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Betrayal	By : vettech82 Category: 1 through F > Andromeda Views: 2753 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I just wrote this all in one night and I think that its only going to be a one shot. Hope you like it.

Beka�s back hit the wall of the Maru with such force that the air was knocked from her lungs. She fought the pain. Had to. If he got a hold of her he would kill her of that she was certain. She fought with her fear, with her pain, and with her distress. She could panic later, when she was on the Andromeda far away from the man she had just betrayed.

It had hurt her to do so but she knew that he wouldn�t care about that. She had just cost him the key and that meant her death. She jabbed that buttons on the console in front of her. Her vision blurred, blurred from the smoke that was filling her ship and from that blood in her right eye. Tyr had backhanded her and when she fell to the floor she scooted away from him. Coming into arms reach with a console, she slammed the buttons she could reach. One had made that Maru�s internal vents open and the other had send the Maru�s engines on full. She quickly pulled herself up watching as Tyr was thrown backwards, and begun to throw the ship out of control..

Tyr was yelling a threat of some kind her way but she ignored it. All that kept running in her head was to do everything possible to ensure her survival .

At one time Tyr had been her friend, now he was going to end her life. She couldn�t let him near her.

The Maru rocked as a bucky cable attached itself to the hull. Three more times this occurred and Beka�s heart stopped. She heard boots beating on the metal floor. The ship had steadied enough that Tyr could regain his footing and thus was on his way. She took off running and made it to the engine room, which was truly no where at all. Tyr had caught her arm and hit her again. She was on the floor again, dazed. She could taste blood. He had split her lip. She lay on her back afraid to move. She wished with everything that she was that Tyr would be struck blind and deaf at this moment and she could escape unscathed. Well as least with now more wounds than she already had and her well still alive.

Tyr stood over her hips and squatted down. The rage he felt was barley controlled. He was a fool, a true fool to think that he could trher,her, and only now did he question what made him thinat hat he could. Dylan was a powerful force and had a fiercely loyal crew. Beka was truly one of them. He knew now, yet everything within him wished she wasn�t.

He should of know that something like sharing his bed wasn�t a sign of her loyalty to him though. He had watched her use the same ploy with the Hawkings bastard and yet he fell for it still.

He took her chin in his fingers with bruising force and brought her face towards his. Her eyes met his with a strength that lay deep within her. Yet he could see the fear in them also.

�You betrayed me Rebeka.� He growled out.

� I did what I had to do Tyr.� She spat with fire. No tremble.

�Then you will understand that I need to do what I have to do.�

Beka�s eye�s widened. Tyr grasped her chin hard and slammed her head into the hard metal flooring. She immediately was unconscious. He lifted her up into his arms and carried her, bridal style, into her quarters . Laying her on her bed he searched he small drawers for something to tie her with and found nothing. Of course, he thought to himself, Beka was not the kind of girl that would had scarves. He left the room only to return a few moments later with cuffs from the weapons bay and pulling her arms behind her back he placed them on her.

She lay on her stomach for only a few short minutes when he heard a pain filled moan escape her lips. She went to move her arms and when she found she could not, he watch as she rolled and sat up. Quickly looking for him.

He was there. In the corner of her darkened room. Her hands were cuffed and panic filled her. Her head swam and she felt like she was either going to black out or vomit. If she vomited, she hoped it was on his head. He would have fun getting it out of his long locks.

�Rebeka can you hear me?� He asked. He wanted her very aware of what he was going to say next.

She nodded slly, ly, her vision blurred and nausea hit her hard she had to close her eyes and take deep breaths to settle herself. She could hear him walk towards her. The mattress sank as he sat next to her. He once again grabbed her chin and she reluctantly met his eyes.

� You and I are going to sit here. Dylan will no doubt hail us in a minute. My fleet will be here in a few short minutes and when they do Dylan will be forced to retreat and leave you. You are mine now. I oou aou and I will do with you as I please. This is the price you pay for your betrayal . If you do not corporate I will force you. I have no qualms about harming you. Do you understand? �

�Go to hell Tyr.� She hissed. Before he could respond the alarm rang to let them know that they were being hailed. Tyr smiled and grabbed Beka�s shoulder length hair and pulled her to the cock pit of the Maru. He forcefully sat her in the pilots chair and pushed the necessary button to respond to Dylan�s hail.
A board the Andromeda Dylan�s jaw clenched and unclenched as he waited for the response to his hail . He wanted more than anything to she Beka�s face on the other end of that screen with Tyr out on the floor, but the realist in him told that this was not the image that he would be greeted with. He knew that Beka was in trouble and he cursed himself for not being prepared for this. He should of know better. For once the man with a thnd bnd back up plans hadn�t had one.

