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you have to do is feel. Imagine my hands and mouth on your breasts . . . my fingers, tongue, and cock thrusting between your legs. . . . Your only task would be to enjoy the pleasure I can give you. Imagine the freedom in that.”
    Freedom. Submission. The words could not be used together. They were mutually exclusive, but every time Victoria opened her mouth to retort, he filled it with food.
    He continued to feed and fondle her until she writhed in the seat. Her skin was hot and tight, her cleft wet and creamy. Max knew all about her. He would have studied Familiars with precision and her in particular. It was his mission to hunt those who defied the Council. He knew Familiars craved to be touched and well fed. His approach was unusual, and therefore caught her off guard. They usually tried to fuck her into submission, not coddle her into it.
    Soon her belly was full, which normally made her sleepy. But not tonight. The burning lust in her veins kept her from napping. But still she was languid. Pliable. Max lifted and carried her to her room, and she was unable to protest. She wanted to feel him inside her like she wanted to breathe. Still, she wasn’t a fool. With a softly spoken word, Victoria bound his powers.
    His smile told her he felt what she’d done. It wasn’t just any smile, but one that promised she’d pay.
    It only made her hotter.
    Max set her on her feet, and turned her to face away from him. Anticipation rippled down her spine, making her shiver and breathe shallowly. With a firm, irrefutable hold on the scruff of her neck, he pressed her forward until she bent at the waist, face down in her bed.
    â€œMax?”
    As he pulled away, his teeth scraped her shoulder with seductive portent and before she could blink, her hands were bound behind her.
    â€œWhat the hell?” Her heart raced in near panic. She couldn’t believe he would move so quickly. She had never been bound. The sudden feeling of helplessness reminded her of the way she’d felt when Darius stood in the midst of deadly swirls of magic and she could only watch, useless. “No!” Victoria struggled wildly.
    â€œHush, kitten.” His large body came over hers, a warm physical blanket. With his hands on either side of her head, he nuzzled his cheek against hers, his voice far huskier than usual. “I won’t hurt you. Not ever.”
    â€œI— You—”
    â€œYou can’t bind my powers,” he murmured. “You’re strong, but not that strong.”
    â€œI don’t like this, Max.” Her voice was a plaintive whisper.
    Then one of his hands lifted from the mattress. She felt it working against the curve of her ass just before she heard the slow rasp of his zipper lowering. To her amazement, the arousal that had died flared to life again.
    â€œYou’re so tense.” He licked a slow, wet trail along the length of her spine. “All you have to do is lie there and come.”
    Suddenly, she couldn’t see, her vision blocked by some spell he’d cast. Victoria went completely still, her breath caught in her throat. She’d never felt so completely at the mercy of someone else.
    Between her legs she ached with an arousal that made her writhe. Despite what her mind said, her instinctual nature could not be denied.
    â€œLook how ready you are.” His fingers stroked between her legs, gliding through the creamy evidence of how excited she was. “It must be exhausting fighting against yourself all the time.”
    â€œFuck you,” she spat. Though his tone was matter-of-fact and not smug, she still felt suppressed. Restrained.
    Dominated.
    â€œActually, I’m going to fuck you . And you’re going to trust me enough to enjoy it.”
    â€œI can’t trust you. I don’t know you. I only know what you want, which is the exact opposite of what I want.”
    â€œIs it?” he asked patiently. “You’ll know me