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readiness.
    “Stop.”
    Steffania glanced up into half-lidded eyes that held banked fire. Muscles worked in his tightly clenched jaw. A strong hand cupped the back of her head and pulled her toward his groin.
    “Use your mouth.”
    With hands that shook from pure want, she clasped his upright shaft and rinsed him. She held his cock steady as she rimmed its fat head, lubricating it with her saliva. As she sucked him into her mouth, his abdomen contracted and he grunted a softly murmured expletive that she did not quite catch. His large hand tightened in her hair, but he didn’t force her down onto his cock, as she had feared. Rather, his tight grip on her hair stabilized her head and set a rhythm to her sucking pulls. His flesh tasted clean. His satin skin filled her mouth completely, pressing her lips against her teeth. There was no way she could take the whole length of him and she added her hands to her stroking. His hand held her firmly down and with a choked off moan, he came, flooding her mouth. She swallowed convulsively. He tasted bitter and salty and...delicious.
    He held her there for a few moments, and then ran his fingers through her hair in a gentle caress, pulling her away from his receding organ and pressing her head to his thigh. Finally, he released her entirely. He sat back into the warm water and closed his eyes. “Go to bed, Steffania. It’s been a hard day. I’ll join you shortly.”
    Water ran down her legs onto the floor as she climbed out of the tub, dried her body and walked nude to their bedroom. She removed the remains of her makeup and the comm-disc. She climbed into the luxury of the huge bed and waited for him, frustrated and resentful. Her body ached with a firestorm of unreleased arousal but she could do nothing about it. Ram could walk into the bedroom at any moment , and she didn’t want to reveal her anguished need for the release only he could give her; no mere hand or tool could replace what she had seen but a moment before. But it had been a long day and fatigue finally claimed her.
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    Steffania awoke to a soft grey morning. Ram’s hand gently played with her left nipple ring, sliding the dainty gryphon charm back and forth on the delicate circlet of precious metal. The previous night’s arousal returned with vicious heat when his fingers gently rolled and pinched the hard pink bud of her nipple. She lay on her back with Ram’s weight pinning her right side, his heavy thigh swung across her pubic bone and his torso, weighing down her right shoulder. A hot, hard erection branded her abdomen. The sensation of being held down and controlled just fucking does it for me. The comm-disc gleamed on the low table near the bed. Good. Don’t want to share that thought.
    She closed her eyes again and surrendered to the want building between her thighs. If she could have moved Ram’s heavy weight pinning her thighs together in the deep down of the featherbed, she would have opened her legs in wanton invitation. Desperation tinted her need for Ramsey. Honesty forced her to admit that the sense of obligation and duty to Verdantia and Ari DeTano that figured so prominently in her decision to participate in this charade played no part in her physical response to this man. She was doing this for her own gratification. God help me.
    His right hand abandoned its play at her breast and drew delicate circles on her ab domen then meandered in a slow, taunting slide down to her groin. Ram’s knee opened her thighs to make room for sure fingers that ran lightly along the swollen, slick flesh between her legs. One delved gently between the hypersensitive tissues, capturing her moisture, bringing it up to circle her pulsing clit. With a soft moan, Steffania opened wider. Ram’s face nestled into the crux of her neck. He began to place soft kisses up the side of her neck to her ear.
    “You will accompany me to the training ground and socialize with the other slaaf . Find out anything you can about