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  “Hey.” He shifted his erection against her and she felt the dampness of pre-cum on her thigh. “If it’s any comfort, I’m right there with you but I plan to taste more of your sweetness before I find my pleasure.”

  Releasing a shuddering breath, she met his gaze. “Make love to me, Holt.”

  “Not yet.”

  “Why?”

  Shifting to his knees, he lowered his gaze to her bare mound. “I have other plans.” Bending her knees, he spread her thighs farther apart and gloried in the sight of the pink, wet folds.

  “Holt.” His name passed her lips on a soft sigh.

  He licked his lips and tasted the faragon his frissions exuded. What he was about to do would pass more of the transition fluid to her, but since he wouldn’t complete the act, he knew the effects would wear off. “I need this. I need this,” he repeated as he lowered his head.

  He inhaled the fragrant scent of her arousal as his tongue made its first swipe through her folds.

  “Delicious,” he moaned against her tender flesh. Her cream was as sweet as deylin berries and aroused his hunger even more.

  Her fingers laced their way through his hair as her hips pumped against his lips. “Please…please,” she muttered.

  His thumb circled her nerve center as his tongue delved into her cunt. Her thighs tightened around his head as he grated his frissions across her sensitive flesh.

  “Oh my. That’s good, so good.” Her thighs began to tremble. “Jesper’s Galaxy, finish me,” she pleaded.

  Thrusting hard and deep he rolled her clit between finger and thumb. Her inner muscles pulsed around his thrusting tongue.

  “Yesss,” he hissed. “Did I please you?”

  “You have to ask?”

  “Not really.” He stretched out next to her.

  “You just want the praise. You want that massive ego stroked.”

  He grinned. “I want something stroked.”

  “Maybe I should just show you how much you pleased me.” She rolled to her side, running her hands across his chest and abs. Encircling his cock with her hands, she felt the protruding frissions against her palm. It was a new experience. An exciting experience.

  “Rebecca,” he gasped.

  “Relax, big boy, and let me please you.”

  “You don’t have to.”

  “I want to.” Her gaze followed the trail of her hand. “I really want to.” Inhaling his scent, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to the center of his chest. His flesh was smooth and taut under her lips.

  “I’m not going to be able to take much of this.”

  “You said I needed to know every inch of you. It’s my turn to explore.” She licked a path to his abs and nipped the firm skin. “You taste amazing.”

  “Not as good as you.”

  “Mmm.” Her gaze darted to the firm flesh enclosed in her grasp. The frissions intrigued and excited her. She wondered what they would feel like in her mouth and in her pussy.

  She pumped her hand and licked the smooth upside of his shaft before circling the thick head. Her tongue tingled as it glided across the frissions. His unique scent became stronger and even seemed to have a taste as she sucked on the tip of his cock head.

  “Jesper’s galaxy.” His hand tangled in her hair. “I shouldn’t let you do this but I need it so bad.”

  He shuddered as she raked her teeth across the protrusions.

  “Sweet heavens.”

  The enthralling taste overwhelmed her senses and she realized the frissions emitted not only a scent but a fine, delicious fluid. Licking the frission-covered underside of his cock encouraged the release of more of the tasty treat.

  “Enough.” He tugged at her hair. “Enough.”

  “No,” she moaned as he pulled her away and shifted until he lay atop her. He settled between her splayed thighs as he meshed their lips. His cock brushed against her wet folds and she writhed under him. Raking her nails up his spine, she urged him to take her.

  His head was ready to explode. Both of them. He couldn’t believe how compliant she was in his arms or how much he craved possessing her, body and soul. He knew he was emitting faragon and it might have some effect on her inhibitions but he didn’t think it would affect her so powerfully, not unless she had feelings for him. Part of him, a part deep down in his soul, knew he shouldn’t take her. However, his selfish, needy side wouldn’t lay voice to reason.

  “Holt.” She broke their lips apart. “Please.”

