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bucked beneath the confines of his pants. “That depends. Are you Saroji, or Summer?” He braced for the answer, longing for the return of his betrothed, yet understanding her hesitancy. So much had happened to both of them, and even their courtship had been tempestuous. How could he expect to pick up where they had left off all those years ago? He was being unreasonable.
    Her gaze clouded and she stepped back, dislodging his hands in the process. “I can’t let you into my mind, Malik. Too many lives are at risk.”
    He accepted her decision with a stiff nod while his heart ached in protest. Possessing her delectable body would only make him crave a true joining all the more, but he couldn’t resist, refused to deny himself what she was willing to give him. “Then lose the robe and let’s begin.”
    She loosened the belt and let the robe slip off her shoulders, revealing the upper curve of her breasts. Her image had kept him sane through the long, lonely years of Gathosian training. Anchors couldn’t be forced. They had to willingly accept the energy tether or their brains were irreversibly damaged. Years in the military, and inherent stubbornness, had allowed him to hold out longer than most.
    With her arms still in the sleeves, she allowed the robe to bunch around her waist. Her breasts were full and firm, the nipples surprisingly vivid given her pale skin. His fingers itched to touch but he suppressed the temptation. If she was going to torment him with limitations, he would make her wait for each orgasm and challenge her physical boundaries. They had only begun to explore her sexual potential during their betrothal but he’d sensed the depths of her carnality.
    “Off. Now.” She immediately obeyed. He kicked off his shoes as he said, “Undress me. You do not have permission to touch me, only my clothes.”
    Objection flickered in her expressive eyes, but she moved toward him and went to work. Her hands were deft and quick. Apparently this was a directive she was happy to obey. When he stood before her naked, he allowed her a moment to caress him visually.
    Her hands rubbed her thighs and her gaze zeroed in on his cock. As if to welcome her stare, his shaft lengthened and swelled, arching away from his body. “He can’t wait to be inside you again.” He fisted his shaft and stroked, enjoying her body’s reaction. Her nipples hardened and she licked her lips as a lovely flush crept up her neck. “Are you wet?” She nodded. “Show me.”
    She pushed her hand between her thighs and shivered, then showed him her cream-covered fingers.
    “Come here. I want a taste.” She brought her hand to his mouth and he sucked her essence off her fingers. “More.” With a needful moan she touched herself then offered him the shiny proof of her arousal. He sucked and licked, curling his tongue around her fingers until her hand began to shake. “Where’s the playroom? Mistress Autumn assured me this suite had every amenity I could imagine.”
    She looked as if she might object then inclined her head and moved toward the bedroom. He followed, watching the graceful sway of her hips and the tempting flex of her rounded ass. If all she would allow him was access to her body, he would access her body in every way possible.
    Lust stabbed his balls at the thought of covering her, feeling her writhe beneath him as he thrust strong and deep into her tight back passage. He’d only taken her like that once before but she’d screamed with pleasure as she came hard enough to make him groan.
    The playroom wasn’t large but it was well equipped. He left her standing in the middle of the room as he explored the possibilities. He wanted to take her from behind but he wanted to see her face. The large mirror covering the far wall would allow him to do both. A narrow, padded table with arm and leg restraints was positioned adjacent to the mirror. Apparently he wasn’t the only one who liked to watch while he fucked.
    “On your back