“Clean me.”
His tone shifted to more of a sensual purr, and her gaze darted from his face to his finger, trepidation and desire warring there.He didn’t know the woman well yet, but it was obvious that she was seriously conflicted about her predicament.She wanted to break free of the spell Kronos had placed over her—mortals always did.They sensed his magic, yet had no power to override it, but he’d have bet she had never known a passion like the one he’d ignited in her.
And then there was the issue of his denial of her needs.She wouldn’t forget that decision in a hurry.
Pulling in a shaky breath, she rose higher on her knees and wrapped her lips around the end of his digit.The sensation of her hot suction stirred his recently-gratified organ, but its incessant throb was easier to ignore than it had been.
“Very good,” he praised, gliding the finger from her mouth.“You have done well, little one.”
That was an understatement.Centuries of snatching women and molding them to his liking had never produced a mortal like her before.He had no idea he’d been waiting for a human like Kristina until he’d found her, but there on her knees before him, the Kristina-sized hole in his life was finally complete.Repletion washed over him like a warm, satisfied wave.
“Well?”She choked out the word as though his compliment had left a bad taste in her mouth.“Isthatwhat I’ve done,Master?”
He disliked the intentional disrespect in her tone.
“Do not ruin things.”He glowered down at her.“I am happy with you.It would be a shame to taint your performance.”
“Myperformance?”Her reply was an accusation.“I don’t know who you are, or what you want from me, except this!”She gestured to herself, as though there was something forbidden about her wonderful nudity or the incredible intensity they had already shared.“But I can’t carry onlike this.”
“Come now.”Ignoring the way her tone should have elicited a consequence, he pursued compromise.
He didn’t want to use his magic to seal her lips again, not when she had satiated him so beautifully, but he had no desire to listen to her list of complaints, either.Coming to heel wasn’t only about taking his cock on demand, it was also about understanding when silence was required.It seemed it might take longer for Kristina to learn that lesson.
“I will make you happy, Kristina.”He reached for her face again, willing her not to recoil when his thumb glided over her cheek.Her skin was hot and wet where his cum had landed.“I will attend to you, look after you, and worship you, and all you must do in return is obey me.”
She turned toward his hand, puzzlement gleaming in her gaze.
“Obey you?”The resignation resounding in her voice was welcomed.He much preferred it to defiance.
“That’s right,” he cooed, wondering whether he should help her back to sleep or ensure she was fed first.It had been some hours since she’d last taken a meal, and he knew how frail humans could become without regular sustenance.
“Obey you, and drink your cum, and not even be allowed to come myself!”Her boldness returned with a vengeance, its malice conveyed with its own petulant edge.“How can any of this be right?”
“Right?”He scoffed, his patience growing thin.He knew he should be tolerant of the mortal who had accomplished so much so soon, but, though he was divine, he, too, was made of flesh and bone.His forbearance was not without limit.“Who is to say what is right?”
He fired the query at her, knowing the answer would always be him.Wherever she was, and whatever he permitted her to do,hewould decide what was right.
“Okay, I’m sorry.”Her gaze fell as if she’d been able to read his mind, her hands collecting in her lap.
He sighed at the infraction.He should have penalized her for moving without his permission, should have laid down those rules he kept referring to, but instead of playing the stern conqueror, he was once again inclined to relent.
He scowled at the anomaly.Kronos enjoyed playing the dominant leader, but something about her motivated a different response in him as well.Not only did he want to maintain her wellbeing so that she was in peak condition to serve him, but there was a new and unnerving tug to care for and protect her.
He couldn’t criticize her when he hadn’t yet fully explained his expectations.She needed to hear his rules in full.
“Rise.”He thrust a hand in her direction.“There is much we must discuss.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Kristina
Kris had no idea why she took his hand.She supposed she was tired of being on her knees, weary of the denigration, and demoralized at the way he’d denied her any pleasure, and that being on her feet was better than kneeling.As she rose on shaky legs, though, she was still naked and unable to flee from the strange white room.
She was still his captive.
“Sit down.”
He motioned to the chair he had been sitting on, but the brusque quality of his tone told her his words were less an invitation and more of a command.Realizing there were few options other than to comply, she shuffled in the chair’s direction before turning to sit on it.
