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wet for me. If you re not then I will know you were telling the truth. But if you are& He let his words hang between them, unfinished. But& no, you can t! She pressed her thighs together tightly, as though she could keep him out. Don t be foolish, Lauren. Kris slipped one hand into the high slit in the silky green material of her dress, just as he had longed to do earlier. And don t forget that I am your Master here. Your body belongs to me to do with as I choose. Relax and submit. The last words he spoke in a tone of command, letting her know he was on the edge of losing his patience. He felt her tremble against him again and then, with a soft sob, she spread her thighs, giving in to his dominance. That s right, my darling, he murmured soothingly, stroking the damp curls that covered her soft mound. I won t hurt you& just relax. She shivered against him, drawn tight as a wire while he ran seeking fingertips along her honeyed slit. The soft lips of her cunt were slick and swollen with desire. He parted them gently, hearing her small intake of breath as he stroked along the sensitive bundle of nerves at her center. She was very wet, as he had known she would be. So it seems that you lied to me, Kris murmured in her ear, still stroking her gently but firmly. He spread her further and pressed two long fingers into her tight entrance, making her moan low in her throat. The air around them was filled with her delicious fragrance the scent of a woman in heat. Wh-what are you going to do to me? She was holding onto his shoulders, obviously trying to keep her balance while he kept up the maddening pleasure. Her eyes were wide in the dark room, seeing nothing, he knew, but the dim outline of his face as he touched her. For now, nothing, Kris assured her. He stroked into her steadily, feeling her wet heat tighten around his fingers, knowing she was close to the edge. Half of him wanted to make her come then and there, to watch her face while the orgasm overtook her. But he was close to the edge himself too close. If he watched her sweet face flush with that ultimate pleasure, if he felt her wet cunt spasm around his fingers as she gasped out her pleasure, it might be too much. He might not be able to stop himself from taking her then and there, and he was not yet ready for that. N-nothing? Lauren gasped. No. Kris removed his fingers regretfully, finding great satisfaction from her little mewl of disappointment as he did so. But remember who is Master here, Lauren. And next time you lie or disobey me in any way, there will be the most severe penalty, which I promise. Do you understand? I-I understand, she gasped softly, still leaning against him for support. Please& just let me go. He drew back, studying the slanting green eyes, gone wide with fear and desire in the dimness of the room. Her breath was coming in short little pants and he could feel her heart racing madly. Her trembling hands pushed ineffectually against his broad shoulders. If it is truly what you desire then, I will let you go, he said and placed a soft, openmouthed kiss on her pink, panting lips. For a moment it seemed she would surrender to the kiss, and then she jerked her head back, turning Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html away from him. Please, she said in a low, unsteady voice. I can t& I don t& Very well, Lauren, he whispered softly into her ear and then let her go. Come, the banquet awaits. Chapter Ten Lauren stumbled after him on legs that felt like sticks. How could he do that to her? When he touched her and used that low, commanding tone of voice it was like she was made out of melted butter. Like he had reached inside her head and found exactly what made her feel hot and vulnerable and needy& Well, hehad reached inside her head, in a manner of speaking. He d read the Mac s entire contents, Lauren reminded herself for the umpteenth time. He knew about her secret, shameful wish to be dominated. But just because he knew, didn t mean she always had to let him get to her like this. She pressed her trembling thighs tightly together, still feeling his long, strong fingers stroking into her, then shook her head, to clear the image. It was time to straighten up and stop letting Kris affect her so much. Here we are. He looked back at her briefly and nodded at a set of massive, wooden double doors that looked like the entrance to a dungeon directly in front of them. Remember who you are while we are here, Lauren. His pale blue gaze burned into her for a moment and then he rapped twice on the heavy wooden doors. Straightening her spine, she walked tall behind him and tried to look regal and bored instead of confused and half-naked, which was how she felt. The door swung open to reveal a massive chamber done in somber tones of red and black. Gray stone walls were hung with richly woven tapestries that seemed to depict violent and sexual themes exclusively and the black marble floor reflected the scenes of submission and pain in its shiny surface. Lauren thought that whoever had designed the room wanted to be certain that The House of Pain lived up to its name. To their left, as they entered, was what appeared to be a small stage with a red velvet curtain drawn across it. To their right, the room was filled with a U-shaped table. About twenty-five people, who she supposed must be humans and vampires, sat around it. Although Kris was the only vampire she had every knowingly seen, it seemed to Lauren that she could pick the vamps out of the crowd easily. The vamps had paler skin and there was a look of coldness in their eyes. The same look she remembered seeing on Kris face when he first came to her lab and coerced her into joining him for dinner. That night seemed about a hundred years ago now. Lauren couldn t help but remember that when he looked at her now, the pale blue gaze was hot instead of cold. She shivered and tried to push the thought away. Sitting at the exact apex of the U at the huge table was a person whose appearance simply screamed vampire . Either that or deviant , she was beginning to wonder if they were the same thing. The man, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |