Page 13 of Tamed
Sensations gathered beneath his lips, rapidly building toward another orgasm. She shook and whimpered, lost in the building storm.
Suddenly, he released her clit and lifted his head. “You were already wet when you walked into this office. Who or what awakened your desire?”
His fingers continued to fuck her as he waited for her answer, making it damn hard to think. “What are you—talking about?” she asked in between pants.
He pushed his fingers deep and covered her clit with his thumb. He wasn’t rubbing, just creating enough pressure to make her squirm. “This was not the first time I’ve scented your arousal. It has just never been this strong before. Are you starting to activate or were you exploring your sexuality with someone else?”
Seeing no reason to admit that she had the hots for Arcon while Zevon was standing between her open thighs, she went in the other direction. “Doctor Damaris gave me something to back off the urgency, but I can still feel it.”
Slipping his fingers free of her pussy, he tugged her shirt off over her head and unfastened her bra. She lay there naked and slightly dazed, unsure of his intentions.
His gaze moved boldly over her nudity before returning to her flushed face. “We’re genetically compatible. That much is obvious from your taste. I had not intended to claim a mate until the war was over, but I find you intriguing. Is mating with me a better option than moving to Houkdi?”
“Yes,” she said without hesitation. “Much better.” The Citadel was centrally located, and she’d been attracted to him from the start. Her friends might come and go as their missions demanded, but at least they would see each other. He offered no words of affection, no indication of an emotional connection, so she said nothing more.
“My seed will deescalate the intensity and give us time to choose a source. I will only ask permission once, so be sure of your answer. Once you’ve accepted my claim, your body will belong to me, and I am not a gentle lover.” He cupped her pussy possessively and looked deep into her eyes. “Will you be my mate, Kendra? Do you want me to claim you?”
What about a courtship? Would she still have thirty days to change her mind? And what about her power? Would fucking him give her access to her Fire?
“You seem uncertain now, and you weren’t before. Was I mistaken about your attraction to me?”
She shook her head but couldn’t find courage enough to speak the words. She wasn’t sure why he’d changed his mind, but it didn’t seem to have anything to do with her personally.
“Will it make you feel better if I admit that our conversation was just an excuse to see you?” A sexy smile parted his lips and he rotated his hand so he could stroke her folds with his thumb. “I have interacted with every female on this station, but your image is the one that lingers in my mind.”
She wasn’t sure she believed him. The confession would have meant more if he’d offered it earlier. “If you claim me right now, is it forever?”
The question obviously annoyed him. He removed his hand and lowered his arm. His features were suddenly void of emotion. “I can’t claim you until we choose a source. That will give us time to make sure this is right for both of us.”
She nodded, relieved that he wasn’t expecting her to make a permanent decision right now. “What about my abilities? I can feel the energy trying to break free and spontaneous activation is dangerous.”
“I’ll reinforce the containment while I’m inside you,” he assured her. “But you need to make your choice soon. Even I can only hold off activation for so long.”
She tried to draw her legs together, but he still stood between her knees. Swallowing past the lump in her throat, she asked, “Can we go to your quarters?”
“You’re too close to activation. I want my scent on you and in you before we leave this room.”
None of this felt real. She was sprawled on Zevon’s desk, stark naked, and he’d just stated his intention to claim her. It was everything she’d wanted since coming to the Citadel, so why wasn’t she ecstatic? “All right.” She licked her lips and dragged her gaze back to his. Genetic compatibility wasn’t much to build a future on, but she didn’t have a better option. “I want you to f-fuck me.” She stumbled over the word, not yet comfortable with anything that graphic.
Golden light ignited in his eyes and his nostrils flared as he drew in a deep breath. “Are you still a virgin?” He slipped his fingers back into her core and stroked her clit with his thumb. “You’re really tight.”
She didn’t want him to think she was completely ignorant, so she said, “I’ve experimented with toys and simulators since coming here, but I’ve never been with a person.”
He nodded, apparently expecting the answer. “Then we’ll take this nice and slow.” He slid his fingers in and out a few more times, then withdrew them from between her thighs. Pulling her up until she rested on her forearms, he lowered his head and his mouth covered hers.
Kendra parted her lips, more than ready for her first taste of Zevon. One of his hands pushed into her hair while the other caressed her breasts. For such a brutal male, he was being surprisingly patient.
His tongue teased her lips but didn’t thrust inside. She was more than happy to let him set the pace, more comfortable following. His scent grew stronger with each breath she took, and the sliding of their lips mingled his taste with hers. The combination aroused and thrilled her. She grew bolder and eased her tongue into his mouth. He allowed her to explore for just a moment, then growled and flipped her over onto her stomach.
A startled gasp escaped Kendra as her belly made contact with the desktop. She knew males entered females from the back, but she’d always pictured her first time happening face to face. She wanted to see her lover, watch the pleasure he found in the depths of her body. It was more intimate that way, more personal. She reared up off the desk, using her elbows for leverage.
Grasping her waist firmly, he pulled her toward him until her toes just touched the floor. His hands roamed over her torso, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. “I want to feel the heat of your ass cheeks against my body as I stretch your tight little hole.” He moved back slightly and slapped her bottom, first one side and then the other. “This is not punishment.” He spanked her again, harder this time. “You will bear the sting because it pleases me. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she gasped out as his hand fell again.
“Yes, Sir,” he corrected as he pushed her down until her upper body was flat across the desktop. “You will address me as Sir whenever you are naked. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” A hint of defiance sharpened her words.