�They are responding Captain.� Rommie�s voice broke him from his thought his eyes snapped to the screen and he drew in a shaky breath.

�On screen.� Tyr�s face was what he saw. Something inside him broke and his gritted his teeth in order to hold some control. Tyr saw it.

�Something the matter Dylan? I was not the face you were expecting?�

Tyr�s voice held that damn confidence in it that Dylan hated.

�Where is she?� Dylan said his voice not betraying what his face did.

�Your snitch is right here.� The screen enlarged and Dylan heard Harper�s breath hitch. Nobody else responded though he knew that they were all think the same as he. They had to get Beka back. Her right eye was a deep purple and almost swollen shut. Her lip on the same size was enlarged and was crusted with dried blood. She looked pale and distraught. Her arms shifted slightly and he noticed that they were manacled together.

She wouldn�t look at the screen she was too afraid that the look on her crew mates faces would be one she would never be able to forget. She had enough horrible memories and needed no more.

�Beka is no longer a member of you�re crew Captain Hunt. She belongs to me and is no longer your concern.� With that Tyr cut the connection.

Immediately Dylan barked orders to get the connection back but there was no responses to their hails. Dylan slammed his hand down on the console iont ont of him. His body shook with an anger he hadn�t felt in over 300 years. Not since Rhade had betrayed him. Suddenly a blaring sound screamed thought the silence that possessed the ship.

�Tyr�s fleet is closing in on our position.� Rommie announced.

�Damn, battle stations.� Dylan said.

�No!� Trance blurted out. Dylan turned to look at her.

�Dylan,� she said walking towards him. �I need you to trust me. I know you will not like what I have to say, but if we battle here we risk causing damage to other universes or we could be pulled into a different dimension and never find our way out. I need you to pull away. We will get Beka back but now is not the time.� Dylan began to protest but he knew better. If Trance said to trust her, he would. She knew things that he did not and she knew what not getting Beka back in time could mean.

�Rhade get us out of here.�

Beka�s heart sank deep in her chest as she watched the Andromeda slipstream. They would be back for her eventually. It was the events that could happen between now and that time that she feared.

Two days later back on Tyr�s new home world Beka lay awake in bed. All of Tyr�s attendant�s had been told that they were to leave her alone in less otherwise instructed. It had been hours since Tyr had left. He had beat her. Leaving her broken and bloody. A medical technician had seen to her wounds with a salve that burned, yet caused her to heal rapidly. Lucky for her Tyr had yet to do any permanent damage. The door to the room opened and Beka�s heart quickened. Was he back so soon? A young dark-haired women turned the corner to the where she was kept and she told her in a soft voice that she had been sent to bathe her and help her ready herself for the lord. Beka snorted. The lord, AKA Tyr. Damn his head was full of hot air.

The young women unshackled her from the bed and quickly replace them on her wrists. Apparently Tyr had told this girl to be careful around her.

She was led to a large over decorated bathroom. In the middle sat a huge bathtub large enough to hold two people the size of Tyr. There was a area in the far right corner with a large free standing shade. She could see the outline of a toilet. In the other corner was a matching shade and over the top of it was several towels and shiny crimson material that she assumed was a bath robe. To her left was a long marble counter top that held numerous bathing and beauty products. The floor was a marble tile that held deep crimson flecks in it as well as gold and silver ones. If the circumstances were different she would of marveled in the beauty that surrounded her. The young woman unshackled her and told her to undress. She also told her that by order she was to use the two guards outside the door to convince Beka to do as told. Then she did something Beka did not expect. She apologized. She told her that Tyr held control over her and if she did not follow orders her children�s lives were in danger. Beka could not help but feel for the girl. She couldn�t have been older than 20.

�Do you know what he plans for me tonight?� Beka asked painfully removing her shirt.

�No, I am sorry I do not. I wish I could help you.� Beka saw truth in her eyes. Beka just laughed to herself. Tyr was up to something.

Beka went to remove her bra but found she could not. It hurt to much. The salve may of closed her wounds and helped them heal quicker but it did nothing for the pain.

She soon felt timed hand on her back and the young girl whispered her apology yet again.

�Why?� Beka asked. She turned to face the girl and let the bra drop to the floor. She began to unbutton her pants.

