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lower, nipping at her stomach. "None of the other trainers is me."
"The understatement of an age." Her legs parted again, and her hips bucked up. "I've never had quite so much faith in a man's promises to make me scream."
"Too much talk of other men." He closed his hands around her thighs and pushed them wide before staring up at her face. "Never do that in bed with a warrior. A trainer can accept it --" Or he should be able to. "-- but a warrior will turn viciously possessive."
"I know that." She stared back at him. "But you're not claiming me. This is training. A test."
He didn't want to hear logic, so he silenced her by sweeping his thumb across her cunt, hiding a groan at the slick heat of her. "I'll claim you soon enough, and in ways you can barely imagine."
Lexa laughed, low and husky. "Try me, Dejan."
"Later. For now..." He slicked his thumb through her folds, teasing over her clit with the barest of touches. "I want to see you come."
She shuddered, and her entire body strained toward his touch. "Harder."
For once he obeyed, more interested in watching her pleasure rise than reasserting dominance. He stroked her more firmly. "That's right."
" Yes ." She rocked up, finding a smooth, maddening rhythm despite the chains that bound her. It was intoxicating, the way her body moved, bound yet so free.
His beast craved, wanted her pleasure. Wanted to claim her. The latter would have to wait, but the former... He slid two fingers inside her and fucked her with them, his breath coming in panting growls as she writhed for him.
She cursed and clenched tight around him, gripping his fingers, and the slow flush of orgasm stole up her chest. "More, don't -- don't stop --" Her words dissolved into a scream, and she shivered and shook under his hands.
By the Goddess, she was beautiful when she came.
Dejan coaxed her to the peak of pleasure, then eased a third finger into her as she trembled with the aftershocks. Before they could fade completely, he crooked his fingers, searching for the spot that would send her wild again.
She shrieked when he found it, her hips coming off the bed. The chains rattled furiously, nearly obscuring the soft, desperate whimpers that followed her screams -- demands, pleas.
His name.
She came with utter abandon, and his cock ached from watching. He wanted to bury himself in her body and ride her, to feel that clenching heat around something other than his fingers.
But he had to test her. Push her. See how many times her body would rise to climax before she shook with exhaustion.
But Lexa shivered and twisted her body away from his hands. "It's my turn again."
A challenge, and as quickly as that the beast snapped the leash.
Lexa gasped as Dejan surged over her, but she didn't get a chance to speak before he wound a hand in her hair and kissed her. She tried to kiss him back, but he plundered her mouth, seemingly intent on dominating her. Owning her.
It almost made her come again.
Power thundered through the room, an overwhelming press of wild, feral magic. When he lifted his head, something dangerous glinted in his dark eyes. "You don't get a turn."
"Don't I?" The challenging words were useless. His power had awakened something primal inside her, and even as she spoke she relaxed and bared her throat.
He took it this time, closed his teeth over her pulse with a loud growl and marked her.
Her head was swimming, and her skin throbbed with his mark. She'd never been this wanton or out of control, and she expected it to frighten her. Instead, she found herself whispering Dejan's name in a quiet plea. "Take me."
Another growl, and he leaned up and pulled at the chains, dragging her hands toward the center of the bed but keeping them bound. A soft click , and he reared back and closed his hands on her hips before flipping her body. She landed on her stomach, the cuffs holding her wrists crossed above her head.
His breath fell hot against her ear. "Say it again."
She knew that, once she
"The understatement of an age." Her legs parted again, and her hips bucked up. "I've never had quite so much faith in a man's promises to make me scream."
"Too much talk of other men." He closed his hands around her thighs and pushed them wide before staring up at her face. "Never do that in bed with a warrior. A trainer can accept it --" Or he should be able to. "-- but a warrior will turn viciously possessive."
"I know that." She stared back at him. "But you're not claiming me. This is training. A test."
He didn't want to hear logic, so he silenced her by sweeping his thumb across her cunt, hiding a groan at the slick heat of her. "I'll claim you soon enough, and in ways you can barely imagine."
Lexa laughed, low and husky. "Try me, Dejan."
"Later. For now..." He slicked his thumb through her folds, teasing over her clit with the barest of touches. "I want to see you come."
She shuddered, and her entire body strained toward his touch. "Harder."
For once he obeyed, more interested in watching her pleasure rise than reasserting dominance. He stroked her more firmly. "That's right."
" Yes ." She rocked up, finding a smooth, maddening rhythm despite the chains that bound her. It was intoxicating, the way her body moved, bound yet so free.
His beast craved, wanted her pleasure. Wanted to claim her. The latter would have to wait, but the former... He slid two fingers inside her and fucked her with them, his breath coming in panting growls as she writhed for him.
She cursed and clenched tight around him, gripping his fingers, and the slow flush of orgasm stole up her chest. "More, don't -- don't stop --" Her words dissolved into a scream, and she shivered and shook under his hands.
By the Goddess, she was beautiful when she came.
Dejan coaxed her to the peak of pleasure, then eased a third finger into her as she trembled with the aftershocks. Before they could fade completely, he crooked his fingers, searching for the spot that would send her wild again.
She shrieked when he found it, her hips coming off the bed. The chains rattled furiously, nearly obscuring the soft, desperate whimpers that followed her screams -- demands, pleas.
His name.
She came with utter abandon, and his cock ached from watching. He wanted to bury himself in her body and ride her, to feel that clenching heat around something other than his fingers.
But he had to test her. Push her. See how many times her body would rise to climax before she shook with exhaustion.
But Lexa shivered and twisted her body away from his hands. "It's my turn again."
A challenge, and as quickly as that the beast snapped the leash.
Lexa gasped as Dejan surged over her, but she didn't get a chance to speak before he wound a hand in her hair and kissed her. She tried to kiss him back, but he plundered her mouth, seemingly intent on dominating her. Owning her.
It almost made her come again.
Power thundered through the room, an overwhelming press of wild, feral magic. When he lifted his head, something dangerous glinted in his dark eyes. "You don't get a turn."
"Don't I?" The challenging words were useless. His power had awakened something primal inside her, and even as she spoke she relaxed and bared her throat.
He took it this time, closed his teeth over her pulse with a loud growl and marked her.
Her head was swimming, and her skin throbbed with his mark. She'd never been this wanton or out of control, and she expected it to frighten her. Instead, she found herself whispering Dejan's name in a quiet plea. "Take me."
Another growl, and he leaned up and pulled at the chains, dragging her hands toward the center of the bed but keeping them bound. A soft click , and he reared back and closed his hands on her hips before flipping her body. She landed on her stomach, the cuffs holding her wrists crossed above her head.
His breath fell hot against her ear. "Say it again."
She knew that, once she
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