He smiled at the vacant vow.What were the odds that she would be able to keep that promise?She couldn’t even be chastened when she was on the verge of being humbled.
“Do you even know how to be good, little one?”
“Iamgood,” she assured him.“It’s just that this…”
She twisted around as far as his hand at her back would allow, motioning to the room around them.“I don’t know what this is, Master.Don’t know what this means…”
“Give it time.”
What was he doing?It sounded as if he was negotiating with her, but he was Kronos.He had ruled the Titans.His word should have been law where the beautiful blonde was concerned.
“And you’ll help me?”One of her hands rose between them to his chest, her fingers pressing between his chest hair without his permission.“Master?”
The hand that had once cradled the side of her face shifted, his fingers sliding into her hair.“You shall do as you’re told.”
He had to claw back some semblance of control.Even if his shaft was dancing at her middle, making his interest all too overt,hehad to be the one who set the tone.
“You said you’d help me.”Her voice was smaller, as though she was lost at sea, and his assent to assist was the life raft she was clinging to.“Please, Master.”
Fuck, what was she doing to him?Her fingers sliding along his skin was like fire in his blood.
“I’ll help you.”His fingers stiffened in her hair, drawing her head back to expose more of her wonderful throat.He shouldn’t have been toying with her.They shouldn’t still have been dawdling in the dining hall, but her pleas had rooted him to the ground, muting everything except his need to cradle and reassure her.“But you have to do as you’re told.”
She pulled in a breath, her eyes wide as he leaned closer.
Don’t.The warning chimed in his head as his lips neared hers.Do not kiss her.
“Will you obey, little one?”
There was only an inch between them, her jugular wonderfully exposed as her eyelids fluttered.
“I want to, Master.”The gleam in her gaze suggested her sentiment was sincere.“I just don’t know how...”
Her voice trailed away with the admission, tears burning in her eyes.
“I’m going to punish you for not remembering my rules and not finishing your meal.”His tone was softer still.“And you are going to take what I have to give with humility.”
Her lips parted, her breath warm against his face.“Yes, Master.”
“After that, I’m taking you back to bed.”That sounded far more erotic than he’d intended it to.
“Okay.”She practically squeaked the reply.
“Then I will help you.”He breathed the words over her open mouth, finally succumbing to the urge to brush his lips over hers.
And I will have you.
“Thank you.”The frantic agitation that had danced in her watering orbs seemed calmer, her body relaxing against his.
He nodded, acknowledging her gratitude before his lips lowered to plant a chaste kiss over her lips.
Just one brief caress before he took them on.One fleeting moment of intimacy before he returned to his rules and structure.
“Master.”She rose on her tiptoes to return the gentle kiss.“Please.”
He gazed down at her, aware that he should have known better, yet already simultaneously realizing it was too late.Whoever Kristina was, there was no resisting her.He could exert authority and dominate her, and the minx most certainly would get what she was owed, but there was no point pretending he was the only one with control in their dynamic.
She was a fucking force of nature, and whether she realized it yet or not, she had more sway over him than anyone had for centuries.There had been someone else once, a Titaness who had sat at his side on the throne and enthralled him, but that was many lifetimes ago, and much pain had passed between the two of them.
