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Was he seriously considering her suggestion or mocking her? She wasn’t sure, so she asked, “What adjustments?”
“We will have to look the part,” he stated casually.
“What part?” She wasn’t sure where he was headed with this, but she was pretty sure she wouldn’t like it.
“Master and slave, or at least a couple who routinely visits dungeons. If you’re naked or nearly so, your body will also work as a distraction. I hope you’re not overly modest.”
Was he going out of his way to shock her or was he always like this? “I am not getting naked for anyone but your cousin so?—”
“If you want to be courted by him, you’ll be courted by me. Does that thought frighten you?” His tone was coldly cutting, the challenge anything but playful.
“The question is moot if your cousin dies!” she shot back angrily. He could toy with her later. Right now, Neloff needed to be their top priority.
His jaw clenched and he looked away as he sucked in a deep breath. When he faced her again, his features were blank but his tone reflected his frustration. “I’m not provoking you to amuse myself. We cannot stroll into the dungeon looking like this. We must blend in with the customers.”
She couldn’t argue with that. Besides, she was so far out of her comfort zone right now she couldn’t really make any helpful suggestions. “Why do I have to be the slave? Don’t males ever fill that role?”
He chuckled. “I’ll gladly get naked,epowki. But no one will believe you’re my mistress.”
It took her translator a second to find an English equivalent for the alien word. When the nanites finally filled in the blank, she heard ‘bunny’ in her mind. She gritted her teeth. She was not a frightened little bunny. But she wasn’t a trained soldier either. And she would never convince anyone that she was controlling someone as aggressive as Kyrex. He was a controller. Dominating others was his basic personality as well as his vocation.
“Fine,” she grumbled. “I’ll get naked, but you are not going to fuck me once we get down there.”
“We will compromise.” He walked over to the inset compartments in the wall adjacent to the bed and rummaged through the contents until he found what he was looking for. “This is an appropriate outfit for a well-trained pleasure slave. See if your modesty will allow you to wear it.”
She took the garments from him without really looking at them. “And what does a poorly trained pleasure slave wear?”
“Even less,” he warned.
Turning her back to him, she quickly stripped out of her trainee uniform, the loose scrub-like outfit she’d been given at the Citadel. At first glance the new garments did not look that bad. The top was a rounded vest constructed of a tapestry-like material in vivid jewel tones. Her arms and most of her torso would be bare, but at least it would cover her breasts. The pants, however, were made of a gossamer fabric that added a hint of green but no actual coverage. He’d included a matching thong, but her ass would be completely visible.
She glanced over her shoulder, ready to object. The challenging gleam in his strange silver eyes made her raise her chin and continue dressing. If he wanted to stare at her bare butt, let him. She was too worried about Neloff to care. Once she pulled the slave costume on, she discovered that the design was even worse than she thought. The vest didn’t close in front so the inner swell of her breasts was visible, as was most of her belly. The pants were not only sheer, they hung so low on her hips that the thong was visible above. If she bent over at all, she would expose the crack between her cheeks. He’d claimed that he wasn’t annoying her to entertain himself, but it was hard to believe dressed like this.
Slowly turning around, she met his gaze directly, refusing to give in to his provocations. “How do I look?”
“Good enough to eat,” he assured with a sexy smirk.
The familiar expression forced her to acknowledge the similarity between his features and Neloff’s. Kyrex appeared more rugged, Neloff more refined, but both males were undeniably handsome. “Let’s get this over with. Your cousin has waited long enough.”
He moved closer and her heart started thudding and her respiration sped. Her nipples tightened, rubbing against the vest with each anxious breath. Was he going to pull her into his arms and kiss her senseless? Wishful thinking?
Instead he bent to one knee and slid her feet into slippers made from the same material as the vest. He stood and moved behind her, gently guiding her hands behind her back. The motion parted the vest, exposing even more of her breasts. “We’ve about got the girls out in the open here. I’d rather not walk around flashing everyone.”
He quickly fastened some sort of restraint around each of her wrists then moved back in front of her. His gaze swept from her face to her feet and back. “Nearly perfect.”
She glared at him, thinking he was about to point out all her flaws. He said nothing, just wrapped a thin piece of metal around her throat. For a moment she thought it was a necklace, a choker, then her mind registered what he’d just done. He’d put her in a collar, like a house pet, a freaking collar!
“Take it off,” she insisted, her teeth clenched. “I’m not your fucking pet.”
“Correct. You’re my captive. However, you are my cousin’s pet and I’m about to motivate him by threatening you. Do you understand?”
They didn’t need to motivate Neloff. They needed to motivate the guards.
She paused and took a deep breath, letting her indignation fade. This was their cover story, their reason for visiting the dungeon. “We’re here to help break my stubborn master?”
“Exactly.” He attached a shiny gold chain to the front of the collar. “You’re angry and afraid. I’ve been cruel to you, abusive. Do you think you can play that part convincingly?”
“It’s not much of a stretch,” she countered, trying hard to ignore that the vest just barely covering her nipples now.
