Chapter 1: Opening Image
It was Lara's first time in India. She had been all around the world, the famous Lara Croft, the Tomb Raider, the Adventurer, the Heiress. She'd been to the most exotic places on the planet, seen sights that few people even dreamed of, and done things that could only be described as truly insane. But she had never been to India, and though she had traveled the world, it was this place she was most excited to see.
She had a hotel reservation in Jaipur, a city she knew nothing about and had no particular desire to go to. That would simply be her cover. She was flying into the country under the name Laura Wilson, a wealthy socialite looking for some excitement and adventure in a place where she was not so famous. But the city wasn't important. The hotel was not the place she was most looking forward to, for it was only a brief stop. No, what had her truly excited was a small, rural village in a part of the country most visitors overlooked, a place so remote it would be unlikely anyone would recognize her or even care. She could have simply gone there, but it was not the way she operated. If there was one thing she had learned over the years it was that there was a lot of truth in the old saying that you get more with honey than vinegar.
She didn't have anything to declare, which was good, as she was carrying a pistol and several knives in her bags, all of which she had permits for. She had learned from experience that it was best to travel light, so she had only brought what she felt was strictly necessary. As soon as she got to the hotel room she unpacked, laying her weapons on the bed.
The Glock was standard fare, nothing special, but a solid handgun, reliable, and with a low recoil. It was also relatively compact, and though it lacked a high-capacity magazine it could be easily concealed. The Desert Eagle was another story. The Israeli-made pistol was powerful, and while it did have a high capacity magazine it was not particularly easy to conceal. Its firepower, however, made up for its shortcomings, and Lara could always use the holster to keep it concealed underneath her shirt.
The knives were simple, but they did the job. She had a hunting knife, a tactical blade, and a throwing knife, and that was all she felt she would need. A girl can never have too many knives, she thought to herself with a smile.
After making sure everything was in order, she sat down and opened her laptop. There were still a few arrangements to make. She had already reserved her flight to Mumbai, and she would arrange transportation from there to her destination. For that, however, she would need a car. She found the website of a rental agency and quickly put in her information, then closed her laptop and lay back on the bed.
It was evening, and she was exhausted from her long flight. She had left the UK the night before, and with the time difference, the long trip, and the time spent at customs and immigration, it had been a full day since she had slept. The bed was comfortable, and despite the jetlag, she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
She awoke early the next morning and quickly got dressed. She didn't have any plans for the day other than getting a car and heading to the village, and she wasn't sure how long that would take. It had been a while since Lara took some time for herself. Between her travels and her duties as a landowner and the heir to a family fortune, she was a busy woman. She's had no time for love or romance, and though she occasionally had the occasional one-night stand, she wasn't exactly what you'd call a sex fiend.
That didn't mean that she didn't think about it. In fact, she found herself thinking about it quite often, especially when she was alone. Her life was full of danger and excitement, and sometimes the adrenaline got to her. When she was younger, she had experimented with self-pleasure, but she had quickly learned that her own touch could not give her the pleasure she desired. She needed a man, and she wanted him to take control and make her scream.
She smiled to herself, thinking about the fantasy that played in her mind, imagining what it would be like if a man could really make her feel the way she wanted to feel.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. She got up and answered, and a woman stood in front of her holding a clipboard.
"Hello, ma'am. I have a car here for you."
"Oh, yes. Thank you." Lara smiled, stepping aside to let the woman into the room.
"Here are the keys. Everything seems to be in order. Have a nice day." The woman smiled and handed the keys to Lara.
"Thank you. You too."
"I love your accent. Are you British?"
"Yes. Thank you for noticing. It's a beautiful accent."
"It's a beautiful accent, and I must say, it's lovely on you."
"Oh, thanks! That's very sweet."
Lara smiled, taking a closer look at the woman. She was dressed in a uniform and had a nametag, which read Devi.
