Wars and victories

BY : b5delenn
Category: 1 through F > Andromeda
Dragon prints: 2913
Disclaimer: I do not own Andromeda, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Six months later Beka knew with no doubts some things: she love Rhade and she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. This last thought scared her but she had never been so sure about anything. However there was a detail about Rhade that she couldn’t forget. She knew the ‘gentleman lover’ Telemachus, but she wanted to see the instinctual one too.
She was on the Maru with Trance and Rommie. She needed a girls-talking about this. Besides she couldn’t talk about this with Harper or Dylan. She laughed just imagining the face of Dylan if she told him about her sexual affairs with Rhade.
“Then you’re going to do it” Trance seemed to find it funny.
“Don’t you have enough with the sexual development of Rhade?” Rommie raised her eyebrows.
Beka answered, “of course I have but…hey wait, what do you know about our sexual life? Do you spy us?” Beck saw how Rommie’s smile grew as she talked.
“Six months ago you and Rhade were in Obs deck and…you forgot privacy mode. Both of you seemed plenty satisfied”
“Divine this is great. I hope you enjoyed with the show” Beka grinned, “Fine, forget that. Let’s go to the present problem”
Still smiling Rommie began her speech “I have studied all data about nietzschean physiology and culture. I am not going to bore you with that. You just must know nietzschean male is very proud of the control over his body responses. It won’t be easy to put Rhade over his bounds”
Beka seemed worried “Yeah, I know, as usually nietzscheans supermen with their enhanced senses and blah blah blah. But the question is: would he be dangerous if he would lose control? I mean, would he attack me or something like that? I don’t wanna see a psycho nietzschean on my bed”
Rommie smiled again, “You won’t be in danger. When a nietzschean male loses his self-control he just can’t fight against his primary instincts of reproduction but he would never hurt the female. However he will take his mate, no matter whatpenspens and he won’t stop until…” she arched an eyebrow, “…adrenaline goes down”
“It sounds funny” Trance said smiling, “now you have to make your plan, using his weakness against him”
“Well” Beka gazed them, “he is a little…possessive…”

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Two days later they arrived to Tarazed for a diplomatic meeting. ‘Another bored discussion’ was the opinion of Beka. However when Dylan gave them all a free week she thought it was perfect for her plans.
Rhade wanted to visit his family and he insisted Beka went with him. She surprised again with the customs of Tarazed’s nietzscheans. They gave her a warm welcome. Beka was especially impressed with the mother of Rhade, a proud woman but without the arrogant behaviour of other nietzschean females she had known. She also could see another facet of Rhade when he was playing with his nephews. She thought he seemed to be an excellent father.

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Rhade sat near her with a baby on his arms, his last nephew. The child raised the arms towards her.
“You like him. Take him”
Her eyes widened “Are you crazy? I could ‘break’ him!”
He laughed “Come on Beck, He is a child not a bomb” He put the baby over her lap. The child watched her with curious eyes, his hand playing with her finger. He began to cry and for a moment Beck was terrifying. Then she put him against her chest and he stopped his cries.
Rhade watched her prideful “You see, you like him. You’ll be the best mother” loo looked at him, her eyebrows raised, but the baby was asleep so she didn’t tell him anything about so surprising revelation.

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This night Rhade was waiting her in the bar of their hotel. He dressed in black. His muscular body attracted the seen of some women and he smiled with satisfaction. Then he looked to the door and his smile froze. Beka was on the doorframe. She wore a shoulder-strap short dress like a second skin. The colour was intense blue and the fabric was transparent on a great oval over her stomach. Her back was naked and just a short piece of fabric covered her ass. A pair of stiletto-heeled sandals highteghted her long legs. Her lips had a tempting glow and her eyes sensuously flashed. No doubt she was sending a silence message to all males.
Rhade looked quickly around and saw all males watching her. He growled: she was trying to make him jealous, fine she had succeed. She approached him and all eyes followed her.
Rhade mouth watered, his eyes dangerous flashing around him.
“I’m ready Telemachus” She had a triumph smile. Her plan was working. She watched him as he covered his face with his I-am-under-control façade.
“I see…you are lovely” His eyes ran over her body, asking himself if she had chosen that dress to torture him or something else.
During the dinner they spoke about his family and Tarazed customs and culture. However, Rhade was distracted. He could see the other men watching Beka. He casually spread his bone blades, a silence warning for them. When he looked at her he found her playful gaze.
“Telemachus, something wrong with your bone blades?” she asked, “do you want to kill someone?”
He intently watched her and whispered, “Are you interested in my…wishes?”
“Always Telemachus”
“Then I’ll tell you”, his whisper was now full of lust, “I want to put you over the table and wrench that dress from you. I want to buck up inside you until yannoannot breath. I want to show all males who are watching you that you are…” he avoided to say ‘mine’ “with me”
He smelt her arousal and clenched his teeth. Damn, other nietzschean males in the room could notice it too and she knew it.
“Hmmm, that wouldn’t be very diplomatic but very fun. Tell me one think Telemachus, are you aroused?”
He raised the eyebrows “what do you think Beka?” He raised, “Dance?”
They went to the dance floor. He wrapped her waist and she put her hands over his shoulders. They moved slowly, their bodies grazing. He kissed her but soon she broke the kiss, his mouth still hungry of hers.
“Yeah I see you are aroused” she whispered on his ear as she felt his hardness.
“You noticed it since I saw you with this dress”, his mouth grazed her ear “what is this game Beka?”
“There is no game” She smiled herself.

