood in front of him.
“But these panties…they’re so tiny,” she protested when she got her breath again. “What if…what if someone sees that you’re not, you know, actually in me?”
Sazar allowed his gaze to travel down her body and saw that she was right. The tiny golden panties were so low in front he could actually see the top of her pussy slit. Their plan was for him to press his shaft into the hole at the back of her panties and conceal the fact that he wasn’t actually inside her, but it seemed clear to him that the low-slung panties would never hide his shaft. He would poke out the front of them as he rubbed against her pussy rather than sliding inside it.
Seven Hells, this was a problem. Then he had an idea.
“I’ll let the sides of my robe fall over you,” he told her, placing the other diamond studded band and admiring the effect. Her nipples glittered like rainbow ice when she moved. He might never have been much for nipple jewelry before, but their time on Alquon Ultrea was turning him into quite a connoisseur—as long as the jewelry was on Sarah, anyway. “That should hide our, um, activity,” he told her.
“I hope you’re right.” She bit her lip in that way she had when she was worried about something.
“Everything will be fine.” Sazar tried to sound reassuring but to be honest, he wasn’t completely certain about the security of their position.
“But what if it isn’t?” Sarah persisted. “What if you have to, you know, breed me for real?”
“I won’t do that to you,” Sazar said fiercely. “I told you, it’s completely out of the question.”
“But what if there’s no other way?”
“Sarah…” He cupped her cheek, meeting her worried hazel eyes with his own. “I won’t do that to you, Ladara,” he murmured. “Won’t take your virginity that way—I swear it.”
“All right.” She nodded. “Thank you, Sazar.”
“Are you two almost ready?” Chandra had apparently gotten bored of watching and re-watching the orgy video. “We really need to get going.”
“We’re ready.” Sazar tugged lightly on Sarah’s new breast chain, making her moan softly. “Aren’t we, Sarah?”
“As we’ll ever be, I guess.” She gave that defiant little tilt of her chin he loved so well. “Let’s go.”
Sazar put a protective arm around her and ushered her out of the guest quarters, vowing to himself to protect his little human from everything and everyone. To keep her safe and at all costs.
She’s going to remain a virgin, he told himself firmly. I won’t take her purity no matter what else happens. She’ll stay intact.
It was a vow to himself and to Sarah. He intended to keep it.