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Chapter 11: Light and Heat

Back in the apartment, she helped Lord Vader remove his formal garments. Though he had donned his usual black, these were of a softer material than his usual garb, with a bit of dark ornamentation. Still stark, but expensive.

“You did well tonight,” he told her.

Ree looked up at him and grinned. “Milord,” she chided. “I detect an unflattering note of surprise in your voice.”

He seemed taken aback by her words at first, then laughed and shook his head. “You were a headstrong little girl, weren’t you?”

Smiling at him, she did not answer. To her surprise, he reached out for her and pulled her into his embrace. He bent and whispered into her ear,” Do you know what I was thinking of – there in that throne room?”

The sounds of his voice and the heat of his breath made her skin tingle. “No,” she breathed. “What were you thinking, milord?”

He nipped her earlobe. “I imagined bending you over that black throne, throwing up your skirts and baring you to the court,” he muttered, now pressing his erection into her belly. “And then I would take you, hard and fast, for all of them to see. I’d make you scream out your pleasure for me.”

“And what would your Emperor think of such a performance?” She teased, running her hands down his chest.

“He would not be there, of course,” Vader replied, his hand dipping inside the bodice of her dress to tease one hard peak.

Her head fell back as his tongue laved her mercilessly. Her hands came up and gripped his hair, tugging at him. But he ignored that small pain, and continued to suckle and nip at his leisure.

“Milord!” She begged. “Please!”

He looked up, his eyes teasing. “Please what?”

Her head lolled back and forth. “I need… I need you…”

His fingers went up her skirt trailed down her thigh to lightly brush at her sensitive core. “You need me…inside of you?” he asked huskily.

“Oh gods, yes…”

Laughing quietly, he picked her up and put her in the big chair by the balcony again. “I think you teased me one time too many, little Ree,” he murmured in her ear. “I think it is time to teach you a lesson.”’

He knelt in front of her, his hands slowly pushing her skirt back until her slim thighs were revealed. Gently, he parted them, softly kissing the sensitive flesh and running his tongue in a hot path up her legs. His fingers followed his tongue and he pushed aside the silken barrier.

“These need to go,” he chided. Obediently, she lifted her hips and felt his slide the silk off her hips. Where he threw the expensive garment she did not know or care. Her legs fell open of their own volition.

“Yes, I can see you spread out on that throne, your thighs damp with welcome…” he rasped as his tongue slid closer to her core.

Her hips arced up forcefully when his finger lightly teased the sensitive nub between her legs. “That’s it,” he encouraged. “So beautiful when you’re open and ready for me…”

No longer able to speak, she grabbed for him, but he put her arms back, holding them in place with his magic. “You’ll not hurry me tonight,” he scolded her.

Vader put his hands on her inner thighs and urged her to open further for him. She could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke, his blue eyes burning into hers. “Your pale skin would look so lovely against that black throne,” he murmured.

Then his tongue touched her and she felt fire sizzle through her veins. His tongue invaded her and her hands pulled at the invisible bonds. She wrapped her legs around him to pull him closer, and this he allowed, sliding his tongue in and out of her with a tortuous rhythm that had her whimpering in need.

Then he gently took that bundle of nerves into his mouth, suckling gently until she saw stars. She could not have stopped her climax for anything and she arched up into his mouth, her legs quivering as she held him close, her arms straining above her. And still his tongue moved inside of her, softly licked her, flicked at her clitoris, stoking the fire inside blazing ever higher.

Finally, he worked his way back up her body, his face glistening from her response. His mouth abruptly closed over one nipple, sucking hard. He bit down and she bucked beneath him, thrown over that precipice once more and unable to help it.

Then she felt his cock rubbing eagerly against her wet entrance. He ground himself against her, the unbelievable heat of his erection making her moan. But still he did not breach her.

“Please…” she was begging and she did not care.

She felt him lift up her legs, resting them on the crooks of his elbows and he spread her wide open. She felt him shudder as he placed his cock at her entrance. Still, he did not move, but teased her with the weight of it, the warmth that did not pierce her as she longed for it to do.

He pushed back her legs and in the same instant, thrust deep inside of her. His strokes were long and hard, taking him so deeply inside of her that she could not tell where she ended and he began.

The thrusts never varied, each brushed that magic place inside of her. His hips moved his cock in and out of her and he leaned down to worry one nipple with his teeth. When he felt her sheath grasp at him, heard her cry out, he leaned away and hastened his strokes.

“Now, Ree,” he ordered. “Come for me now...”

And she did, exploding in a glorious cascade of light and heat.


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The next day, she looked up to see Vader entering the apartment with two small beings by his side. When they threw back their cloaks, she gaped. Amazingly fierce looking to the human eye, they gave a sense of coiled power, a ferocity that boded ill for any enemy.

Vader motioned them to stay back and approached her alone. “They will be your guards from now on,” he said quietly.

She peered around him to look at the small aliens. “Why?”

“I trust them,” he replied.

“Am I in danger?”

He hesitated. “I don’t know,” he confessed. “It is possible.”

“From whom?”

He gave a mirthless bark of laughter. “From my enemies, from everyone…”
“You are that hated?” She asked, surprised.

”I am that feared,” he corrected.

Ree reached out to caress the side of his face and smiled. “Then they do not see what I see.”

Vader smiled and shook his head. He leaned forward and whispered. “Let us hope not, for you see more of me than anyone else does.” Then he wriggled his eyebrows at her, making his meaning very clear indeed.

He motioned them forward. “Greelwah and Meeshram, this is the Lady Samri,” he said by way of introduction. “You will protect her at all costs; your primary duty is to her, not me.” He locked eyes with the aliens. “Do you understand?”

They nodded their agreement. Vader turned back to Ree. “They are of the Noghri, and there are no better warriors in the galaxy,” he said. “They will guard you with their lives if need be.”

Ree turned to the guards and smiled at them. “Let’s hope that is not necessary.”

Vader stood back and watched her greet the Noghri. Yes, she would do well.