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“Do I get to see you naked?” she shot back, arching her brows.
Reaching back with one hand, Tandor pulled off his top and tossed it aside. He opened the front of his pants and shoved them down to his knees. Then he spread his arms wide and said, “Your turn.”
Ansley stood there paralyzed by shock and fascination. Tandor’s entire body was sculpted and golden. He was perfectly proportioned and so symmetrical that he looked like a sculptor’s masterwork come to life. Her hungry gaze landed on his sex then darted away. Holy hell, were they all that big? His cock had been long and thick, the balls beneath large, but hairless. In fact, the hair on his head appeared to be the only hair on his entire body.
Tandor chuckled as he pulled up his pants. “She’s definitely a virgin.”
“Obey or you go back over my lap,” Jobek warned.
Hesitantly, Ansley raised her arms and allowed Tandor to remove her shirt. She couldn’t erase the image of his sex from her mind. How would that thing ever fit inside her? And if Tandor was that big, was Jobek even bigger? Tandor removed her bra as well and she stood before them naked.
“Lovely.” Jobek cupped one of her breasts and then the other. “Are your nipples sensitive? Do you pinch them when you pleasure yourself?”
She licked her lips and dragged her gaze back to his face. “What makes you think I pleasure myself?”
“If you are still a virgin at twenty-five, you doubtlessly pleasure yourself.” Rather than waiting for her to answer his question, he spread his legs and pulled her in between. Then he squeezed one of her breasts while his mouth latched on to the other.
She gasped then moaned, her head dropping back as the deep suction of his lips sent tingling heat spiraling through her abdomen. She hadn’t thought her nipples were sensitive until he started doing that. Each time he sucked, her clit twitched and tingled, reigniting her arousal.
Jobek switched to the other side and moved both his hands to her bottom. He squeezed the tender cheeks, pulling them apart until currents of air teased her back hole. The strange sensation made her shiver yet filled her with shame. She shouldn’t find anything back there pleasurable.
Without warning, Jobek spun her around and pulled her onto his lap. She cried out as her sore cheeks connected with his hard thighs. Shifting her legs to the outside of his, he opened her thighs by gradually spreading his legs. Then his hands stroked her front from neck to knees, leaving no inch of her skin unexplored.
One of his hands settled on her breast, his fingers pinching and pulling on her nipple. The other reached between her thighs and stroked her wet folds. “Did you like having Tandor’s thumb inside you?”
She was afraid to answer. Was he jealous of the other man?
Jobek swatted her pussy, dragging a shocked cry from Ansley’s throat. “You will answer immediately and truthfully when I ask a question. And don’t forget my title.”
“Yes, Commander. I liked the way he touched me.”
“Good. Then you’ll like this too.” He pushed one of his fingers into her core, slid it in and out several times then carefully added a second.
She groaned, grasping the arms of the seat. The heel of his hand put pressure on her clit as he slid his fingers in and out. It felt good, but it made her restless, needy. “More.” The whispered word slipped out of her as if of its own volition.
Jobek repositioned his hand and pushed into her with three fingers. The stretch stung, so she wasn’t sure if it was meant as pleasure or punishment. It didn’t really matter. It fed the dark passion gradually building within her, so she relaxed back against Jobek and let the sensations sweep her along.
“Yes,” she cried out softly and rocked onto his thrusting fingers. His hand rubbed over and pressed against her clit, pushing the pleasure higher.
Jobek’s other hand slid up to her throat and formed a firm collar. “Your pleasure belongs to us, mate. Your body belongs to us. This soft, wet pussy belongs to us.” He thrust faster and harder, illustrating his claim. “You came for Tandor. Now come for me.”
Resenting the implication, she tried to resist his mastery. Her body belonged to her. She would decide when and if she allowed herself to come.
With his fingers thrust deep inside her, Jobek ground the heel of his hand against her clit.
She cried out sharply as her body obeyed his silent command. Intense spasms gripped her core and flashes of light danced behind her tightly closed eyelids. His fingers withdrew from her drenched pussy and he brought them to her mouth, slipping them inside while she was still floating in blissed-out pleasure.
“Taste.”
Limp and drunk on endorphins, she didn’t even think to object. She licked and sucked on his fingers, reveling in the unfamiliar taste. Passion and defeat.
“Such a good girl,” Jobek praised as he removed his fingers from her mouth and shifted her to a more comfortable position.
She cuddled against his broad chest, sideways now and cradled in his strong arms. She felt sleepy, content, and—she would never admit it to them—she also felt secure.
Jobek brushed her hair back from her face, his dark gaze assessing her features. “Your friends are safe. They are on theMadelle, our ship. As are the two female founders.”
She sat up and crossed her arms over her breasts. “I was protecting people I care about. Can you blame me for that?”
