Evangeline Anderson
Charlie's Bargain
Charlie’s Bargain

Ellora's Cave
June 2008
ISBN-13: 9781419962882
ISBN-10: 1419962884

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Charlie is just trying to survive. After losing her fortune she flees her home planet and hides from her bloodthirsty creditors on a mining colony so horrible its residents just call it Hole.

Lynx is a Xorn, one of a feared race of non-humans known for their savage lusts. From the first instant he sees Charlie, he knows she is the only woman who can satisfy him.

Charlie wants nothing to do with the huge, muscular man with golden eyes, but in order to survive on Hole she will have to overcome her fear and make a bargain with the fierce Xorn—a bargain of desire, pleasure and pain that will force her to see herself and Lynx in a whole new light.

“I can feel your dread, Charlie. If it isn’t my touch you fear, what is it?”

“I just…do you have to put me in that thing? Do you have to chain me up while you…you…” Charlie couldn’t make herself finish the sentence. “I just don’t like to be tied down,” she ended in a low voice, looking down at her hands.

Lynx sighed deeply and then, to her surprise he stood up and came around to her side of the table. Kneeling at her feet, he took both her hands in his. He was so tall that they were still eye to eye and so close she could smell his dark, masculine musk which seemed to invade all her senses at once.

“I don’t want you to be frightened or hate me for what I need to do,” he said softly. “But you have to understand something. I told you the other night that I chained you because I didn’t want you to hate yourself for the pleasure you might feel. But there’s more to it than that. The drinking platform is for your safety. Your protection.”

“Wh-what do you mean?” Charlie looked at him with fear but there were other emotions filling her at the same time. Just having him close to her, feeling his warm hands holding hers was doing funny things to the inside of her stomach. She suddenly felt overheated and thirsty and her nipples were unbearably tight against the scratchy lace of her cheap bra. And her sex was getting wet too—she was beginning to flow, just as she had when Lynx had done his mind trick on her. But once again she realized that he wasn’t doing it. That for some reason her body was just reacting to him—to his nearness.

Lynx looked at her intently and she knew he could feel both her fear and her unwanted desire. “The Xorn have a very strong instinct to mate during the time that The Thirst is on them,” he rumbled. “A driving need to claim the woman they are drinking from.”

“Claim?” Charlie asked.

“Take. Breed. Fuck.” His deep voice was suddenly harsh and his golden eyes blazed. “It’s a chase to us. A hunt. And if the prey struggles…” He shook his head and laughed bitterly. “I guess we’re closer to being the animals you humans think we are than I wanted to admit—at least when it comes to sex.”

Charlie took a hitching breath, her heart pounding. “I-I don’t understand.”

“Goddess.” He released her hands for a moment and pinched the bridge of his nose as if to drive back a pounding headache or a burning desire. Then he looked at her, his eyes still glowing. “I’m saying I don’t want to rape you,” he said roughly. “But if I drink from you without chaining you to the drinking platform and you try to run from me or struggle to get away…I might lose control.”

“Oh, I—” Charlie put a hand to her mouth, not knowing what to say. Her head was suddenly filled with the mental image of being pinned down beneath Lynx, his huge muscular bulk covering her own smaller frame as he filled her completely with his cock. As he claimed her. Fucked her. “You wouldn’t,” she said at last in a trembling voice. “You‑you promised that wasn’t part…part of our bargain.”

He sighed. “I know and I want to keep my end of the bargain, Charlie. I’m not saying it’s not possible to drink from you without chaining you to the platform. I’m just asking if you think you could hold still while I open your cunt and taste you. Because if you can stand to let me drink from you without fighting me or trying to get away we can try it without the platform. Otherwise…” He shook his head.

Charlie shifted in her seat, pressing her thighs tightly together. Goddess, this was so embarrassing but Lynx’s words, as much as his closeness, were making it hard to think. Could she lie still for him and not try to run? The last time she had fought with all her might, trying to get free of the iron manacles that bound her wrists and ankles. But this time, well, she felt like she knew him better, knew that he wasn’t the ravening beast she’d been expecting. Still, was it possible to open herself willingly and not try to get away while Lynx spread her sex and drank his fill of her cunt honey? And could she live with herself afterward if she did?

“Charlie?” he asked, and she looked up to see that the hunger was back in his golden eyes. “I need an answer soon,” he told her and his voice was little more than a growl. “The Thirst grows worse with each passing second. Your sweet scent is driving me crazy. I have to have you—I can’t wait much longer.”

Fear tickled Charlie’s spine with icy fingers—could she do this? It was one thing to be chained up and taken by force but it was something else entirely to lie back on the sleeping platform and spread her legs willingly for the big Xorn’s assault. It seemed completely wrong—almost as if she wanted what he was going to do to her. And yet… She cast another glance at the ominous iron shape of the drinking platform.

“Yes,” she heard herself saying in a trembling voice. “Yes, I think…I think I can hold still. I mean, I don’t think I can be as still as a statue or anything but—”

“You can move as long as you don’t try to run from me.” Lynx cupped her cheek in one large, warm palm, his golden eyes intense. “As long as you submit, Charlie, I won’t be forced to break our agreement.”

“Then…I’ll submit.” Charlie’s voice nearly broke on the last word but then she raised her chin. She would do what she had to do, she reminded herself. It was the only option open to her. And the fact that her nipples were hard and her pussy was wet didn’t mean anything. Didn’t mean anything at all.