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He chuckled. Clearly, she wanted this as much as he did. He thrust his entire length into her bottom, dragging a cry of pleasure from his mate. He fucked her ass just as hard as he’d fucked her pussy. She lifted against him, her pleasure bombarding his mind. “Come for me, Cara. And keep on coming.”

He slipped his hand between her thighs and rubbed her clit as he thrust into her over and over. She came screaming, so he rubbed some more and made her come even harder.

The firm grip of her ass was bliss and holding back his own orgasm was taking every ounce of control he possessed. His pelvis slapped against her belt-striped bottom. He moved both hands to her hips and thrust even harder. By the time he finally lost control and filled her full of seed, her voice was hoarse from screaming and he’d lost count of the orgasms he’d forced from her trembling body.

“You are such a good girl.” He pulled out and paused to watch his seed slip from her well-fucked ass. It slid along her slit and mixed with the slickness on her inner thighs. “I love you, mate.” He bent and kissed the small of her back, then stroked the welts he’d left on her cheeks.

“I love you too.”

He helped her up from the table, but stopped her as she reached for her clothes. “Your punishment has one final component. You must apologize.”

She released a shuddering sigh. “Yes, Master.”

Tov took the shirt from Merrik and helped her fasten the front. It fell to mid-thigh and concealed the details of her figure. Without allowing her to comb her hair or remove his cum from her thighs, he used the access panel in the table to send a comm-request to Laidon.

The rebel leader’s image appeared on the wall display, life-sized and interactive. “Is there a problem, sir?” His gaze darted toward Cara then jerked away.

“My mate has something to say to you.” He looked down at Cara expectantly.

“I am sorry, Laidon. I had no right to pry into your past, especially when we had been ordered to remain focused on the mission. It will not happen again.”

“Very good,” Tov said. “Now turn around and pull up the shirt so he can see your ass.”

She looked horrified, but slowly turned her back to the camera and drew the shirt up to the waist.

“Cylex will appreciate this more than me, but I understand the need for consistency.”

“We will see you in the morning.” Tov waited until she released the shirt and turned back around before he contacted Cylex.

Cylex nodded approvingly when he saw her punished cheeks. “Thank you, sir. My faith in your leadership has been reinforced.”

“Get some sleep. We need you sharp tomorrow.” Tov deactivated the comm system and told the computer to hibernate. A fresh rush of tears assailed Cara as they walked down the hall to their cabin. “Do you understand why that was necessary?”

“Yes. Your authority as team leader had been challenged. You had no choice but to reestablish it.”

Merrik scanned open the door and they all stepped inside. “We promised to listen to your ideas and allow you as much freedom as possible. There were two exceptions to that commitment. What were they?”

“In bed and on missions.”

“Very good.” Tov kissed her lightly on the mouth. “Then we will talk about this no more.”

Merrik bent and kissed her too.

She dried her tears on the back of her hand, then nodded toward the bathroom. “May I go take a shower?”

“Of course. Take a nice long shower and have a good cry, but I want your attitude restored when you join us in bed.”

“It’s hard to stay mad at you when I’m still giddy from all those orgasms,” she admitted with a reluctant smile. “I’ll be there shortly. Warm up the bed.”

“That was the plan.” He swatted her lightly on the butt. “Get moving!”

“Yes, sir.”

* * *

“Is the entire planet under water?” Cara looked at her mates, at the main display, then at her mates again. The mission team had gathered on the bridge of theAgitarrias they emerged from hyper space. Everyone was anxious to get underway, but Cara had never seen anything like the floating city that they were approaching.

“Haven’t you seen images of Torret?” Merrik asked, his brows drawn together.

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