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raising her hand. “He’s right.” She sighed. “How many times have you counseled me and then fed me after I have heard a confession. I should know better.”
    Her advisor kissed the top of her head. “You should do as your mate has told you to.” He brushed his hand down her hair, an action synonymous with Amanassa trying to temper the truth. “I don’t want you to get in trouble.”
    She bit back on a laugh. “Really?” More than aware that Amanassa appreciated her penchant for being punished, she giggled. She peeked at Michaelerus and wondered if he would get into a little Dom/sub.
    Her mate cocked an eyebrow. His gray eyes sparkled. Lust infused the air with a heady scent. She moved a little farther into the room and strategically placed herself close to the door leading to the sanctuary.
    “ Run , tesra . Run now or submit. ” Michaelerus’s words echoed in her head.
    “ Do you think you can catch me? ”
    He chuckled. “ What do you think? ”
    Amanassa laughed at the duo. “I say we give her to the count of three.”
    Michaelerus nodded. “The rules are simple in this game we play, tesra . I catch you, and you submit. If your counselor should be the one to corner you, he will be in charge of our game.”
    She inched closer to the door. “Fine.”
    “One,” Michaelerus said. The grin gracing his highly kissable lips grew. “Two.”
    Jada spun around and raced for the door.
    “Three.”
    She would have slammed into the portal if Michaelerus hadn’t caught her arm and pulled her back against him. How such an enormous man moved so fast was beyond her. “You cheated,” she whispered. With her back plastered to his torso, his hot breath wafted her hair. Her heart rate exploded when Amanassa leaned against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest.
    “I never said I fought fair,” Michaelerus whispered.
    Delicious tingles raced down her body. A throb took hold of her core. She doubted she would ever get tired of Michaelerus or what his mere presence did to her body.
    Sand slipped down on them. The music she was becoming more and more aware of played in the background. This time it wasn’t a soft, lilting tune. No. This time the beat was hard and fast. It drove through her. The pulse in her pussy grew in intensity. “By the Gods.” Her nipples turned to hard buds.
    “Yes.” Amanassa winked at her. “You are true life mates.” He straightened and bowed to Michaelerus. “You have control of the play, Supreme Commander.” Naked hunger burned in his gaze.
    “Are you ready, slave?” Michaelerus asked. He slowly turned her around.
    “What do you think?” She lifted her hands to lay them on his chest. Beneath her fingers, she felt the hard tattoo of his heart. Images of having Amanassa deep in her pussy while Michaelerus pounded her dark hole popped into her mind’s eye. A shiver raced the length of her spine. “Tell me. I want to know what you expect from me.”
    Her counselor was intimately familiar with her penchant of courting punishment during sex. She liked to be dominated. She also liked the mixture of pain and pleasure.
    “I think you need a lesson in submission.” Michaelerus took a step back. “Undress.”
    Caught between two alpha males had her nerves twanging with desire. Add in the lust careening through her and she was primed for anything, as long as whatever position Michaelerus chose for her ended up with her screaming his name.
    “You’re learning, slave.”
    “Get out of my thoughts.”
    Liquid heat gathered in her panties when Michaelerus wrapped his arms around her waist. His left hand skimmed across her hip to gather her skirt. Amanassa strode to stand behind her and palmed her breasts. The already tight buds of her nipples amazingly tightened more, and she moaned. Michaelerus had dipped his hand beneath her skirt. He stroked her clit through her silky panties.
    She’d have collapsed had he not held her upright.
    “You’re wet for us, slave. This pleases me.”