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After dinner Beka insisted to go for a walk on the beach. She usually hated planets but she liked beach. Besides, she must continue with the plan. It definitively was working.
Rhade became impatient. At that moment he didn’t want to walk anywhere. Actually he just wanted Beka naked over the bed. He thought she was trying to make him crazy. She barely kissed him and just grazed his body.
After two hours of torture they went to hotel. At that moment Rhade was focussing his attention to control himself.

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As the door of their room closed Rhade pulled Beka against him and anxious crushed his mouth over her lips. For a moment she abandoned herself on his arms. Then she abruptly broke the kiss and aparted him. He quickly breathed, fighting against his instincts.
She undressed his jacket and his shirt. She opened a box over the table and Rhade’s eyes widened as he saw two double helix.
“Telemachus Rhade I want you as my mate”, it was not a proposal, it was a fact.
His eyes were full of pride and love “I accept you as my mate Rebecca Valentine”
She put the biggest helix on his arm and the other one on hers.
Rhade exciting grew as he realized she had chosen as her mate. He felt his body burning, hungry of hers but she spoke before he could take her on his arms
“Now hear this, my dear mate. Tonight I command” He barely nodded, fighting with his own desires. He was going to teach her, HIS mate, the meaning of nietzschean self-control and when she begged for him…then he teach her other things. He stood waiting her orders.
Beka turned her back on him and moved away, giving him a total view of her back. She looked at him over her shoulder as she slowly began to slide down the straps of her dress. He watched her bare back, then her lower body. She wore a dark blue g-string. Rhade deeply breathed as he closed his fist to contain the temptation to clench her buttocks. She turned and stood in front of him. Now she was torturing him with the view of her rich breasts, her pink hard nipples, her firm stomach, the barely covered apex between her legs. He clenched his teeth as his erection pressed his pants.
Beka turn again and began to light candles all around the room. Every candle she lighted was an amount of patient that he lost. Finally she turned off the lamp, just the flames of the candles caressing her body.
“Well Telemachus”, she gazed him, “do you like what you see?”
He tried to answer but he just growled.
“Hmmm…I suppose it is a yes” Shewledwled over the bed and she lied on her back. “I want you to give me a feet massage”
Rhade didn’t believe his luck. He had more than an ace up his sleeve and this was one of them. He sat on the bed and slowly took off her sandals, stroking her feet. He saw a perfumated oil bottle on the table and he put some on his hands. He began to massage one foot, his strong hands pressing, firm agile fingers stroking her muscles.
Beka felt a heating arousal asmassmassaged her feet. She moaned as sensations fludded over her. She asked herself how many more secrets hid her mate.
When Rhade was working with the other foot she was moaning, arching up, her breath and pulse quickly rising. He watched her as she slid one hand under her string. The familiar scent of her aroused sex enveloped him. He tried to focus his attention on her feet but her hand moving under the string attracted his eyes. He licked her foot fingers and she loudly cried, two fingers of her hand inside her wet core.
“Telemachus…stop, stop now”, she gasped. She must be careful or she would lose her resolution. He could be very persuasive.
“Stand up” Rhade did as she ordered. She went to the floor on her knees, gazing his body with hers. She took off his shoes and unfastened his pants, barely touching him. Then she undressed his pants and his shorts grazing his shaft with her fingertips. He raised one leg, then other to undress totally. He quickly breathed and closed his eyes as she stroked his muscular thighs with her mouth. She licked his length and he trembled.
“You will use your hands when I’ll order you”, she said when he put his hands on her blonde hair. He obeyed her, closing his fists.
Rhade was hardly fighting against his instincts. His mind ordered him to maintain control his his body but that diabolic woman overwhelmed his senses. He gasped when she softly sucked his balls. He couldn’t contain a plea.
“Beka…please…don’t”, she was playing with him, he wanted to please her but she didn’t command it.
She didn’t answer as she took him inside her mouth, her tongue generous licking the head of his shaft. He knew he couldn’t stand that more time, he almost was climaxing when she suddenly stopped. He deeply breathed trying to calm down but she didn’t give him a break. She sucked and bit his hard stomach, heating him. She stood up and continued towards his pecs, biting his male nipples almost painfully. She sucked and bit his neck, hard flesh under soft skin. She turned around him to admire his back, stroking his muscular ass. At that moment Rhade was openly growling, Beka felt his body burning.
“Telemachus, lie on the bed” He followed her command, his back over the sheets. She took a rope under the bed. When she saw his eyes widened she asked, “Are you frighten a human woman tie you?” He intently gazed her as he put his hands at both sides of his head. She tied him to the bed. He realized the ties were firm and strong. It wouldn’t be easy to break it, even for a nietzschean.
She sat on the bed and used the perfumed oil to massage his feet. He quickly felt like hundred hands stroking all his body. Damn she knew some “secret tecnics” too. He was calling her name between gasp. He knew she was hot and wet, he smelt it but now he was in her hands, vulnerable. She stopped the massage when he barely could breathe. Then she stood and undressed the string. Now he watched her entire naked body, damped red curls between her legs. Her eyes flashed with lust as she crawled over him, her wet folds stroking his chest. She watched him.
“now,now, Telemachus, you will give me pleasure as only you can do” She separated her legs supporting her weight with her knees. Then she put her folds over his mouth. He frantic sucked her damp folds, licking inside her as he heard her cries, he felt himself like a voracious hunter devouring his prey. His hard shaft grew painfully hearing her pleasure but she abruptly moved away, gasping, before she had climaxed. He anxious tried to remove the ties to give her all the pleasure but he could not.
“BEKA…PLEASE…!” For all answer he received a playful smile from her mouth.
She went down and put her sex over his length, rubbing her clit against it. Her folds wet his shaft and Rhade closed his eyes feeling all his body trembling, he needed to get inside her now.
“PLEASE…I COULDN’T CONTROL MYSELF MORE, BEKA”
She sucked his hardness but she didn’t give him time to come. Then she sat on a chair in front of the bed. She spread her legs as he could see her curls and she began to masturbate. She slid two fingers inside her tights, in and out, biting her lip. Then she rubber clr clit as she cried. Her arousal scent filled all room.
Rhade watched her, anger and desire knocking him. She was his mate, HIS mate. He would give her pleasure, he would fill her until she couldn’t beg for more. Self-control definitively abandoned him and instincts overwhelmed. He barely noticed the pain when he broke the ties of his hands. He rushed over her growling as he caught her wrists and hurled her over the bed. He fell over her, holding her wrists over her head and he impaled her with a hard thrust. He heard her crying of pain but at this moment he just couldn’t stop. He was taking his mate, buried inside her with enhanced speed and strength.
Beka didn’t expect Rhade could break the rope. She had planned to untie him when she thought he was ready. As he sink inside her she couldn’t avoid a pain cry, it had been too sharp but quickly the pain went out and a new burning pleasure came over her. Somehow she felt something exploding inside her, his length stroking her core in a different way. New, continuous, too much pleasure, an endless climax. Her eyes blurred and her fingernails scratched his back as she noticed he released her wrists.
Rhade was buried frantic inside her, his mate, feeling him deeper inside her wet core. Her tights continuously clenched enveloping his huge shaft, her cries of pleasure as a gift for his ears. Her fingernails were scratching his back, glorious animal marks in his flesh. She was spreading her legs, opening as much as she could, begging him for more. He didn’t know how many times hlledlled her with his seed. He just wanted to give her more, to take her more…
Beka had lost the idea of time, she barely could breath, her body shuddering in pleasure as he continued thrusting inside her. After a long time she realized him sharply twitching, slowly stopping his thrust. His shaft was still inside her body when he fell over her, sweating and gasping.

