She wanted him.He’d always known that, and despite her initial tantrums and complaints, he’d never lost sight of the scintillating chemistry sizzling between them.It was there in that first message.It was there again on the cold street corner when he’d swept her to safety, and by the time he’d watched her from the ether, that desire had taken on a life of its own.
“Your breasts are made for my mouth.”His gaze darted to meet her eyes, and what he found there enthralled him.Her gaze was guarded, frantic bewilderment already giving way to the types of carnal needs he suspected Kristina could never tell anyone about.
Not that she would have a choice anymore.From that point on, he would demand that she tell him everything.
“Master.”Her blue eyes swam with need.“We can’t.I can’t…”
One of his palms left her tempting ass, crashing back against her nearest cheek, and he took a moment to drink in that pained glint that flashed in her gaze.
“You shall do whatever you’re told and take whatever you’re given.”His erection throbbed in acquiescence.
She gulped back whatever she was about to say next, no doubt wisely guessing what any reply would have earned her.
“There are rules, little one.”
He shouldn’t have been discussing rules before he impaled her, but sitting there, massaging her tight muscles, he heard the words spill from his mouth.
“Master?”Her fingers stiffened at his shoulders, the fact that she was finally addressing him as he’d demanded doing little to assuage his growing ardor.
“Between you and me.”He couldn’t remember any mortal being as tantalizing as she was.“There are to be rules.”
A flick of his hand brought her body flush with his, her head face to face with his, and her legs were free to wrap around his middle as she buried her delicate hands in his hair.He hesitated at the gesture, unsure if he should allow the liberty, but the sensation of her fingers gently tugging at his scalp was sending fresh electricity to his groin.
Fuck.
How could one woman create so much need in a being as ancient as he?Shelley had turned his head and turned him on, but whatever the two of them had created from the ashes of her incarceration had never been like this.
It never consumed him.
“You must obey me.”He pinioned Kristina with the weight of his stare, aware of the irony of the instruction as her incredible breasts crushed against his skin.
He was the one insisting that she obey, while she was the one gripping so tightly to him that it felt as though she was about to tug out the strands of his hair.Somehow, though, Kronos relished the sparking intensity, her pawing at him a sign of her growing passion.
“You must comply without hesitation or question.”
Her eyes were wide and pained, as though his words hadn’t made sense.
“Master.”Her tone was urgent, her hips rocking forward and grazing his torso in response.
He might have smirked had he not been so caught in the frenzy of whatever magic they were conjuring together.He had spent so long compelling her to refer to him as her master, yet in the heat of their desire, she could say nothing else.As for her bucking hips, he had bedded enough mortals to know that was a promising sign.He hadn’t yet had the pleasure of exploring between her legs, but he’d have been willing to bet that he would find those lips wonderfully wet and pliant.
“Do you understand, little one?”One of his hands rose to her back, his fingers splaying across her smooth skin, and he was pleased to see how much warmer she’d become.“Tell me you understand, and I shall give you what you want.”
She mewled in response, one of her hands falling to his neck as she breathed her reply.“I understand, Master.”
Kronos got the sense that she would have agreed to anything to get him where she wanted him, or, to be more precise, where she craved his cock to be.
Her vacant assent would need to be addressed.He knew that.Over time, he would nail down her obedience and ensure she understood the consequences if she failed to meet his requirements, but sliding the hand still at her ass down to stroke over her labia, he knew that moment would wait.
She gasped as his digits skimmed over her soft hair.He didn’t need to delve between her lips to know she was ready for him.The evidence of her interest was there on the tips of his fingers, abundant and ready for him to devour, but still, he goaded her, toying with them both when he growled his demands against her mouth.
“Do you want me?”The hand at her back glided higher until his digits tangled in the blonde tresses.“Tell me.”
Consent had never been such a pivotal matter for him, yet he never normally fucked a mortal so soon into her captivity.As his gaze collided with Kristina, though, he intuited how important it was to get her say-so, to hear her words reflect the fervor of her zealous body.
“Yes.”The word sounded like an agonized plea.“Yes, Master.”
He grabbed a fistful of her hair, the deed ensuring she released any remaining hold of his as he pushed his body weight against hers.The hand brushing her sex was only about an inch from the crown of his cock.It wouldn’t take much effort for his pulsing organ to finally claim what they both surely recognized was his.