  Shifting his weight to his forearms, he arched his back and allowed his cock to slide into position. Pressing forward, he inched into her hot, wet confines. She was tighter than he expected and he slowed his possession.

  “Yes.” She arched up into him and he had to grit his teeth to stop himself from powering forward.

  “Easy.” He pressed kisses along her brow before pushing up to his knees. He had to see it. He had to witness her body accepting his. Her swollen clitoris peeked from between wet folds and he reached out, strumming the nub as he eased forward.

  She sighed a long shuddering breath as he pushed deep. “God yes,” she cried.

  “So beautiful.” He rolled her clit between thumb and finger as he deepened his penetration. He lifted her trembling thighs toward her chest and her inner muscles contracted around him.

  “Now, Holt.”

  Squeezing her clit, he powered forward and she shattered beneath him. He grasped her hips and held her in place as he filled her completely. She arched, allowing him better access. Their eyes locked and he witnesses her total surrender as pleasure once again consumed her.

  Tight inner muscles spastically milked his cock and he gave up the fight, allowing himself to find complete satisfaction inside her quivering depths.

  Chapter Three

  “Are you ready for this?”

  “I’m fine.”

  How could she be fine? He wasn’t fine and he was the one with all the field experience. They were on their way to their first appointment in a session chamber and if Holt had his way it would be their one and only session. He didn’t know how he’d been talked into this. He didn’t want to make love to Rebecca in front of an audience. He didn’t want another man leering at her. “Fuck.”

  “Are you okay?”

  He snorted. “Fine.”

  They had decided to use his heritage in their cover plan. Since it was obvious he hadn’t converted her, they incorporated that into their cover. Rebecca claimed to be afraid of the anal penetration that would allow conversion. Only he knew that was a lie. In fact, she wanted it. The memory of how he’d almost possessed her was enough to make him rock hard.

  He walked blindly at Rebecca’s side because all he could see was the vision of her creamy, firm ass tipped up in the air as she begged him to take her. His chest tightened as he remembered how bad he’d wanted to take her that way. He still wanted the ultimate submission, the possession that would bind her to him for life. But he couldn’t have it. He couldn’t possess her ass knowing that it would convert her. He couldn’t do that to her even if letting her go was paramount to eternal damnation.

  “Holt, are you listening to me?” She snapped her fingers in front of his face.

  “What?”

  “Jesper’s Galaxy, what were you thinking about?”

  “I was considering the possibilities and consequences of this session. We have to be prepared.”

  She frowned. “Guess I should have known it was all business.”

  He snorted. “Rebecca.” He grabbed her arm to stop her before they entered the session chamber. “Whatever happens, don’t ask me to take you anally again. You may not enjoy the consequences.”

  She chuckled. “Sweetie, I’m sure I’d enjoy it.”

  If she knew she was his mate and the possession would irrevocably transform her into his submissive mate he felt certain she would feel differently.

  They hesitated at the door. “So where did you stash your weapon?” She tugged playfully at his robe.

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bsp; “I didn’t think I’d need it here.”

  “Mmm, I guess you’re packing the only weapon you’ll need.”

  He chuckled. “I’m definitively packing the only weapon you will need.”

  Ellia opened the door. “Welcome.”

  The first thing Rebecca noticed was the heat. It was a good thing the chamber was warm since they had been instructed to wear only thin robes. Her robe barely covered her ass and the material did nothing to disguise the pebbled tips of her breasts. Holt’s was a bit longer but clung to his flesh in a way that ensured her nipples would stay hard.

  Their instructors were Teo and Ellia, the owners of the club, whom they’d met upon arrival. They were garbed similarly except their robes were red instead of white. They were a mated pair who instructed together. Rebecca had to admit to being a bit jealous of the tall, thin Ellia. Teo on the other hand wasn’t quite as tall as his wife and appeared soft around the middle. Life wasn’t fair.

  “Come. Come.” Teo waved them toward a pile of cushions on the floor. It was difficult for her to imagine them being part of a sex-slave ring but she knew she couldn’t let her personal feelings cloud her judgment.

