Calder by Allyson James

pink her other cheeks had gotten when he’d spanked her.
    He’d wanted to get her ready to take him in her ass, something that would be as unfamiliar to her as flapping her arms and flying.
    He’d known Katarina had never been fucked, not properly fucked in her pussy. A highborn woman got her hymen removed at a clinic when she came of age. Women made a big deal about it, pretending that losing the hymen taught them all the mysteries of womanhood. They forsook sweet cock-in-pussy fucking so they could study philosophy and learn how to create children without touching a male.
    “Then what will you do?” he asked.
    “Nothing.” She folded her arms, which pushed her breasts into luscious mounds.
    “I’ll scan you privately and enter the data. After that, no one can accuse you of breaking the rules.”
    She was serious. Her pretty eyes regarded him worriedly.
    Calder leaned over her. He liked the way her breath smelled, spicy and sweet. He wanted to put his tongue in her mouth.
    “No,” he said.
    “I know your body has been burned. I don’t mind seeing that.”
    Old rage boiled up inside him, the rage that had kept him alive when the scientists in the lab thought he was a write-off. “But I mind.”
    “I’m not trying to humiliate you.”
    Calder straightened up. “Braden take her home.”
    Braden grinned from the sofa and didn’t move. “Nah. She’s right. How come I have to get scanned and you don’t?”
    “What you do when you go to the clinic is your business,” Calder said.
    “I think you’re missing a fine opportunity here, my friend. Maybe you two can strike a bargain.”
    Calder looked back at Katarina. She stood still, folded arms shutting him out.

But he felt her pheromones, double-strength almost, her wanting pouring from her.
    His own body couldn’t help reacting. He wanted to rub his cock against her, first on her pussy then her bare ass.
    Straddle me, he’d say. Ride me, sweetheart.
    Braden was here, but Calder didn’t mind him watching. Having Braden’s hungry eyes on her might turn Katarina on.
    He let his voice grow dangerous. “You’re right, Braden.”
    Katarina looked at them nervously. “What are you talking about?”
    “What kind of bargain can I make with her?” Calder asked, looking at Katarina.
    “What do you think, Braden?”
    “I think if you don’t want her, I’ll take her.”
    Katarina broke in. “Would you two please not talk about me like I’m not here?”
    “Ooo,” Braden chuckled. “She has a temper too.”
    Katarina stuck her tongue out at him.
    “Bring that over here, baby. I have a few things you can lick.” Braden smiled as he spoke, the blue of his eyes getting wider every second. His cock showed hard at his crotch, and he unashamedly adjusted it under the leather.
    “Not without my permission.” The tug of possessiveness surprised Calder, but no way would he let Braden simply have her.
    Braden switched his gaze to Calder. “I like that idea. Will you order her to pleasure me? Pretty please?”
    Calder sensed Katarina’s heightening pheromones, could taste them on the air.
    Braden turned her on, did he? Calder wasn’t sure whether the twinge in his heart was jealousy or excitement.
    He put his hands on Katarina’s shoulders and leaned toward her. Her lovely scent made it hard for him to remember how to speak. “You agree to do what I tell you now and I’ll submit to your scan.”

“For how long am I agreeing to do what you tell me?”
    For the rest of my life.
    “For the afternoon.”
    “And then you’ll come back to the clinic for your scan?”
    “Yes.” Fuck that. By the time he was done with Dr. Katarina d’Arnal, her thoughts would be far from her clinic. He’d finish what he should have yesterday and she’d never want to see him again.
    He had no idea why his heart constricted in that annoying way when he thought of never seeing her again.
    “All right.” Katarina drew a breath that pushed her breasts toward him. “I