�Why what?� the girl asked. She bent over to pick up Beka�s shirt and bra off the floor and stood meeting her eyes.

�Why are you sorry?�

Beka watched as tears filled the girls eyes. �I have been where you are before. Neither of my two children where my choice. I was raped each time but a man who took care of me. I worked for him and in turn he didn�t throw me out on the streets with no money or food. I had to take his beating and sexual attacks because I had to survive.� Her voice shook at the end of her short story and Beka felt her heart cry for her. It could have been Beka standing there if she hadn�t of had the Maru and the skills to run it.

Beka felt the warmth of the bath water sink into her skin, her muscles and to her bones. Taking away every ache and pain that her body carried. The girl and her had not spoken since the confession she had made. Instead they sat quietly. After a few minutes the girl asked her what scent Beka would prefer she wash her hair with. She named the ones that were there and Beka chose. When the girl tried to wash her hair for her she refused and said she could do it herself but even that task proved to be too much. With out question the girl sat on the edge of the tub and washed Beka�s hair. She finished bathing her and helped her out and dry off as well.

Going behind the screen on the left and returning the girl produced a white pair of cotton draw string pants and a matching white tank top.

While Beka dressed the girl stood putting together the things necessary to do her hair.

�What is you�re name?� Beka asked.

The girl looked at her with a small smile on her face, � Amanda.�

�And you�re kids names?�

At that the small smile grew, �Devon and Mitchell. Devon is 5 and Mitchell is 2. I doregrregret having either of them only the manner they were conceived. They are very good boys and I consider myself lucky to be able to go home to them every night.�

Beka gave Amanda a smile so young to have been thought so much was all she could think. Beka sat on the plush white vanity chair and let Amanda dry her hair. However as soon as she was done she replaced the hand cuffs and opened the door to the bathroom. The guard there took Beka by the arm and led her back to the room she was kept in.

The bedding had been changed and the large wall window had been open to allow the sun and fresh air in. The guard cuffed her back up to the bed and left.

Once again she lay alone with her hands cuffed to the head board. With nothing else to do but wait, she soon fell asleep.
Beka awoke several hours later. She was freezing. Night fall had come and the wind that blew into her room was a cold wind. She could smell and hear the rain falling outside. Lighting flashed and soon a shaking thunderclap raged thought the sky.

She didn�t hear the door open and was caught of guard when Tyr appeared by her bed. He was soaking wet. Had he been caught in the storm.

�Beka, tonight you and I being thxt pxt part of your punishment.� He said. He walked over and closed the window and drew the heavy drapes shut. On his way back across the room he peeled off his shirt and it landed with a sickening plop on the marble floor. His leather pants soon followed. He came over to the bed and removed her pants and threw them into the pile with his own. Goose flesh trailed her legs as the warmth of his large hand met with her frozen skin. In the dim light she could see steam rising from his skin. The cold rain was reacting to the warmth of his flesh. She was left in her white cotton panties and her white cotton tank top. He reached over her and undid her restrains. Immediately she pulled her legs up to her intending to pull them under her. He grabbed her ankle and pulled her towards the edge of the bed. He pushed himself between her legs and she shivered as his naked erection met with her core. Using one hand he pinned her arms above her head and with his other he grasped her chin forcing her to look at him.

�Since you have shown no qualms about sharing my bed, you will share it tonight. You will do everything you are told or I will punish you. I have other way of making you summit to me Rebeka than just beating you. Do you understand? �

�Fuck off Tyr� She spat.

He smiled and ground his hips into her heat making direct contact with her clitoris. Against her will she gasped at the contact.

�Understand� This time it wasn�t a question.

Beka nodded thought he could see in her eyes that she would not give in easily and he excepted nothing less.

�I am wet from the rain Rebeka. Dry me off.� He said. He released her and back up slightly. She immediately pulled herself up.

She knew she would regret the answer to this question but asked anyway �With what?�

Tyr�s naked self walked over and sat down in the deep black plush chair with his legs spread he leaned back so he could she her expression to his response.

�Your tongue.�

Beka sat still. She knew he was expecting a reaction. A off the wall one that would get her punished. But Beka for her credit, was a fast learner. She stood and walked over to Tyr. She didn�t want to do this but there were worse things that he could do to her or make her do. She, for now would put up with his shit. She would have her revenge.

