“Here I am,” she whispered in a voice that onlytrembled a little. “Come and do it. Before I change my mind.”

He came to her slowly, his face like athundercloud. Trin’s heart thudded in her chest but she lifted her chin and methis eyes. If they were going to do this, it would be on her terms and her termsalone. She just wished her pussy would stop throbbing and her nipples wouldstop tingling. She told herself it was just the passion berry wine working onher but the closer he got, the stronger the urge to reach for him became. Trincould smell his warm, spicy scent—what he’d called his bondingscent—surrounding her. Goddess, how could she want him so much when she knew itwas so wrong?

No,stop it—stay strong! she orderedherself. She got on the bed, naked on her knees with her hands on her thighs. Thrace kneltopposite her in the same position.

“All right,” he growled. “If that’s the way youwant it, we’ll get right to it.”

He reached between her legs and cupped her pussy.

“What are you doing?” She started to back away buthe shook his head.

“Un-uh, baby—hold still. You want it over and donewith? Fine, we can do it like that. But first I have to see if you’re ready forme. I won’t hurt you just to ease your guilt. If we’re going to do this, youhave to be wet enough to take me.”

“Fine.” Trin gritted her teeth and held still whilehe spread her pussy lips and stroked her inner folds, testing her wetness.Despite Thrace’sangry tone, his big hand was infinitely gentle as he explored her. She tried tostifle her moans as his long fingers stroked slowly around her throbbing clit,caressing the little bundle of nerves so tenderly she felt like she mightscream.

“Satisfied?” she asked at last, wishing her voicedidn’t come out so high and breathy. Goddess, he was driving her crazy! The wayhe was touching her felt good—much too good. I shouldn’t be enjoyingthis. Shouldn’t want it at all—any of it. But how could she help wantinghim when he touched her like this?

“Almost. Just need to check if you’re wet enoughinside. Can you let me do that baby?” His voice was a soft growl that sentshivers down her spine as much as the sparks of pleasure his gentle, insistenttouch was sending through her body. “Can you let me penetrate you with myfingers one more time before I fill you with my cock?”

“I…I guess so,” Trin whispered, trying not to letthe hot, forbidden words affect her.

“Good.” Thrace looked into her eyes as heslid two long, thick fingers into the depths of her cunt.

“Ahh!” Unable to help herself, she gripped hisbicep to keep her balance as he thrust deep to penetrate her to the core. Shecould feel his fingertips caressing the end of her channel and she knew thatsoon his shaft would be there. It felt so good Trin could hardly stand it butshe forced herself to hold still and not work herself against the invadingfingers as they fucked slowly in and out of her.

I’mnot enjoying this, she toldherself sternly. I’m not, I’m not, I’m not!But if she wasn’t enjoying it, why was her pussy so hot and wet for himalready? Why did her body react so strongly to his gentle, teasing touch? It’sthe passion berries—just the passion berries, she tried to tell herself butshe only half believed it.

At last, Thrace withdrew his fingers. Stillkeeping his eyes locked with hers, he sucked them into his mouth, cleaning awayall her juices. The sensuous gesture made her shiver with desire and Trinwanted to melt in a puddle at his feet—to open herself completely and let himlick and suck and pleasure her until she couldn’t think anymore—until she couldonly feel.

But that was wrong. She shouldn’t be enjoying this.Suddenly the images she’d seen in the temple as a girl rose into her mindagain—the females on their hands and knees, being taken from behind in the mostbrutal and animalistic way possible. That was what she deserved for doingthis—pain and humiliation. That was what she needed.

“I hope you’re satisfied now,” she said, trying tokeep her tone curt and clipped. “Because I’m ready to get this over with.”Turning her back to him, she crouched on the bed on her hands and knees anddefiantly spread her thighs, offering him free access to her naked, unprotectedpussy.

Then she waited, her whole body as tight as awire—waited for him to take her. To shove the length of his long, thick shaftinside her and fill her with his seed.

Nothing happened.

Finally, Trin turned her head and looked at him.

“Well?” Her voice came out too high again and shehad to clear her throat and give it another try. “Well? What are you waitingfor?”

“You asked if I’m satisfied with your wetness.” Thracefrowned at her. “Well, I’m not.”

“You’re not? But I…you…your fingers…” She broke offabruptly, biting her lip, thinking of how his long fingers had glistened withher juices. How could he say she wasn’t wet enough after seeing that? But Thracewas shaking his head.

“You’re not ready yet. Just because you’re wetenough to take my fingers doesn’t mean you’re wet enough to take my shaft. It’sconsiderably thicker, as you know.” He stroked the long, thick ridge of fleshthat was clearly visible under the tight black leather trousers he wore. “Don’twant to hurt you.”

“Maybe I shouldn’t be ready,” Trin said in a lowvoice. “Maybe…maybe it should hurt.”

Thrace frowned. “I told you, I won’t hurt you just tosalvage your pride or ease you guilt. If we’re doing this, we’re going to do itright.”

“Fine,” Trin said, lifting her chin. “And how doyou propose we do it ‘right?’”

“Just have to get you a little more ready. Don’tworry, baby—I can take care of it.” His eyes were half-lidded as he leaned downto place a hot kiss on the place where her upper thigh met her buttock.

“What are you—?” Trin started to get up and turnaround but his heavy hand on her back stopped her.

“Don’t move. I said I can handle it.”

Suddenly he was behind her on his hands and knees,his long arms wrapped around her thighs to split her wide. Trin gasped as shefelt his hot breath on her bare ass.

She started to close her legs but Thrace nipped her tender fleshsharply. Trin cried out and stopped struggling to shut her thighs.

“Ow! Why did you do that?”

“You have to hold still. Surrender to me,baby—surrender completely. Remember—this isn’t your fault and it isn’t yourchoice. You don’t even want it—I’m only doing it to save your life.”

“I know.” It was what she had been telling herselfbut all the same Trin bit her lip, wondering why his words made her feel sosad…so small. The next minute he nipped her again, drawing her out of her reverie.“Please!” she gasped. “What are you going to do?”

“Going to taste you, baby.” His voice was a low,hungry growl. “Going to lick you open—lick your sweet little cunt until you’recompletely ready to take me.”

“But I don’t think…I shouldn’t let you,” Tringasped. “I told you, I don’t want it to feel good. I don’t want to come! Idon’t….ohhhh.” Her protests ended in a moan as she felt his hot tongueconnect with her outer pussy lips and he took a long, slow, leisurely tastebetween her thighs.

“It’s not up to you. Not anymore,” Thracegrowled, looking up briefly. “So just relax, baby. Relax and let me lick youopen.”

Trin moaned again and writhed helplessly as shefelt his hot tongue invade her inner folds. She couldn’t help noticing that hewasn’t calling her “Mistress” anymore. Clearly he was in charge in thisscenario and he wanted her to know it. Though she had ordered him to just getthis over with, he was refusing to rush their encounter. And though sheexplicitly told him she didn’t want to feel pleasure, he was doing everythingin his power to give it to her anyway. But what could she do to stop him?

Nothing,she thought, moaning again as he bathed her pussywith his tongue. He’s too big—too strong. There’s nothing I can do butsubmit and try to get through this. Just like the girls in the pictures theyshowed us at the temple. But those girls had been terrified and unwilling.Though her situation was a little frightening, Trin couldn’t honestly say shewas being hurt in any way. Thracewas simply holding her very firmly as he opened her with his tongue.