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to let go of everything but my need for calm. At one with myself, I’m centred.” Drekk watched Ryen while he put his big hand over his cock. Up and down he jerked, his shaft tight as fluid beaded the tip. “I want to fuck you, Ryen. To feel you around me. To feel that mouth swallow me whole,” he rasped and quickened his hand.
    Ryen groaned as he unconsciously arched his hips towards Drekk.
    “You want me. You want to feel me as I do you. It’s natural. It’s right.” Drekk let go of his cock and fondled his balls. “See this? You make me so hard. I can’t think of anything better than fucking you. So who’s the master now, do you think?” Ryen wanted to take that cream into his mouth. To swallow Drekk’s load and feast as he gave Drekk the same.
    “I’m going to come, Ryen. Do you want to watch me come?” Ryen fought the urge to say yes.

    “Do you want to come? Do you want my mouth over you? My hand taking you to bliss?”
    “No,” he denied, contrary to what his body wept for.
    “Such a liar,” Drekk said around a taunting grin. The bastard let loose a hint of his scent and Ryen swore. “What do you want?”
    Ryen wanted it all, damn Drekk. He let loose his own scent and Drekk’s grin faded.
    “Tell me what you want,” Drekk said again, his eyes going totally black, his voice deep and commanding. His power curled around Ryen with such force Ryen wanted to bow down in supplication, to give over to Drekk’s control.
    “Nothing.” The urge to cry struck him hard as he denied his base instincts.
    “Fine. Then watch what could have been yours.” Drekk stroked himself again, faster and harder until he came. He didn’t make a sound as he jetted over his hand and belly.
    Ryen licked his lips, ravenous for that something he constantly craved. So close, so within reach...
    Drekk wiped his hand on his shirt before removing it. He tossed it to the ground and tucked himself back into his trousers. “That took the edge off. How ‘bout you? Cuffs, follow me.”
    The bastard had the nerve to chuckle as he led Ryen back into the bedroom. Each step felt like torture as Ryen’s swollen shaft rubbed against his constricting trousers. Ryen wondered what the hell was so wrong with him that the sight of Drekk jerking off nearly had him creaming his own pants.
    “You’re going to be in pain for a bit, I’m afraid.” Drekk shook his head. “Pity. I look forward to watching you spill. Unlike my generation, yours was made with pleasuring in mind. You can’t be oblivious to your attraction.” Drekk ordered Ryen to stand straight, hands at his hips, feet shoulder width apart.
    “I had plenty of willing women in the labs, Drekk. I have Nebite blood in me.”
    “As do I. Yet not a hint of it’s in my face.” Drekk grinned, his lips full and kissable.
    Kissable? Alarmed, Ryen changed the subject. “So what’s with this? Jerking off? Making me watch? The sex talk? You think you can seduce me into succumbing? Hell, Drekk. You want to prove you’re better than me? Just take off the cuffs and fight me like a man.”
    “No can do. This, my friend, is the way to go. A fight is an easy, physical solution. One that involves pain. We won’t associate pain with your surrender. It needs to be voluntary.” 

    “Coward.” Ryen enjoyed the brief anger that passed through Drekk’s clear gaze.
    “Believe what you want, but you know, deep down, you want to give in. You want to bow to a master, to fulfil the ultimate purpose behind your existence. To Serve. I know because I’m the same. I fought, as you do. It’s not the sex so much as the desire, Ryen. I love women and I love men. We shared Glaia, didn’t we?”
    “Yes.” Ryen would give anything to have her hot mouth again. He felt like he would explode.
    “But she wasn’t really there, not in here.” Drekk tapped his head. “I was fucking you , Ryen.”
    A wet spot on Ryen’s trousers attracted Drekk’s attention.
    Drekk smiled. “Lesson number one,