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Moving to the foliage near the waterfall, he pushed it aside. She was surprised to see it concealed a wall. With the press of a button and part of it slid away to uncover a closet. He removed a stack of white towels and returned to the pool, dropping them on the ground and keeping a washcloth, before rejoining her on the bottom step. He lifted her and shifted so that she straddled his lap.

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Daggar had had a plan when he intercepted the women in the garden, but damned if he remembered what it was. One look at Kendall had been all it took for his Delroi nature to take over. Instinctively he'd known she required dominance just as he also knew sex was the only place he'd ever get her complete obedience. As long as she continued to surrender to the bond growing between them, he thought he could live with that.

She shifted, tried to move out of his lap, and he repressed a growl. Or maybe not. His cock was already hard again so he simply lifted her and guided her onto his shaft. She gasped as she took in his length and he took in the mouthwatering sight. Her head fell back, an expression of rapture on her face, and her breasts thrust forward in invitation, the gold hoops gleaming in the clearing's bright light. Piercing nipples was an old, mostly abandoned custom of warriors' mates. He wasn't sure how he felt about hers already being done, but he sure as hell appreciated the effect.

He leaned forward to take one into his mouth, rolling his tongue around the metal, learning the unique texture and 31

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taste. Her nipple hardened when he scraped his teeth over it and her moan was loud in the quiet clearing. Her cunt clenched around his erection. Satisfaction surged through him and he smiled. His woman, and she responded beautifully. If he could keep her in bed and occupied, she'd never defy him. It sounded like the best battle plan he'd ever come up with even though he knew it wasn't remotely feasible. As if to remind him of that his communicator began a soft beeping. He cursed silently. Now was not the time for duty to call. As if sensing his distraction, Kendall lifted her body and slowly lowered it back down on to his cock. The hell with duty. He was claiming his mate. Whatever fire currently going could wait. She rose again, this time moving back down faster, harder. He leaned back against the rim of the pool and allowed her take over, watching her through lowered eyelids and struggling to let her have the control she clearly needed. But his grip on the need that raged in him, to claim and dominate, was slipping.

She continued the sensuous torture, smiling a little, until he rolled one hard nipple between his fingers. He watched her reaction carefully as he slowly increased the pressure. Leaning forward he sucked the other one between his teeth, worried the tip with his tongue while biting the base, then tugging at the hoop. She gasped and moved faster, her cunt tightening and loosening around his cock. When she was panting, when the breathy little cries she made altered and took on the undertone of desperation he'd heard earlier before she came, he moved. Releasing her breasts, he gripped her hips and stood, carrying her deeper 32

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into the pool where he braced her back against the wall under the waterfall and pounded into her.

She came with a loud keening cry on his first hard thrust. Her pussy gripped him tightly, her hands clung to his shoulders. He should punish her for coming without permission, but decided to let her skate this time. She liked pain and she'd responded well to his dominance, but she'd probably have to be eased the rest of the way into his world. He'd start her lessons tonight.

His communicator chirped again, and sighing he released her hips, reluctantly let her slide down his body before carrying her out and getting dressed.

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Ignoring Daggar, she walked around the small clearing gathering her clothes and sighing when she picked up her thong and shirt. Both were ruined. Kendall dressed quickly, knotting the ends of the shirt together, thankful enough buttons remained to cover her breasts. She was embarrassed and put off by his sudden change in attitude. Well, maybe it hadn't changed very much. He was still quiet and severe looking. He just wasn't giving her those hot melting looks anymore. Irritation threatened to take over. He wasn't looking at her at all. That wasn't the sort of thing that had ever bothered her before. She'd had many lovers over the years, but none she felt a particular attachment to, none she wanted to wake up to every morning. She shook her head and muttered under her breath. What the hell was she thinking? He wasn't that man either.

She slipped her shoes on and looked around for Daggar. He moved so quietly she jumped when he came up behind her and set his palm on the flat of her back. With a slight nudge, he turned her in the direction of the door Laney and Britt had disappeared through.

It opened onto a large living room that combined with a dining area. The sofas were low to the ground and looked like plush dark brown leather. Britt and Laney were talking softly on one and looked up when they entered, but before Kendall could greet them Daggar pulled her towards a hall at the other end of the room. He didn't take her down it though. 34

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Instead he stopped under the entryway, lifted her face with a grip on her chin, and kissed the hell out of her. God, the man had a genius tongue. She wondered what it would feel like on her clit, thrusting into her pussy. Could envision him in the act, wanted to order him to do it. As soon as the vision rose in her mind, he pulled away and scowled. She felt his displeasure and disagreement.

"You don't get to make demands,
der'lan
." She frowned. She hadn't said anything, hadn't asked for anything. He couldn't know what she was thinking. And what an odd choice of word to use. Demand. She wished she could command him to go down on her, to pleasure her.

"You wouldn't like it," he practically growled. "You don't want to be the one in charge. You want to be taken over almost as much as I want to take you over." His voice was lowered to a whisper and the irritation was gone. It was slightly amused, totally sexy. Coaxing.

She didn't even stop to wonder how he knew what she was thinking. It was probably all over her face. Sighing, she tried to pull away. He never would let anyone order him around and he was right. She probably wouldn't like it anyway. Professionally she was together. Confident and forthright and in no way submissive. But privately, intimately, she longed to submit, to give up control. Craved it. His smile was slow and very masculine. Leaning forward, he kissed her forehead.

