The Alembic Plot: A Terran Empire novelWilson, Ann
Science
The Alembic Plot: A Terran Empire novel
Wilson, Ann
Science fiction
He took his time with her, knowing that the thoroughness of her
enjoyment now would determine how much she suffered later. He'd told
her there would only be one more act of intercourse, so that was what
it would be. He'd said nothing, however, about details, so he played
with her, teasing her with repeated small orgasms by mouth and hand,
letting her know silently that these were only preludes. He felt--and
helped--her desire grow with each one, building into desperate need,
until she was writhing against him, begging and frantically struggling
to get him into her.
It was a temptation to reject her at this last moment, but he resisted
in the interest of future pleasure. He obliged her, giving her the
tremendous orgasm he'd teased her with--starting with his entry,
prolonging it through a coitus that would seem to her like hours, and
peaking it when his own climax sent jets of icy fire into her.
He left her body first, smiling down at her. "You liked that, didn't
you, sweet Piety?"
The nun sighed happily. "You know I did . . . does that really have to
be the last time?"
"I'm afraid so." Shannon rose, still smiling. "I've enjoyed you a
lot, but I have to get back to work, and it's time for you to report
our little party to the nearest Enforcement post. You can tell them
everything except my name and how you knew me; all they need to know on
that subject is that I'm the Raidmaster. Not just a raidmaster, the
Raidmaster. You'll be sure to point that out for me, won't you?"
"Of course."
"Very good." Shannon double-checked the barriers he'd raised to keep
her from the refuge of insanity, then he released his other
compulsions. She reacted beautifully, her expression turning from
pleasure to revulsion as she retreated from him, turning to run but
falling to her knees racked with convulsions of nausea.
* * * * *
Shannon's attention returned to his surroundings. He'd left St.
Ignatius then, thoroughly satisfied with the interlude, and memories of
Sister Piety had cheered him several times since. It was an
interlude he dared not repeat now, though. Cortin might sense
something as simple as using his power to modify his physical
attributes, and now that she was personally aware of him thanks to the
attack, she'd have to sense his use of it on others.
Return to main storyline: 3. Center
4a. Shannon's Reaction
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