Lara's smile wavered slightly as she took in Devi's features more closely. There was something about her voice that didn't quite match her appearance. It had a deep, almost gravelly quality, which contrasted sharply with her otherwise delicate features. Devi was a tall woman with a strong build, and as Lara's eyes moved from her face to her broad shoulders and muscular arms, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity.
"Thank you, Devi," Lara said, trying to keep her voice steady. "I appreciate the quick service."
Devi nodded and gave her a professional smile. "If you need anything else, ma'am, don't hesitate to call the front desk."
"I will, thanks," Lara replied, taking the keys and closing the door behind Devi. She stood there for a moment, thinking about the odd encounter. Her instincts, honed from years of navigating dangerous and unpredictable situations, told her that there was more to Devi than met the eye.
Shaking off her unease, Lara returned to her preparations. She packed her weapons carefully, making sure they were secure but easily accessible. She dressed in practical clothing: a black lace bra that cupped her breasts perfectly, a tight tank top that clung to her toned torso, a pair of dark denim shorts, and a pair of ankle boots. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and her makeup was minimal, just a bit of mascara and a hint of lip gloss.
Lara checked out of the hotel and made her way to the car parked outside. It was a sturdy SUV, perfect for the rough terrain she anticipated on her journey to the remote village. She climbed in, adjusted the mirrors, and started the engine. As she pulled out of the hotel parking lot, she glanced back at the building in the rearview mirror, a sense of anticipation building within her.
The drive to the village was long and winding, taking her through bustling city streets, expansive highways, and eventually, narrow, unpaved roads that cut through dense forests and rolling hills. Lara enjoyed the solitude, the peacefulness of the rural landscape a stark contrast to her usual fast-paced life.
After several hours of driving, she finally reached the village. It was a small, picturesque place, with quaint houses and lush greenery. The villagers went about their daily routines, seemingly oblivious to the presence of a stranger in their midst.
Lara pulled over to the side of the road and got out of the car. She walked towards the center of the village, taking in the sights and sounds. The air was thick with the smell of spices, and she could hear the chatter of the villagers as they went about their business.
Her day went as planned. She did not speak the language but with her charm, she was able to get the villagers to understand her. She was shown around the village and met with some of the elders, who welcomed her warmly. She was treated to a traditional meal and offered a tour of the surrounding countryside.
Lara was happy and satisfied. This was the type of adventure she loved, exploring unknown and exotic places, meeting people and experiencing new cultures. She was excited for what the next day would bring. Although the looks she was getting from the men in the village were somewhat intimidating, the women were very welcoming, and she was starting to feel right at home.
The sun was setting, and the sky was turning a brilliant orange. The heat had subsided, and a gentle breeze had started to blow. Lara felt relaxed and content. As she made her way back to her car, she couldn't help but smile. She was already looking forward to her next trip to the village.
It had been a successful day, and Lara was eager to return to the comfort of her hotel room. Lara approached the reception desk, her curiosity about Devi lingering. As she drew closer, she noticed Devi looking up and meeting her gaze with a hint of a smile.
"Hello again, Devi," Lara greeted warmly.
"Welcome back, ma'am," Devi replied, her tone professional but her eyes showing genuine interest. "How was your day in the village?"
"It was wonderful," Lara said, leaning casually on the counter. "The people were very welcoming, and the scenery was breathtaking. Thank you for the recommendation."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Devi said, her eyes twinkling. "The village has a certain charm, doesn't it?"
"It does," Lara agreed, her gaze lingering on Devi's. "But I have to say, coming back here is quite nice too."
Devi's smile widened slightly. "I'm happy to hear that. It's always nice to see a guest returning with a smile."
Lara chuckled softly. "Well, part of that is thanks to your helpful suggestions. You have a talent for making people feel welcome."
"Thank you, Lara," Devi responded, her voice softening as she used Lara's first name. "I try my best."
"You do more than that," Lara said, her eyes locking onto Devi's. "You have a way of making things feel... special."
Devi's cheeks tinged with a faint blush. "That's very kind of you to say. I enjoy making connections with our guests."
Lara leaned in a bit closer, lowering her voice. "And what about outside of work? Do you enjoy making connections then too?"
