king in bed. And though it might sound good, it left him cold.
"But then you've never been with a Sorceri female before." She sat beside him. "We tend to be more exact' ing than your average demoness."
"You think I've only slept with my kind?" He had, figuring the queen of the rage demons would at least be of the demon breed. He'd never imagined he would be matched with a sorceress. No, it isn't certain. Not until he was inside her could he be sure.
Deny it all I want. . .
She ran those metal tips over his stomach, and his muscles dipped and tightened. "You're a dominant, virile male, and a king as well. Perhaps you'd be tempted if I were wicked-and submissive."
Never. He wanted a greedy female, aggressive, one bordering on selfish. He'd had enough selfless females to last even an immortal lifetime.
She drew back the sheet, then ran a claw along his shaft, lightly but enough to sting. His eyes rolled back in his head.
"A shame, because you're not going to get submissive. Not with me."
Good. My queen. I can't deny it . . . Then protect her. From himself.
"Sabine, if I turn, I will lose all control. Instinct will take over, and if you're the focus of everything the demon in me wants and needs, then gods help you. Is that what you want?"
"It's what I'm counting on."
"It won't be gentle . . . you can count on that as well."
"Maybe I wouldn't want gentle, demon. Maybe we fit together more than you can imagine." She tapped a claw to her chin. "So let me get this straight. You crave hard sex with wicked girls, but you don't want a submissive?"
"Stop putting words into my mouth." He could never explain it to her, didn't really understand it himself.
Even as he wanted to master her, he hated the idea of her as acquiescent. He needed her to struggle against him, to give as good as she got. He craved power plays between them, mental games.
But ultimately he did want to dominate her. At the end of a night with her, he would know he'd won when she pleaded with soft words in his ear to let her come-or, gods willing, when she clawed his back as she begged.
When his shaft pulsed, her eyes widened. "What are you musing about that has you reacting like this?" She raised her opened palms to him. "Let me into your mind. Let me see your fantasies."
"Why in the hell would I ever do that?"
"We could see your most secret desires, could watch them together. You know I can make all your wildest dreams come true if you let me into your mind."
She took his shaft in her gauntleted hand, making him hiss in a breath. "Still not convinced? Then ask me for a boon-within reason-and I'll grant it if you do this. There must be something you want from me ... ?"
11
"A boon?" He narrowed his gaze, the black irisesintermittently flashing with that piercing green.
"Yes." He really does have the most divine eyes I've ever seen. "Just ask me." How painful it must be for such a mighty king to have to bargain for things he wanted.
"This can only help your agenda."
When she released the thick flesh pulsing in her palm, he seemed to bite back a groan. "It's true that I could become clearer on how to satisfy you and tempt you even more." And you could become clearer, too. Because I don't think even you know what you want. "So make two requests."
"There's nothing you'll actually grant me worth the disadvantage. You could see more than my fantasies."
"Rydstrom, if I wanted whatever's in your mind, I could easily drug you with a truth serum. Besides, this isn't mind reading. Consider it more of a mind expedition: And I'm going to display everything I find."
"If I was considering this, I'd want a night with you, where I was unchained. And I'd want to be free within the cell when you're not here. And clothed."
"What if you tried to release some steam when you were alone and unchained?"
Again that lock of hair fell over his forehead. "I'd vow not to."
"And you never break your vows?"
"No, Sabine. I don't."
"Very well, demon." She raised her palms
"But then you've never been with a Sorceri female before." She sat beside him. "We tend to be more exact' ing than your average demoness."
"You think I've only slept with my kind?" He had, figuring the queen of the rage demons would at least be of the demon breed. He'd never imagined he would be matched with a sorceress. No, it isn't certain. Not until he was inside her could he be sure.
Deny it all I want. . .
She ran those metal tips over his stomach, and his muscles dipped and tightened. "You're a dominant, virile male, and a king as well. Perhaps you'd be tempted if I were wicked-and submissive."
Never. He wanted a greedy female, aggressive, one bordering on selfish. He'd had enough selfless females to last even an immortal lifetime.
She drew back the sheet, then ran a claw along his shaft, lightly but enough to sting. His eyes rolled back in his head.
"A shame, because you're not going to get submissive. Not with me."
Good. My queen. I can't deny it . . . Then protect her. From himself.
"Sabine, if I turn, I will lose all control. Instinct will take over, and if you're the focus of everything the demon in me wants and needs, then gods help you. Is that what you want?"
"It's what I'm counting on."
"It won't be gentle . . . you can count on that as well."
"Maybe I wouldn't want gentle, demon. Maybe we fit together more than you can imagine." She tapped a claw to her chin. "So let me get this straight. You crave hard sex with wicked girls, but you don't want a submissive?"
"Stop putting words into my mouth." He could never explain it to her, didn't really understand it himself.
Even as he wanted to master her, he hated the idea of her as acquiescent. He needed her to struggle against him, to give as good as she got. He craved power plays between them, mental games.
But ultimately he did want to dominate her. At the end of a night with her, he would know he'd won when she pleaded with soft words in his ear to let her come-or, gods willing, when she clawed his back as she begged.
When his shaft pulsed, her eyes widened. "What are you musing about that has you reacting like this?" She raised her opened palms to him. "Let me into your mind. Let me see your fantasies."
"Why in the hell would I ever do that?"
"We could see your most secret desires, could watch them together. You know I can make all your wildest dreams come true if you let me into your mind."
She took his shaft in her gauntleted hand, making him hiss in a breath. "Still not convinced? Then ask me for a boon-within reason-and I'll grant it if you do this. There must be something you want from me ... ?"
11
"A boon?" He narrowed his gaze, the black irisesintermittently flashing with that piercing green.
"Yes." He really does have the most divine eyes I've ever seen. "Just ask me." How painful it must be for such a mighty king to have to bargain for things he wanted.
"This can only help your agenda."
When she released the thick flesh pulsing in her palm, he seemed to bite back a groan. "It's true that I could become clearer on how to satisfy you and tempt you even more." And you could become clearer, too. Because I don't think even you know what you want. "So make two requests."
"There's nothing you'll actually grant me worth the disadvantage. You could see more than my fantasies."
"Rydstrom, if I wanted whatever's in your mind, I could easily drug you with a truth serum. Besides, this isn't mind reading. Consider it more of a mind expedition: And I'm going to display everything I find."
"If I was considering this, I'd want a night with you, where I was unchained. And I'd want to be free within the cell when you're not here. And clothed."
"What if you tried to release some steam when you were alone and unchained?"
Again that lock of hair fell over his forehead. "I'd vow not to."
"And you never break your vows?"
"No, Sabine. I don't."
"Very well, demon." She raised her palms
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