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Slowly Rhade got back to reality. He was still inside her and he noticed she was still recovering her breath pace. Her body was relaxed and stregthless under him. Damn, what had she done? She had forced him to lose control and now she probably thought he was some kind of sexual-psychotic animal. He rolled on his back and rubbed his eyes.
“Why did you do it?” he whispered.
Beka leant her head over his chest, “I wanted to see the hidden “nietzschean wild beast” in you and I don’t regret. It has been…” she kissed his pec, “the most intense experience in my life”
“WHAT?” Rhade abruptly rose off the bed and he looked at her incredously “Damn Beka, I practicarapprapped you. I have hurt you, I was out of control but I could hear you crying when I…Damn it!” He gazed her “This will never happen again”
She spoke, her eyes flashing “If you could hear the first cry then you could noticed the pleasure ones. Telemachus, don’t be stupid. You are my husband so COME BACK TO BED!” She saw his arrogant seen, “Please Telemachus” He lied on the bed and wrapped her body “Now listen Rhade. I love you and I want you this way. If you resist I’ll tie you every time and I torture you until you lose your infamous nietzschean self-control, okay?”
He incredously arched his eyebrows, “You like me taking you as an animal?”
“Are the perseid blue? Of course I like this. You have been so passionate, so intense. It was amazing!” She gazed him “You did something different, I mean, inside…”
A little smile grew on his face “You mean this?” He leant on his side and slid a finger inside her. She gasped as she felt again her tight burning with such an exquisite torment. He knew with precision where to stimulate her.
“Hmmm…ahhhh…what…how do you…”
His mouth grazed her ear as he whispered “G-spot, easy to find if you know where to look for” He watched her arching up, twitching and the beast inside him grew again. She didn’t want him to control and actually he didn’t want to control himself.
Soon he was hardly thrusting inside her…


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