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“Thank the gods.” He smiled and bent to kiss her, his lips soft and surprisingly gentle.
He started undressing so she followed suit. Anticipation made the air seem tense but she missed the urgency of the night before. She could sense him holding back, suppressing his dominant nature. Neloff had been calm and careful when he fucked her. Kyrex had been wild and demanding.
She knew he was trying not to upset her, but she wanted the real Kyrex. When she was naked, she knelt at his feet and lowered her gaze to the floor, waiting for him to take control.
Clearly surprised by her actions, he stood there staring down at her for a long, silent moment. “Open your legs wide. Show me my mate’s soft pussy.”
She slid her knees apart and canted her hips, tilting her pelvis so more of her sex was revealed. He inhaled sharply and whispered something under his breath. A rush of feminine power tingled through her body. He liked what he saw, liked it a lot. And that fact aroused her.
“Stand up, mate.” He helped her to her feet and slowly ran his hands over her breasts and belly. “You are so damn beautiful. I can’t believe you’re here with me.”
A certain catch in his voice made her look into his eyes. She wasn’t empathic, yet she had always been good at deciphering expressions. “Why is that such a surprise? I don’t understand your reaction.”
He tensed but continued to caress her. “Conduits are rare and you are a second-level conduit, so you’re even more valuable. Neloff and I are not wealthy. We have few political connections. If you return to the Citadel before we claim you, they will pressure you to make a more beneficial choice.”
He could easily have brushed off her question and continued with her seduction. She wouldn’t have thought anything of it, but he’d volunteered the truth. Trust was incredibly important to any relationship and Kyrex had just gone a long way toward earning hers. “I don’t care what the leaders at the Citadel say. I will choose my mates, and you and Neloff are way ahead in the race.”
His kiss was deeper this time, filled with the intensity it had missed before. He pinched her nipples, teasing them into pebble-hard points.
“Bend over the bed.” He whispered the command against her lips as he crossed to the nightstand and opened the top drawer. It required a thumb scan, so she had never been able to open it.
She positioned herself as he’d ordered, but closely watched what he was doing.
“Eyes down. In fact, get on the bed. I want you on your hands and knees.”
Reluctantly, she crawled onto the bed and assumed the humiliating position. She folded her arms, which lowered her shoulders while leaving her bottom up in the air. He moved behind her and grasped her hips, sliding her back until her feet hung over the side of the bed.
“That’s better.” He squeezed her bottom cheeks firmly, then rubbed both hands down the length of her back. “I think your back side is even more enticing than your front and I didn’t think that was possible.”
Without warning his hand smacked her bottom, making her gasp. “What was that for?” she objected angrily.
“Having such a delectable ass. It’s impossible to see it like this and not want to spank it.”
She grinned, pleased by his silliness, until he spanked her again. His palm fell again and again, spreading heat with each stinging impact. “Please stop,” she whined. “That hurts.”
He stroked her folds, gathering her abundant juices. “Your body doesn’t seem to mind.” He showed her his wet fingers then said, “Lick them,epowki. Taste your body’s reaction to being spanked.”
“I know it makes me wet,” she argued. “I don’t need to?—”
He pushed his fingers into her mouth, interrupting her argument. “Lick them clean.”
Annoyed yet intrigued, she licked his fingers and sucked lightly until the salty/sweet taste had faded from his skin. He withdrew his fingers and went back to spanking her upturned bottom. Each time his palm slapped her bottom she jerked and cried out, but her pussy grew wetter and needier. She wanted him to fill her, to cover and dominate her. Now that she’d experienced submission, she understood where this hunger led.
He finally stopped smacking her butt and caressed it instead. Her skin was hot and overly sensitive, so his touches were nearly painful. He drew her cheeks apart and stroked her pucker with his thumb.
She shivered. It felt strange, yet undeniably arousing to be touched in such a naughty place. Something slick and cool was spread around her opening and then his thumb slowly pushed inside her.
“Don’t tense up on me, Eden. Stay nice and relaxed.”
His thumb slid in and out, in and out, hinting at what it would feel like to take a cock there. She squirmed, suddenly restless and ready for more. He drew out his thumb and pressed against her with something large and rounded. With steady, yet cautious pressure, he pushed the trainer inward. Her body stretched, reluctantly opening for him.
“Breathe. It’s harder to relax if you hold your breath.”
She kept her muscles lax despite the impulse to clench. The stretching pressure began to burn and she cried out. “That hurts, really hurts.”
He paused and applied more lubricant then pushed the trainer even deeper.
Her stubborn muscles finally adjusted. The stinging subsided, but she still felt horribly invaded. “I don’t think I like this. It feels really odd.”