Devi hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching Lara's. "I suppose I do. Though it's not often I meet someone as intriguing as you."
Lara smiled, feeling a flutter of excitement. "Well, maybe we could continue this conversation somewhere more private."
Devi's eyes widened slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. "What do you have in mind?"
"How about a bottle of wine?" Lara suggested, her tone playful. "We could continue getting to know each other without the distractions of the lobby."
Devi smiled, the blush on her cheeks deepening. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. I'll bring a bottle up to your room in thirty minutes?"
"Perfect," Lara replied, her smile turning a bit more flirtatious. "I'm in room 305. I'll be waiting."
Devi nodded, her professional demeanor never faltering, though there was a noticeable spark of intrigue in her eyes. "Very well, Lara. I'll see you shortly."
Lara gave her one last lingering look before heading to the elevator. As she rode up to her room, she felt a thrill of anticipation. Once inside, she took a quick shower, freshening up and changing into a pair of lace panties and oversized t-shirt that hung off one shoulder. She had just finished brushing her hair when there was a knock at the door.
As soon as Lara opened the door, she felt a jolt of arousal. Devi was standing in the hallway, holding a bottle of wine and two glasses. She was dressed in a pair of tight-fitting jeans and a loose-fitting shirt, her hair hanging loose around her shoulders. She looked stunning. Her dark toned skin was radiant, and her eyes glimmered with excitement.
"Good evening, Lara," Devi greeted, her voice soft and inviting.
"Good evening, Devi," Lara replied, stepping aside and motioning for Devi to enter. "Please, come in."
Devi entered the room, her movements confident and graceful. She placed the bottle and glasses on the table and turned to face Lara. "Are you off-duty now?"
"I am," Devi replied, smiling softly. "As I'm sure you are."
"That's right," Lara agreed, moving closer and gazing at Devi with undisguised interest. "So, tell me, what are your plans for the evening?"
Devi's smile broadened as she met Lara's gaze, the air between them thickening with an unspoken tension. "Well, I don't have any particular plans," Devi replied, her eyes flicking over Lara's form briefly. "What about you?"
Lara's smile turned playful as she took a step closer, closing the distance between them. "I was hoping to share this bottle of wine and have a pleasant conversation. Maybe get to know you better."
Devi chuckled softly, a hint of shyness mixing with her confident demeanor. "That sounds nice. I must admit, you do make a compelling case."
Lara poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Devi, their fingers brushing briefly. She felt a spark at the contact, and from the way Devi's eyes darkened slightly, she knew she wasn't the only one. "Cheers," Lara said, raising her glass. "To unexpected connections."
"To unexpected connections," Devi echoed, clinking her glass against Lara's. They both took a sip, the wine smooth and rich on their tongues.
"So, Devi," Lara began, leaning against the table, her eyes never leaving Devi's. "Tell me a bit about yourself. What do you do when you're not charming guests at the hotel?"
Devi took a sip of her wine, her eyes thoughtful. "Well, I enjoy reading, mostly mystery novels. I also love hiking. The nature around here is stunning, and it's a great way to clear my mind."
Lara nodded, genuinely interested. "Mysteries, huh? I bet you're good at solving them."
Devi laughed, a soft, melodic sound. "I like to think so. It's always fun to try and figure out the twists before the story reveals them."
Lara tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "What about relationships? Are you currently seeing anyone?"
Devi's smile faded slightly, and she looked down at her glass. “No, I’m single,” Devi began, her voice tinged with hesitation. She looked at Lara with a mixture of vulnerability and resolve. “I want you to know this before we go any further: dating has been complicated for me because I’m a shemale.”
Lara listened attentively, not saying a word. Devi continued, a hint of nervousness creeping into her tone. "It's not easy finding someone who understands that and is okay with it. So, if you're not comfortable with the fact that I'm different from most people, then I completely understand."
Lara had heard of intersex people before, but she had never met one. She was curious, and her expression was warm and understanding. "Devi, I'm a woman who explores dangerous places and faces death every day. You're not the only one who's different."
