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“Good girl,” he muttered, passion drunk and lost in the pleasure of her silken warmth.
It was obvious she wasn’t sure what to do, so she simply kept her lips snug around his shaft and let him use her. Her artless surrender pleased him more than the most skilled pleasure giver. He reached down with one hand and pinched her nipples. Her cry was muffled by his cock, but a hard shudder passed over her entire body. Pleasure or pain? He honestly couldn’t tell.
Unable to suppress his aggression, he tilted her head farther back. Her eyes widened and tears spilled out the corners of her eyes. He thrust deeper than he’d intended to go, but her emotions smoldered rather than surged. If he’d sensed fear from her or resentment, he would have eased off a bit.
Both of his hands returned to her face and he thrust all the way into her throat. She gagged and instinctively struggled.
“Relax,” he directed, pulling back and waiting for her to calm before he went deep again.
His pelvis pressed against her lips and her eyes started to drift closed.
“Open. Eyes on me. I want to see your submission.”
Slowly she lifted her lids and looked into his eyes. Her emotions were so conflicted he couldn’t begin to decipher them. He pulled back then gave her his entire length again. Her nostrils flared each time he blocked her airway but her expression was no longer panicked.
“That’s right, sweetness,” he murmured as he steadily fucked her mouth. “Swallow me down. Take it all.”
It felt so damn good and watching her submit so sweetly made it impossible to stop. Pleasure barreled through him, a sensory wave that obliterated everything in its path. He drove to the back of her mouth and cried out, shuddering violently as his seed spurted into her throat. He wanted her marked inside and out. His mate should know his taste as well as her own. He pulled back, coating her tongue with the last few pulses of his cum.
“Lick me clean, mate,” he whispered as he slowly drew out.
Panting harshly, she shoved him backwards and scrambled to her feet. “You really are a selfish bastard, aren’t you?”
Not bothering with her clothes, she ran up the stairs and locked herself in her bedroom.
The present returned with sharp clarity and Kyrex sighed. “She’s been avoiding me ever since. Obviously, that was not what I meant to do when I kissed her.”
“Why did you take things so far?” Neloff asked, his tone intentionally neutral.
Kyrex had lain awake most of the night trying to answer that question. “When I realized I was her first, I just lost control of the scene. I have never wanted anyone as badly as I wanted Eden.”
Neloff studied him silently for a moment. “You have to fix this. She’s not like other conduits. Her upbringing left her incredibly vulnerable. We have to be patient with her.”
“I know,” Kyrex sighed. “She knows how to use my comm system. She could have asked Ansley and her mates to come get her and they would not have hesitated. The fact that she’s still here is encouraging.”
“She wanted you to make love to her and you fucked her throat instead. She feels betrayed.”
“I know.” The words were a growl this time. “I’ll fix it. I might have to kick in the door to get things started, but I’ll make it right.”
* * *
Eden stood on the balcony to her bedroom staring out at the endless sand of the Eastern Desert. The scenery on the other side of the house was much prettier, but the bleak sameness of the dunes fit her mood better. The scene last night played over and over through her mind. After one evocative kiss, Kyrex had shoved her to her knees and roughly fucked her face. He’d used her aggressively with no thought about her pleasure. She was naked while he was fully dressed. She’d ached to be filled, while he thrust deep into her throat.
She’d felt compelled to submit. Forced? Maybe a little. But Kyrex was empathic. If she had truly wanted him to stop, he would have. She’d gotten to know him well enough over the past week to be confident in that. The question was why had she knelt there and let him take control?
Submitting to him had changed something, or awakened something that she’d never felt before. He’d scared her at first. It became so easy to picture herself as a mindless slave, willingly offering her body for the pleasure of others. That wasn’t who she was, wasn’t how she wanted to spend the rest of her life. And yet it hadn’t stopped her from orgasmingtwice.
Had he sensed her building arousal? Was that why he reached down and pinched her nipples? That’s when she came for the first time. The second orgasm took longer to build but the burst of sensation had been worth the wait. She could still feel him shoving down her throat, cutting off her breath at the apex of each stroke. She’d been helpless, completely out of control. No, she’d been completely in his control. And allowing that transfer was what made her come the second time.
She shivered and tingles erupted on her arms. If she hadn’t run away, she would have spent the night in Kyrex’s bed. Of that she had no doubt. He would have fucked her fast and hard, taken her pussy just as aggressively as he’d taken her mouth. But she’d been a coward. She hid from herself and clung to a past that no longer held any meaning.
Someone knocked firmly on the door. Neloff was more or less bedridden and there were only three people in the house, so it had to be Kyrex.
“Enough hiding,” he called through the barrier. “Open up or I’ll let myself in.”
Her sex-obsessed mind turned his words into a reminder of what he’d done last night and another shiver dropped down her spine.
“Just a minute.” She hurried across the room and opened the door but didn’t move out of his way.