  Sitting in the short robe was a bit awkward, especially under Holt’s watchful eye. She noticed he didn’t seem inhibited as he reclined next to her.

  “Please, get comfortable.” Teo stretched out behind his mate on the cushions across from them. His hand slid under Ellia’s robe as he appeared to fondle her ass. “There are no inhibitions here.”

  “I’m just not used to this sort of thing.” Rebecca looked away nervously.

  “We understand but we are here to help you.”

  Rebecca cleared her throat and glanced back at them.

  Ellia smiled. “Please relax and enjoy this time with your mate. If it would please you, we will slip away when we feel the time is right.”

  “That might help.”

  “Good. Now concentrate on your handsome mate.”

  Rebecca had known to expect open intimacy but the first display was a bit jarring. However she soon forgot her discomfort as Holt shifted her up against him. She quickly discovered the display had had an effect on him too. His erection would be hard to miss and harder to resist.

  “We had an opportunity to review your file. I understand you are afraid of submitting anally to your mate?” The question, though serious, made Rebecca want to laugh since it was asked while Teo was loosening his mate’s robe.

  Damn. Ellia’s breasts had to be large, perfect and without freckles. She refused to look at Holt. She didn’t want to see lust in his eyes for the other woman. “I…” Rebecca bit her lip. “Yes.”

  “There is no reason to be afraid,” Ellia nearly purred. “Anal penetration with the right man is imminently enjoyable.” The bitch had the audacity to bat her long eyelashes at Holt.

  “Very true.” Teo spoke about the joys of anal penetration. She heard such words as submission, fulfillment, bonding and conversion but she lost the ability to focus on Teo’s words as Holt caressed her ass, thighs and finally dipped his fingers between her parted legs. “…enjoy his touch.”

  “Yes.” She’d heard enough of his last sentence to respond in a voice much too raspy to be her own.

  “Very good.”

  Holt leaned over her. “It is very good. Very fucking good.”

  “Holt.”

  “You’re so wet baby. You want me to fuck you again, don’t you?”

  “Please.” She nodded.

  “As soon as I get you back to our room, I’m going to fuck you. The assignment can wait a few hours,” Holt whispered.

  Rebecca heard Teo speaking but didn’t understand his words until a tube of lubricant landed on her stomach. “Now is the time. While she is needy and compliant you must prepare her for penetration.”

  “Oh fuck,” Holt murmured almost silently.

  “Don’t fear it, Rebecca.” Ellia offered words of encouragement.

  Rebecca glanced sideways to see the couple had stripped. She raised a brow. Teo had a surprisingly large cock for a small man. Ellia posed on her hands and knees and her smile turned to a look of pure joy as Teo rammed into her ass. “Yes. Oh yes,” Ellia cried out.

  Rebecca turned back to meet Holt’s intense stare. “Do it,” she whispered.

  “Rebecca, you don’t understand,” he spoke against the flesh of her neck while fingers, coated in cool lubricant, circled her anus.

  “Please.” She shifted against him and the finger circling her budded hole pressed forward. “Jesper’s Galaxy.”

  “May the spirit of Gee help us,” Holt murmured as his huge finger pressed deeper into her untried hole.

  She grasped his arms and stared into his darkening eyes as his finger slid in and out. He moved deeper and harder with each thrust until she had to bite her lip to stop from begging.

  “We can’t do this.” Holt rolled away and she sat up, surprised to see Teo and Ellia had left without her even knowing.

  “Damn it. Why not?” She had learned that the Cragon converted their mates by anal penetration but it only worked if the female was a true mate or at least that’s what she’d read. She didn’t know what his hang-up was but to be denied twice steamed her blood. The thought that he might be saving that for his future mate infuriated her.

  “It’s not a good idea.” He leaned forward, elbows on knees as he panted for breath. She didn’t understand his hesitation. It was obvious he was hurting.

  “Why?”

  “It’s not fair.”

  “Fair. What’s fair about leaving me hanging?”