Devi's features softened as she gazed at Lara. "That's a fair point," she said, a small smile returning to her lips.
Lara returned the smile, her eyes full of admiration. "I think you're incredibly brave. And beautiful. Your body is beautiful, and your soul is beautiful. Never doubt that."
Devi blushed, a hint of shyness mingling with the growing confidence in her eyes. "Thank you, Lara. That means a lot."
Lara took another sip of her wine, her gaze lingering on Devi. She admired the smooth skin, the sharp lines of her jaw, and the delicate curve of her neck. Devi's features were striking, and there was something about her that drew Lara in.
"Devi," Lara murmured, her voice low and husky. "I want to kiss you."
Devi's eyes widened slightly, and she swallowed hard. "Okay," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper.
Lara set down her glass and stepped closer, her hand reaching up to caress Devi's cheek. Their eyes locked, and Lara could see the desire simmering just below the surface. She leaned in, her lips brushing softly against Devi's. The kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly deepened as their tongues explored each other's mouths. Devi moaned, her hands wrapping around Lara's waist and pulling her closer.
The kiss became heated, and Lara could Devi's tongue exploring every corner of her mouth. Her hands roamed over Devi's back, feeling the strong muscles and the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her shirt. Lara moaned softly, her hips grinding against Devi's.
"Mmm, you taste so good," Lara murmured, her voice thick with desire.
Devi pulled back, her breathing heavy and her eyes dark with lust. "So do you, Lara," she said, her voice husky.
Lara gazed at her for a moment, she could feel her pussy getting wetter. It had been a long while since her pussy had any sort of action, and she was ready to experience it again.
"Do you want to touch me, Devi?"
"Yes," Devi answered without hesitation, her eyes blazing with desire.
Lara smiled, her voice a sensual purr. "Then touch me."
Devi didn't hesitate. She moved closer and captured Lara's lips in another passionate kiss, her hands exploring the curves of Lara's body. She could feel the heat radiating from Lara's skin, the softness of her breasts, the firmness of her ass. It was intoxicating.
Devi's hands roamed over Lara's body, finding their way underneath her shirt. She could feel the silky smoothness of Lara's skin, the goosebumps forming on her flesh. Lara moaned, arching into Devi's touch, her nipples hardening beneath her shirt.
"You're so sexy, Lara," Devi murmured, her breath hot against Lara's ear.
"So are you," Lara replied, her hands caressing Devi's firm breasts over her work shirt.
Devi moaned, her nipples hardening beneath Lara's touch. She could feel the heat pooling in her groin, her cock growing harder by the second. She couldn't help but grind her hips against Lara, the friction driving her wild.
"Suck my tits" Lara breathed, her voice laced with desire.
Devi didn't need to be asked twice. She tugged Lara's shirt over her head, revealing her perky breasts and erect nipples. She bent down and took one of Lara's nipples into her mouth, sucking and licking gently. Lara gasped, her hands gripping the back of Devi's head, encouraging her.
"Mhmmmm, yes," Lara moaned, her head falling back in pleasure. "Circle your tongue around it."
Devi complied, swirling her tongue around the stiff bud, teasing it mercilessly. Lara gasped, her hips bucking, desperate for more friction.
"Oh god, Devi," Lara whimpered. "More, please."
Devi moved to the other nipple, lavishing it with the same attention, her fingers pinching and twisting the other. She could feel Lara's wetness soaking through her shorts, the smell of her arousal filling the air. Lara could feel Devi's hardned cock through her pants, her pussy dripping in anticipation.
"Do you want me to suck your cock?" Lara asked, her voice a low growl.
Devi groaned, her hands roaming over Lara's curves, gripping her ass firmly. "Fuck yes," she moaned.
Lara dropped to her knees, her fingers quickly unbuckling Devi's shirt. Devi's tits were just as impressive as the rest of her body, the smooth skin, firm nipples, and soft, round curves. Devi moaned as Lara cupped her tits, sucking and licking her nipples.