"I'll see you in a few hours. And after dinner, I'll be happy to indulge that craving,
der'lan
." She gasped. What the fuck? He couldn't know what she was thinking, but his expression was so smug. So satisfied. 35

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He turned her around to face the room and slapped her ass as he whispered in her ear. "Be good while I'm gone, baby." She jumped at the hard tap and his use of the endearment, whirled back to give him a piece of her mind but he was already striding off down the hall. Feeling her friends watching, knowing they'd be curious and pester her with questions, she blushed, turned back to the room and approached, grinding her teeth. No way was she telling them anything about what had happened between her and Daggar. She sat on a couch opposite them without a word, leaning back into its soft embrace. She looked at Britt first then turned to meet Laney's gaze.

"What does
der'lan
mean?" Laney grinned. "The most literal translation I've heard is

'mate of my heart.'"

Kendall sucked in a breath and winced as she shifted.

"Are you okay?" Laney asked no longer smiling. Now concern marred her features.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Oh, was she fine. Her pussy still throbbed from Daggar's possession, her clit still ached. When she got some alone time, she'd remedy that herself. "Why?"

"Daggar's reputation is ... well how do I put this?"

"Just spit it out."

Laney shrugged. "He's a Dom. You know, as in BDSM

Dom?"

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plans for her. Her pussy flooded with her juices. God, she hoped so.

"And it looks like he's decided to be
your
Dom," Laney added with a grin.

Kendall narrowed her eyes. Oh no. No no no. If that got around, her reputation would be shredded. She tried to pretend indifference, mimicked Laney's earlier shrug.

"That's too bad. I can't do that." After a moment of stunned silence, both women laughed and it was Britt who spoke first. "Oh honey, we know you're into the domination and submission thing. We've always known."

Kendall felt a blush heat her face before lowering it into her hands and shaking her head. This was mortifying. If that was true, what did they think of her? Of her dark desires?

Laney leaned over and patted her knee. "It's okay, you know." Kendall looked up. Laney's eyes sparkled. "Alrik gets a little forceful too."

That may be true, but Kendall seriously doubted Laney let him tie her down and flog her or control her orgasms. The physician in her took over and she glared. At least he better not in Laney's current condition. The other woman huffed.

"Don't worry. If anything right now, he's always too gentle." She squirmed in her seat. "Which, I might add, is seriously not working for me."

Britt grinned this time. "Sounds like the man needs some shaking up."

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"You got that right," Laney answered darkly before sighing.

"New subject. He'll be gone another week and I'm already horny enough as it is."

Britt and Kendall both stared at her.

"What?"

"Um," Kendall started trying to find the right words before taking Laney's own advice and just saying it. "You always used be, well, sexually inhibited."

It was her turn to stare for a minute and then she threw her head back and laughed. Kendall marveled at the change in her old friend. She was so open now, so unrestrained. Finally she sobered but the smile never left her face.

"I suppose I was. Before. These Delroi warriors have a way of breaking down your walls."

Kendall scowled. She didn't like that. She was more than happy to indulge in a sexual relationship with Daggar, but she'd be leaving in a few weeks and had no intention of leaving any part of her heart behind. At the thought, she swore she felt strong fingers gripping her wrist, tugging. The sensation was so strong she looked down to make sure no one was touching her, tried to shake the feeling off when she saw her wrist was unshackled. But it didn't matter. She felt Daggar's disapproval, knew he was going to protest her return to Earth. It scared the crap out of her, that knowledge.

"What the hell is this connection?" she whispered to herself, to Laney.

Her friend's expression closed. "You'll have to discuss that with Daggar."

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Fuck. Kendall stared, feeling persecuted. Talk about being thrown to the lions.

"I need to know, Laney. And you're withholding info." She scowled. That went against their personal rules, their personal code with each other.

"I'm sorry." She really was. Kendall heard the remorse in her tone. "It's better if it comes from him. Trust me on this." Well, shit. Laney had never steered her wrong before, but this felt almost like a betrayal and now she was asking for trust? Kendall sighed. And she would. Had never been mistaken in doing so in the past.

Britt changed the subject and after Kendall changed shirts, Laney decided to give them a tour of the warrior wing of the palace after showing them around the family quarters. Everywhere they went, she looked for Daggar and her disappointment, along with her craving for him, only increased when he never appeared. Maybe it'd meant nothing to him. Maybe he didn't feel the connection, the frantic need that she did. That just pissed her off and she fought it with every ounce of her determination. Even then, she had no idea how she got through the next few hours, especially when he didn't show up for dinner like he'd promised. She excused herself as soon as the plates were cleared, claiming exhaustion and hurrying along the corridor to her room. Inside, she dug through her bags, relieved when her hand closed around the vibrator. Thank God. Stripping, she lay down on the bed and turned the thing on, pushed it inside herself with no preamble, no warm up. As horny as she was, as desperate as she was to come, she 39

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knew she'd be sopping wet. She gulped back a sob. She hoped this would be enough, but suspected not. She wanted him. Only him.

The toy buzzed inside her, an outside extension of it nestled against her clit, as she imagined him. The force, the command. She pretended he was with her, ordering her to knees, ordering her to take him in his mouth as he stood over her and flogged her back and refused to let her come. She whimpered. She needed to come so badly.

In her mind she saw him cram his cock into her mouth, not giving her time to adjust, and set a steady fast rhythm. Her heart pounded and her pussy gushed. She was so close. Squeezing her eyes shut, she imagined him coming, imagined swallowing every last drop before he told her she could come too.

She exploded. The strength of the orgasm would have brought her to her knees if she hadn't already been lying down. She sprawled on the bed, letting her knees fall apart as she imagined him there with her, imagined smooth gentle hands stroking, bringing her down from the high. Perfect. Such the perfect fantasy.