  He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Give me a minute and I’ll make love to you, just not like that.”

  “No.” She pulled her robe on.

  “What?”

  “I said no. If you can’t take me anally then it’s no deal.” She realized she might seem irrational. Possibly it went against his customs to take anyone but his mate in that way but she didn’t care.

  Holt swallowed hard. “Rebecca.”

  “Let me ask you one question. Would you take another woman anally?”

  His eyes slid away from hers and she had her answer.

  “You’re a cold-blooded bastard.” Rebecca climbed to her feet as gracefully as possible and cinched her robe. “Don’t worry. I won’t bother you again.”

  “Rebecca.” He reached out but she dodged his touch. “Fuck,” he cursed as he watched her walk away. His heart sank and for the first time in days his erection waned. A hollow feeling of defeat engulfed him as she disappeared from sight. She’d read the truth on his face and he wouldn’t lie to her anyway. He had and could take other women anally because they weren’t his mate and they meant little or nothing to him.

  He raised his hand to his face and his fingertips massaged his temples as he considered his plight. They had to complete their assignment as soon as possible because he couldn’t survive another session.

  He released a heavy breath. “Rebecca.” If she knew the truth. He shook his head. “Impossible.” He had to keep his feelings and desires to himself. Doing anything else would ultimately destroy the spirit of the woman he loved.

  Mustering all his willpower, he donned a stoic mask as he proceeded toward their assigned room.

  He opened their door to find Rebecca’s robe on the floor but no sign of her. Her belongings were still scattered about so he assumed she just needed a bit of space and he couldn’t blame her.

  Dropping his robe next to hers, he headed for the bathing facility. He’d been pleased to discover the spa still offered hot water bathing as so many resorts chose the less expensive alternative of chemical steam cleansing.

  Chapter Four

  Rebecca threw the few remaining items in her carryall as she heard the water from the bathroom turn off. She felt the steam on her back as he opened the bathroom door and she had to steel herself not to turn and devour him with her gaze.

  “Rebecca.”

  “Holton,” she retu
rned but didn’t look up. Instead, she played with the clasp on her bag.

  “We have an assignment to complete.” She could feel him close behind her.

  “I’ve acquired the info.”

  “What?”

  She shrugged. “Teo and Ellia were in session and the office was unattended.”

  “Are you crazy? You could have been caught and jeopardized the whole mission.” He grabbed her shoulder and spun her around to face him. His eyes flashed angrily at her but it was his near-naked form that caused her heart to race. A towel wrapped low around his hips was his only covering. She swallowed hard as she tried to control her errant thoughts.

  “I’m fine.”

  “You are not experienced enough—”

  “I got the job done. I didn’t need you or your weapon.” Shrugging, she pulled away from his grasp. “I’m ready to go when you are.”

  His eyes narrowed on her face. “Fine. I doubt we will find anything useful in the data since their office was left unattended.”

  He turned away and her breath caught in her throat. She’d seen his tattoo before but today the colors were more vivid. The reddish-brown bird now had feathers the exact color of her hair. There was something erotic about the way the encasement cradled the bird. She longed to touch it…him…just once more but she could not.

  “Interesting tattoo. It seems to change colors.”

  His spine stiffened. “Cragon males are tattooed when they reach adulthood.”

  She snorted. “Did you choose the design?”

  “They are always the same except for the color of the feathers.” He dropped his towel and her thoughts scattered.

  “Oh.” She turned away before she embarrassed herself again. “The colors seem different today. Bolder.”

  “They may be,” he muttered. Every muscle in his body clenched as he fought the urge to turn and take her in his arms. He would give anything to make love to her one more time but it wasn’t to be. He had to let her go before he destroyed her.

  Her eyes on his back almost destroyed his resolve. Knowing that she was looking at his tattoo but didn’t know the significance saddened him. His caged bird now wore feathers of red, the exact shade of Rebecca’s hair. Originally the feathers on the bird were a dull brown as with all Cragon males. The feather color changed to match the hair color of a mate once one was chosen.