Tamed by the Beast(16)
He lifted my hands above my head and secured both of my wrists in a strong grip, his much larger cuffs dangling from my grip, but I would not let go. I needed him to wear the cuffs, to put them on his wrists.
The metal cuffs struck one another, the ringing sound of metal striking metal distinct in the warm air. With my arms above my head and his massive body before me, I was trapped, completely at his mercy. God, I really, really hoped I hadn’t just made the biggest mistake of my life.
“Mate.” He took his cuffs from my hand, held my arms trapped with one hand and lifted the cuffs up between us with the other.
I nodded my head against the hard wall, offered a breathy, “Yes.”
Arms stretched above my head, I was on display, my ample breasts thrusting forward, cushioning his enormous chest. I couldn’t answer, not without my voice cracking with pain. He was so damn beautiful, so big and fierce and perfectly formed. The moment I’d seen him, I wanted him.
He lifted his head, his harsh breathing the only sound in the sterile space. I opened my eyes, tilted my chin up, to find the beast watching me intently.
“Need,” he growled. “Fuck you.”
Shocked, I realized he was asking for permission. This beast of a man was actually asking for permission. Even in his fevered, wild state, he was making me consent. My hands were restrained, but I knew he’d release me, let me go if I had changed my mind. And that made me even hotter and wetter for him. I’d been hot for him since that crazy dream in the bride processing center. I licked my lips, my breath hitching. But he didn’t want to mate me, only fuck. Well, if nothing else, I was about to get the ride of a lifetime.
His cock was hard and hot, pressed between us and suddenly I wanted nothing more than to wrap my legs around his waist and take him for a ride. He was my mate and I wasn’t going to deny that, no matter how much he did. I could fuck him now, hopefully soothe the beast, then make him see reason when his mind was clear.
“Yes,” I breathed. “I want you inside me.”
I did. I needed this so badly.
He growled and turned me to face the wall, just like I’d been in my dream. He released his hold on my wrists but when I tried to move, I could not pull my arms free, the golden cuffs now locked somehow to a metal device in the wall I’d not noticed before. Tugging, there was no give. I was the prisoner now.
Even with his cuffs in his hands, he easily stripped the dress from my body, letting it pool at my feet. The cool air of the room only made the heat emanating from him only that much hotter. I felt it against my back.
I waited, expecting him to position his cock at my core and thrust deep. Instead, Deek’s hands roamed my body, cupping and teasing my heavy breasts, massaging my thighs and ass. His firm touch explored every inch of me, from the top of my smallest toe to the curve of my stomach, the arch of my brow, and all the while a low rumble built in his chest, the sound exciting me until wet welcome coated my thighs. My pussy was so hot it throbbed with each beat of my heart, the thumping need making me desperate to be filled, desperate for release.
“Do it already,” I commanded, out of patience. I’d transported across the galaxy to save this man, and now he wanted to play touchy-feely when I was so empty I wanted to sob. I’d never been like this before, never needed or wanted so desperately. “God, please. Just fuck me.”
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
Fire raced through my bloodstream as his firm hand landed on my bare ass, the crack of the fast, fiery spanking making me shudder, first with shock, then with need. “Deek!” I cried. “What are you doing?”
I looked over my shoulder and watched as his palm lifted and spanked again and again.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
“No orders.” He struck the opposite side of my bare bottom and I wilted like an orchid on hot asphalt.
No orders. From what Dax said, he was a commander, a leader of his own battalion of warriors. He liked to be in charge, and it seemed that pertained to me, too. I melted under his command, something inside me erupting to wrestle control of my body away from my mind, to submit. I was trapped, completely at his mercy, and the knowledge made my body surrender to his will utterly and completely.
With a whimper, my legs collapsed and I hung from the bands around my wrists. Instantly, he lifted me, taking my weight. With a strength I’d never dared imagine in a man, he turned me in his arms to face him.
“Mine.”
He stared down into my eyes as he lifted me. I was naked and he shifted, the broad head of his cock nestling at my entrance. Without delay, he filled me, slowly, opening me wide, then thrusting deep.
Chapter Five
Commander Deek