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I don’t count this among my kinks, but when he says it, I feel another full-body tremor. I sag back against him, my shoulders only now starting to ache from being in the same position for so long.
Atlas’ fingers wander up my torso, to my nipples, holding the weights in his palms for some relief. I tilt my head back against his shoulder and try to catch my breath, but his whisper comes to me again.
“Do you want to be filled with my seed, Penn? Because I want to breed you.” He nips at my ear. It’s the first time he’s so much as touched me with his mouth. He hasn’t even kissed me. I don’t know why that bothers me. “I want to fuck you until my spend is dripping down your thighs…and then I want to do it again.”
He’s pretty damn good at dirty talk for an untouchable man, though I guess talk is one thing youcando without physical touch. I feel like I can’t move my mouth or tongue the right way, even to form around the simple word begging to be unleashed.
Then I finally say, “Yes.”
I’m abruptly bent over again, and I watch in a haze as Atlas moves toward the cabinet on the wall. He pulls out something that looks like…well, like stocks. And then he’s putting it under my ribs, still letting my breasts hang free, but at least providing some support. I arch my back, finding that the device is just low enough to make me thrust my ass out.
It’s going to happen.
Oh my God, he’s finally going to fuck me.
He doesn’t look at me, doesn’t say a damn thing. I guess the dirty talk is over. Atlas comes around behind me, squeezes my ass with two big hands, spreads my cheeks. I can feel how wet I am, my arousal shamelessly dripping down my thighs. I hear him scramble with his pants, and then I feel just the lightest touch of his cock against my core.
I whimper, cry out, beg him in made-up words to please, please fuck me.
And the pressure just doesn’t come.
Because he doesn’t go any farther. I hear a step backward, then the zip of his pants—back up, no,no, come back. I choke out something that sounds like “come back”, I think…but then I hear the door slide open.
I stay there alone for a moment, completely appalled and unsated and…fuck, so ashamed. I hate how this feels. The experience turns sour, and the room is suddenly too cold.
Then there’s a business-like touch on my wrists, freeing me. More hands on my ankles. It’s Atlas’ bodyguards, undoing my bindings like nothing even happened. I gape at them in shame, and I try to resist the urge to cry when one of them politely hands me a long silk robe.
If someone on Earth in the community did this to me, it would be…well, it would be outrageous. Terribly fucked up. We didn’t agree to this, and I thought we were getting somewhere.
And I’m crying over a man I was supposed to kill.
I’m escorted back to my room in silence, where my bodyguards shut the door behind me. Corvus should be here, but I have no idea where he’s gone. Keon should be here to comfort me, but he’s nowhere to be found.
And Atlas…
Atlas left me.
But that’s not even the most disturbing part of the evening.
What’s worse is that I have a job to do, and a friend to save. Atlas’ head is all the Diavolos want.
Tonight I could have given it to them.
Because I know how to break out of cuffs. I could have escaped in an instant. Atlas had his shield down, he was vulnerable, right there in front of me and ready for the taking. I could be escaping this fucking planet right now, and instead, I played the part of his good little wife.
I could have killed him tonight…and I didn’t.
And I don’t even care that much, because all I want is for him to come back and hold me.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
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KEON
There is a traitor in the House of Ganivet. And I intend to flush them out.
From experience, the easiest way to do that is seduction. Still, even when I’m being practical, I can admit to myself that Shayd is a sight to behold.
