The Fire Inside Read online

  The lights in the sky had taken on an unearthly purple hue, with blue flecks shooting across the stars. The purplish fire mixed and at times dominating the bright orange-red of the Inferno, and Alexa's now-open eyes took in a beauty she had never before witnessed. Zafir, statuesque in the firelight, traced the skyfire and his hands dropped away from the young girl's wrist and neck. She rubbed the raw skin of her wrist and she felt shame, shrinking away from the balcony towards the Master's chamber.

  “How have you done this?” He asked, still facing skyward, then spun to Alexa. “How can you have the power of the Inferno?” She backed up, scared of his intensity, her now-clumsy feet kicking the discarded wine bottle loudly across the stone floor. The half-naked girl shook her head slowly.

  “I don't. It is your power,” Alexa stepped backwards again, and he moved after her with a cat-like quickness, stalking her. “Your power is the only power, Master.” She said the words, but did not believe them. The mistrust in his eyes said it all . . . the bishop had no idea where the flowery blue and violet flames came from, and that meant . . . it was her power. She stopped moving and squared her shoulders defiantly, baiting him. He bit, hard, spinning the girl and pushing her hard against his four-posted bed, her shins pounding painfully against the hardwood. Eyes focusing on the bundle of pillows and quilts, she was startled to find another girl already laying amongst them. When did she come in? She wondered, and quickly realized she had been there all along, sleeping. Alexa's jealousy struck forth. Was this his concubine? A whore? Did he fuck her just before he fucked me?

  He barked a curse at the other woman, who stirred but did not rise. He ordered her out and she scampered to her feet, nearly falling over clumps of discarded robes. Alexa allowed herself a vampish grin at being chosen before she felt his rough hands on her ass. Long fingers probed her slit from behind, and the bishop suddenly realized she had bled profusely during their sex. “You were an innocent?” He asked, but before her response, he satisfied his own question. “No longer. You are now a woman. My woman.”

  The tip of his cock pressed into her from behind, and she gasped loudly at the violation. His long penis pushed all the way into her womb and Alexa pushed her ass hard against him, feeling his pubic bone and his heavy balls resting against her. She moved her body slowly, trying to grow accustomed to his hot manhood stretching her inside. Zafir, watching her gyrations, was overcome with lust, and he leaned hard into her, pounding her against the bed. His hand wrapped in her curls, pulling her head back, and he braced himself inside her, pushing and pulling as his pleasure dictated.

  Alexa was in ecstasy again. These sensations were familiar but so different, the compartmentalized violence making her feel blissfully used, needed. Her head jerked back with the tense massage of each hair pull, something she never knew would bring her pleasure. In addition to that sharp sensation, the pain at her maidenhead had returned, but mixed with her bruised shins, wrist, and neck, each pain felt like a seasoning that enhanced the pleasure deep inside her. She heard the Master grunt and groan, and wondered for the first time if he would come inside her. Zafir has no heirs. Can I give this man an heir? The next thrashing pump into her shook the girlish thought free, and she focused on her own pleasure, her clit hot and swollen, teased by each slap of his balls against its tender flesh. She didn't think she would come again like this, but that wouldn't stop her from trying.

  Swiftly he was outside of her, and she was picked up and flipped onto her back. Her eyes focused on the canopy of the huge bed just as she saw the flash of silver. Zafir had a blade in his hand! She scrambled, legs kicking, but he leaned his weight against her, his forearm on her chest. “Relax, my pet,” he whispered. His deft hand moved the blade to her hipbone and cut upward, tearing into the soft, tight leather of her Collector's uniform. The contents of her pockets spilled reagents as she felt the tip of the knife scrape skin away from her ribs. The knife cut along her breastbone, freeing her firm breasts from their confines. Her nipples were immediately erect as the cold steel shone near Alexa's chest, but Zafir did not take notice. Instead he leaned back onto her with his forearm barring her from moving. Her eyes locked onto his, a million miles away as he entered her again, rhythmically pumping into her wetness. Now he was using her, mowing into her body with reckless abandon, and no words would slow his pleasure. Sweat pooled in her navel as she felt his cock pulsing inside her, ready to explode at any moment.

  “Come inside me,” she heard herself say, “give it to me.” He grunted loudly and she felt his load burrowing into her just as he pulled out, the sound of her wetness alive in her ears. She looked down at his throbbing cock and saw its thick white fluid spew forth, teeming with orange flame. The fire landed on her pubic hair, her stomach, her breasts, each spurt of ejaculate brighter and hotter than the last. She braced herself for pain and charred flesh, but the fire just spilled across her skin like a living thing, warming her flesh but not hurting her. As she watched one of the uniform's leather straps, now dangling free, curled and caught aflame. She reached it with her fingers, tentative, and realized even that flame would not hurt her. Alexa tugged at the ribbons of what had been her Collector's uniform and words caught in her throat. “My uniform,” she started.

  “You will not need it,” Zafir responded, now standing straight and looking down on her smoldering nakedness, “You are an Apprentice now. You will learn in the Spire.”

  END OF BOOK ONE

  FROM THE AUTHOR

  Thank you for downloading and reading “The Fire Inside”, the first book in the “Master of the Elements” series. I hope you’ve enjoyed meeting Alexa and plan on following the rest of the story with “The Education of Alexa”, available now from most retailers.

  If you enjoyed the book, I would love to see your review online. If you didn’t enjoy it, or simply have a comment that you’d like me to read, feel free to email me at [email protected]. I appreciate any and all feedback. My books are not for everyone, but if you tell me what you like the best (or the least), my future work may benefit.

  To check out my other books, visit your favorite retailer’s Paris Zane Page.

  To find out when Paris Zane has a new series available that you may be interested in, or to receive free promotions from the author, join the newsletter!

  Paris Zane’s Newsletter