Beka straddled his waist, hovering mere inched above his erection. She started on the right side of his face at the hair line. Slowly she licked every drop of moisture she could find. Moving too the other side and down to his lips. She circled his mouth with her tongue, avoiding his lips all together. She worked her way down his chin and too his neck, making sure she captured every drop. Next his chest, his hardened muscles rippled underneath her touch and he groaned when she circled each nipple but didn�t take them into her mouth. She moved down over his abdomen and down his thighs making sure she missed nothing. When so was done she stood. Her arms crossed over her chest a smug smile on her face.

He looked up at her and said �You missed a part�

She knew that the part he was referring to was his raging erection. Her smile grew larger as she walked back towards the bed and sat down. �Not I didn�t. Your not wet there.�

Quickly he got up with a growl he shoved her onto her back and ripped the remained of her clothes off. She thrashed wildly. She may not be much in the way of sheer strength compared to him but she could put up one hell of a fight. She managed a punch to his face before he captured her hands in one of his and force them to the bed. She felt pride surge in her chest as blood trickled from his lip. But is was soon squelched. Tyr crashed those same lips on hers and forced her mouth open. His tongue invading her mouth and taking possession of every recess he could find. She bucked against him forgetting how close they here to joining and regretted it when his mouth crashed harder against hers.

He found the shackles and placed her wrists in them. With both his hands now free he painfully grasped her waist. Digging his fingers in with a bruising force. Beka whimpered into his mouth. He broke the kiss and her chest heaved bringing oxygen back into her lungs. One hand left her hips and pulled her legs open wider. He plunged a finger into her and found she was dry. She bit down on her lip to keep from crying out in pain.

�I told you Rebeka that there were other ways to punish you besides beating you.� His thumb suddenly brushed against her clitoris and despite herself she bucked against his hand.

�You will beg me. me.� He whispered into her ear.

Beka shivered at his words but responded �Not fucking likely.�

Suddenly his thumb began a slow dragging pace against her clit and she knew him meaning. He was going to make her want him. Her body was already betraying her as she became wet. At this he moved his finger in and out of her matching the pace his thumb was setting. Damn him.

He slowly quickened the pace, soon adding another finger in her and then another. She could feel it starting, that deep heat in her belly. Her insides became tight crying out for release. She could feel her inner muscles begin to milk his fingers and she knew that she was close. She fouthe the urge to moan at the feelings he was causing. She was about to hit her peak when he stopped. The pressure of his thumb left her and the fingers in her stilled. After a minute he with drew his fingers and once again held her hips in place.

He lowered his head between her legs. He hands sliding down till they rested atop her thighs. Ready to hold her in place if necessary. His tongue licked its way from the bottom of her core to her clit and begin a slow stabbing rhythm intermittently pulling it between his teeth and rolling it. Again she felt herself tighten and again she was denied her release. Over an over he tormented her his tongue and when she tried to pull away his arms held her in place.

Twenty minutes later Beka was gasping for air no longer holding her moans back she had lost all control but still refused to beg him. Tyr showed no signs of stopping he would get what he wanted before he gave her what she wanted.

He began again licking and sucking her clit. He pushed a finger inside over her, her walls immediately clamping down on him. He rotated his hand so his palm was up and with his finger he made a �come here� motion. He heard her gasp at this new sensation and knew he had found her g-spot. Suddenly he quickened his place and she started bucking against him. She came close and he stopped. This time she cried out.

�Tyr� she panted �I can�t�.. no more��

�Tell me what I want to hear and I will end it.� He said against her, dragging his tongue slowly up her lips. He again started his finger in her and she snapped. Her control gone.

�Please Tyr�. Please finish it, I need you..�

With that he plunged his straining member deep within her and she came instantly. Crying out and panting, he released her hands and she quickly grabbed his upper arms digging her nails into the flesh. He waited for her to come down and began pumping into her. He hard no desire to take things slow and the pace was hard and fast. She brought her legs up around his waist. Her heals locking and digging into his back. Wet skin slapped against wet skin and he pounded into her with all his enhanced speed and strength.

The moans and keening noised she was making grew louder and louder as she neared the most intense orgasm of her life. Soon she screamed his name as she came over and over again. He quickly followed roaring her name as he released himself deep inside her. He collapsed on top of her. Both struggling to control their breathing. Beka succeeded much quicker than he. Her exhausted body pulled her into a deep sleep. After a few moments he lifted her into her arms and lay on the bed with her on top of him. He pulled the blanket over them, the whole time he remained deep within her. Quickly sleep over came him and he passed out, content.
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