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“You’re only my mate if I let you claim me,” she grumbled, but eased her legs apart.
Jobek moved closer, allowing his gaze to move at will over her delightful curves. “You please me greatly,” he admitted softly as he cupped her breast. Her only response was a sharply indrawn breath so he continued to explore. He pinched her nipples until they stood high and tight. “I will clamp these one day soon.” He pinched both tightly between his fingers and thumbs. “Then release them while I fuck you.”
She whimpered then shivered, clearly imagining the act.
He trailed his fingertips down her body and lightly teased her bare mound. “How do you keep yourself so smooth?”
Her brows drew together and her gaze returned to his. “Shortly after I went through puberty, Mistress Neeva gave me a lotion to use. It removed all of my unwanted hair. Is this not the custom in your star system?”
He continued to caress her soft skin as he spoke. “It is the custom for females who share pleasure or are preparing their bodies to please their mate. It is more proof that the founders intended to sell you and the other conduits.”
She pushed his hand away and tried to stand up.
“Stay there,” Jobek ordered.
Tandor returned moments later, drawing Jobek’s attention to his teammate. The items were concealed in a cloth bag, a detail for which Jobek was thankful. All of these implements would be more effective if she did not see them first. Jobek motioned Tandor closer to the bed then turned back to their wary mate.
“If joining is a privilege I must earn,” she paraphrased, “what do I have to do to earn it?”
“Obey,” Jobek said firmly. “If you want to move this courtship on to more intimate activities, you must do whatever you’re told without argument or hesitation.”
* * *
Ansley sat on the edge of the bed, ready to tell him how ridiculous she found his suggestion. But that would just prove his point for him. If she wanted access to her power, she needed to start thinking like a conduit. She sighed and averted her gaze, unable to strategize when she looked at either of them. “What do you want me to do?”
Tandor held the bag open, allowing Jobek to reach inside. “Hold up your hands, wrists close together.”
Dread dropped into her belly like a stone. There was only one reason for that position. “Why do you want to bind me?” She looked from Jobek to Tandor and back. “Have I been that bad?”
“Are you refusing my very first directive?”
“I’m not refusing. I’m requesting more information.”
“You are arguing. Hold up your hands or this session is over.”
Resentment surged past her other emotions but she lifted her hands and placed her wrists near each other. She had to keep her mind locked on the final goal, gaining access to her power. Let them play these stupid games. It would all be worth it in the end if she was no longer powerless.
Jobek snapped sleek restraints around her wrists then turned his attention back to the bag Tandor held for him.
Ansley examined the device more closely. A short length of cable connected the cuffs, allowing her to move her hands independently. The cuffs themselves were like slender metal tubes. They felt cool against her skin, but there was no visible opening, no latch. How the hell did they come off?
“What are these made out of?” She tugged against them, testing their strength. They would easily hold her.
“Xeritium alloy,” Jobek told her as if that explained everything. “Turn over and get on your hands and knees. Ass in the air.”
Tension banded her already tight stomach and her mouth went dry. Her bottom still throbbed from the spanking he’d just given her. She wasn’t sure she could tolerate any more pain. “Am I allowed to know why?”
“No. Assume the position or I’ll consider it disobedience.”
“Will you ever compromise with me? Have you ever heard of meeting in the middle?”
Jobek took two long strides toward the bed, his features expressionless. “This lesson is about basic obedience. You have yet to follow the simplest order without arguing or complaining. Until you do there will be no compromise.”
No longer sure that accessing her power was worth subjugating herself to this asshole, she turned her back on him and then positioned herself on her hands and knees. With her kneeling on the bed and him standing beside it, they were aligned perfectly for him to shove his cock deep into her pussy. She knew that wasn’t what he intended. At least not yet. He’d made that abundantly clear. But knowing he could see her and had ready access to her sex made her even wetter than before.
“Lovely.”
If it weren’t for the mockery in his tone, she would have welcomed the praise.
