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She twisted and turned and rode the powerful orgasm as much as her bound position allowed.
    “That’s it. Take what you need. You are so beautiful.” Brushing kisses over her face, Zaek fingered her until she sighed and went slack against the bed. With a shuddering sigh, she buried her face against his neck and took shallow, rapid breaths interspersed with whimpers and moans. Her bound hands clenched and unclenched around the tether anchoring her to the headboard.
    Kissing his way down to a breast, he firmly stroked the warm lush flesh. He took first one then the other nipple into his mouth and suckled. As he worshipped her breasts, he lowered his hips so his cock could rub over her mound. The feel of her silky, wet skin was pleasurable torture.
    Moving back to her mouth, he kissed her, thrusting his tongue as he’d soon thrust his cock inside her.
    When he sensed her renewed arousal, he broke off the kiss and whispered against her ear, “Now for the claiming.”
    “I won’t survive.” She placed biting kisses down his jaw then moved to his chest where she nipped at the area over his heart.
    Ansu bhau! He shuddered as the small bite hit the spot where his gemat mark would appear. The erotic stimulation threatened his foundering control and had him thrusting his hips over her mound.
    Another sensual touch from Cheri of any kind would set off his climax before he could get inside her.
    His naughty little enchantress needed to learn who was boss in the bedroom. He braced over her on one arm and squeezed a luscious breast.
    Cheri whimpered, the sound somewhere between pleasure and pain―and full of need.
    Perfect .
    Then he pinched her nipple—hard.
    “Ouch.” She glared at him, though the effect was diluted by the lambent arousal present in her heavy-lidded eyes. “What was that for, you sadist?”
    He chuckled. She was so cute when she hissed like a she-kitten.
    “I didn’t give you permission to bite me … yet.” He brushed a kiss over her sweaty forehead and looked into her midnight blue eyes. “This is me claiming you. You can claim me later … in my quarters … our quarters.”
    “So … the game is still afoot?” She rubbed the side of her face over his chest and licked at the spot she’d teethed.
    “Cheri…” he warned in a low growl as he pinched the nipple once more. “Stop that.”
    “Don’t you like it?” She smiled as she brushed kisses over his chest everywhere but the hypersensitive spot she’d teased. The minx! She’d been well aware the area would be an erogenous zone at this stage of their bonding process.
    “Yes, I like it,” he muttered against the silky softness of her hair, his voice husky, “and the sim-game is over. Your Prime barbarian male chased you down and will now claim you.”
    Zaek tipped her face up and kissed her, plunging his tongue inside her luscious mouth, needing her taste on his tongue.
    Cheri would soon bear his mark. No other man would dare touch her. And if one did, he’d kill the apayebo —and no Prime court of law would convict him. The gemat-gemate bond was sacred in their culture.
    He broke off the kiss. “Let’s see how you like being teased.”
    Zaek sat back on his heels between her legs and began to massage circles over the heated skin over her right ovary where her marking would appear. His firm touch soon had the pale pink sexual flush of her skin heated to a crimson red. With his other hand, he idly traced her dewy, puffed labia and added an occasional swipe over her very swollen clit.
    Cheri inhaled sharply and arched into his touch. “That’s amaz-z-zing.”
    “It’ll be even better once we mark.”
    “It couldn’t be,” she whimpered and tossed her head from side-to-side as she visibly strained to come. Every muscle in her body was taut with need.
    His little mate was a glorious vision as she reached for her pleasure. Then there were the sexy, breathy sounds that came non-stop from her rosy, bee-stung lips.
    “Gawd,