Chapter Nine
Maximus watched Sameya pale at the mention of an orgasm. He’d never met anyone that didn’t greet a climax with eagerness, but sirens were unique among the paranormal castes and the most powerful of all mystic creatures. Their kind ruled Atlantis. They could’ve run the universe, but they were obligated to the survival of mystics. They were the jailers, the assassins, and the sin-eaters for the diversity of the supernatural.
Conflicting emotions migrated through him. He wanted to redden her backside with a long and well-needed spanking, but he wanted to see her expression when she came for the first time. To have discovered she would be enslaved to the one who gave her such pleasure surprised him. He wouldn’t want to be anyone’s slave either. But…she held no qualms about chaining others to her domination.
“We’ll release Gabriel from your serenade first. On your feet, Sameya.”
“I hate you.” She knocked at the arm that had two fingers locked around the jewels encircling her throat.
Holding tight, he yanked her against his body by the necklace, angled his hand beneath her chin, and forced her to tilt her head back to meet his eyes. “At the moment, the feeling is mutual.”
She was so tiny pressed up against him, the top of her head reached only his shoulders, but his dick responded like a flash fire. Flaccid one moment, and hard a second after she connected with his frame.
“Maximus, go easy on her.” Kat gripped his arm. “She’s your mate and scared.”
He was no fool. He knew she was frightened. Being held against her will went against her nature. Sameya used all available resources to gain her freedom. He’d do the same in a similar situation. The problem they had was convincing her she was better off with them.
“Don’t tell me how to treat my mate, Kat.” A gruff statement uttered to keep Sameya guessing. He wouldn’t harm her, but more could be gained if she didn’t know it yet. Besides, he figured she’d consider an orgasm detrimental to her well being, especially in light of what she’d just revealed. “Follow me.”
Maximus tugged on the collar and led her out of the room. “Lucky for you we had a vault installed in our floor.” They’d used it several times to lock their bounty into after capture before transporting them to their employer. He’d never thought to use it against his lover. “Otherwise, I’d probably be dead.”
“Lucky for you, don’t you mean?”
Employing his vampyr speed, Maximus spun and shoved her against the wall. A hand captured her hip, and he elevated her until they were at eye-level. The fingers hooked in her choker released and encircled her throat. “Spread your legs, Sameya.”
“Don’t,” her voice trembled.
“Do it.”
She obeyed, but turned her head aside as she executed the movement. Maximus moved into place between her thighs and released the pressure on her hip, so her pussy snuggled against his cock. His pelvis was all that held her in place. She gasped, eyes rounding before clenching the lids shut.
“Look at me.”
She whimpered, but turned her head toward him. Her eyelids flickered upward. Wary amethyst returned his perusal. Such a unique and amazing color, coupled with her dark complexion and red and black striped hair, she was stunning. Her lush figure was made for seduction. Maximus could not wait to sink into her body.
“You ever turn Gabriel against me again and I’ll beat you.”
“You try it, leech, and I’ll annihilate you.”
“Forgetting so soon who is in control?” He tweaked her collar. She blanched. “If I told you to go to your knees and suck my cock, you’d do it without a blink.”
“No gentleman would force a woman to perform sexual acts.”
“Don’t make the mistake of comparing me to your elite Atlantis society, my fuckable reaper. I’m no gentleman. In fact….” he ran his thumb along the pulse in her neck; it beat wildly against his pad. “Allow yourself to pretend my mouth is between your legs. Feel my tongue licking you, as if I am really there. Get very close to climaxing, but stop before going over the edge.” She’d come with him and Gabriel, but not because of some fantasy-induced release.
Sameya blinked. She shifted and froze with a tiny squeal when his erection nestled perfectly against her folds.
“Are you pretending?”
“No.” Staring at his mouth, she licked her lips. “I can’t. I have nothing to compare your suggestion to.”
“Pity.” He’d rectify that immediately. Maximus stepped away from her and watched her slide down the wall. Her shaky legs almost gave out when her feet touched the floor. He’d rattled her, and that pleased him. Withholding a grin, he wrapped his fingers in her jewelry once more and led her back to his bedroom. Inside the room, he slammed and locked the door. “Sit on the bed.”