"Mhmm, fuck, that's good," Devi gasped, her hands gripping Lara's head.
"A chcik with a dick" Lara teased as her fingers moved lower, unbuttoning Devi's pants and tugging them down.
Devi's cock sprang free, the smooth shaft throbbing and leaking pre-cum. Lara licked her lips, her hand wrapping around the thick shaft.
"Mhmm, fuck yes, baby," Devi moaned, her eyes closing as she savored the sensation.
Lara began to stroke Devi's cock, her thumb swiping over the tip and spreading the pre-cum. She looked up at Devi, her eyes burning with desire. "Tell me what you want, baby," Lara said, her voice a seductive purr.
"Suck my cock," Devi moaned, her hands gripping Lara's head.
"Your wish is my command," Lara replied, her tongue circling the head of Devi's cock.
She took the entire length of Devi's cock into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked. Devi's head fell back, her hips thrusting into Lara's mouth.
"Oh fuck, Lara," Devi gasped, her body trembling with pleasure.
Lara continued to suck and lick, her hand stroking the base of Devi's cock. The sound of her slurping and moaning filled the room, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level.
"Oh god, Lara, I'm going to cum," Devi gasped, her balls tightening.
Lara's tongue flicked the sensitive underside of Devi's cock, her free hand fondling her balls. She could feel the heat radiating from her skin, the smell of her arousal thick in the air.
"Oh fuck, baby, I'm going to cum down your throat!" Devi cried out.
Lara sucked harder, her eyes locked onto Devi's. She could feel the tension in her body, the pulsing of her cock. Then, suddenly, she erupted, the first spurt of cum splashing against the back of Lara's throat. She swallowed, her hand stroking Devi's cock, coaxing every drop of cum from her balls.
"Oh fuck, that's good," Devi moaned, her hips thrusting into Lara's mouth.
Lara could feel the warmth spreading through her body, the aftershocks of her orgasm still rippling through her.
"Wow, save some for my pussy now , will you?" Lara said, half-jokingly.
Devi laughed, her body still trembling with pleasure. "Sorry," she said, catching her breath. "I couldn't help myself."
Lara grinned, standing up and kissing Devi deeply. "I know," she murmured, their bodies pressed close.
They stayed like that for a moment, their lips locked in a passionate embrace. Then, slowly, they began to undress each other, their hands roaming over each other's bodies.
Devi's fingers traced the curve of Lara's waist, lingering on the waistband of her shorts. Lara's hands caressed the firm muscles of Devi's back, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath her shirt.
"Fuck me"
Lara breathed, her voice desperate with need.
Devi's fingers hooked into the waistband of Lara's shorts, tugging them down her hips and revealing her smooth, shaven pussy. Lara stepped out of her shorts, kicking them aside as Devi led her towards the bed.
Lara's heart pounded in her chest as she lay back on the bed, Devi's eyes burning with desire as they raked over her naked form.
She felt vulnerable, exposed, but there was also an excitement, a thrill that ran through her body as she spread her legs, inviting Devi to take what she desired.
Devi wasted no time. Her hands caressed Lara's thighs, her fingers tracing the curve of her hips as she moved closer to the object of her desire. Lara couldn't help but shiver at the touch, her pussy clenching with anticipation.
"You're so beautiful," Devi murmured, her breath hot against Lara's skin.
She leaned down, her lips brushing against Lara's inner thigh. Lara gasped, her hips bucking as she felt Devi's tongue trace the curve of her leg.
Devi's hands moved higher, parting Lara's pussy lips as her tongue began to explore. Lara moaned, her hips lifting off the bed as the sensation of Devi's tongue against her clit sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Devi was a master at what she did, her tongue flicking and circling Lara's clit with a precision that drove Lara wild.
Lara's hands clutched the sheets, her back arching off the bed as she felt herself approaching the edge of climax. She could feel her pussy growing wetter with each passing second, her arousal building to a crescendo.
"Please, Devi, don't stop," Lara gasped, her voice hoarse with desire.