and his anger. Definitely not.
“You will do everything he tells you to do. Say it.”
She remained stubbornly silent.
“You will fucking say it, or I’ll haul your ass over to Danix right now and let him have you with my blessing. You will not put us all at risk because of your prissiness.”
Her mouth fell open. Prissiness? “Because I don’t want to fuck like an animal before a bunch of slobbering men, you think I’m prissy?” She bucked beneath him, angrier now than when he’d called her a “fluffy little bitch.” “Get off me!”
He sighed, and his warm breath feathered her temple, stirring her hair. He shook his head and she stilled, realizing he was more than scared. He was desperate.
She peered into his eyes. She didn’t know if he would have forced her, if he would have taken her to Danix or if he would have just given up. But she didn’t like the tired, flinching look in his eyes.
She sniffed and glared over his shoulder. “What, then?”
“If Danix takes you, he will have me as well.”
“Why?” she whispered.
“Because I also belong to Mach.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Mach will not let Danix take you, not without a fight. But as strong as Mach is, he is outnumbered by an entire band of housekeepers who are as bad as he is. They will win. Mach will die. And Danix will take both of us.”
“You wouldn’t fight?”
“Of course I’d fight! But before I’d get much of a chance, or you either, for that matter, housekeeping would restrain me. And you.” His dark eyes glittered. “How would you like being tied up by a band of Mehnarthi housekeepers?”
As he spoke, he rubbed his pelvis against hers, and she couldn’t help her immediate reaction to him. Her breath came faster as he rocked against her, his hard body almost painful against her.
She shifted, opening her legs to his weight. She’d already forgotten what he’d just asked her.
“Will you play your part, Cin?”
Heat seared her pussy, and her clit began to throb. “Yes.”
“Thank you. Now tell him .”
Mach was returning. She nearly groaned aloud with desire. She wanted him. She wanted them both.
He loomed suddenly, a dark shadow over Elder’s shoulder, and immediately her mind relaxed. Her body, though, her body tensed, her breath coming quicker, her heart beating faster.
She took the plunge.
“Master,” she said and reached her hand toward him.
She could feel his shock. It radiated from him in waves. His big body froze behind them, his muscled arms bulging as he clenched his fists.
Elder waited, unmoving.
Mach finally moved, leaning forward and putting a big hand on Elder’s shoulder. He said nothing, but Elder slid off her as though he had. He went into the bigger man’s arms, and as she watched them stand chest to chest in a tight embrace, Cin felt a spark of jealousy.
She wanted to belong with them, to them. She wanted to be needed, loved, and desired that way. She climbed to her feet, but stood alone and silent, unsure.
Mach kissed Elder’s forehead, then murmured something to him she couldn’t hear. At last he looked at her. “Come.”
She took his outstretched hand and let him pull her into their embrace. For long moments they held one another, each taking and giving what the others wanted, which right then was simply a sense of acceptance, of togetherness.
After a while he pulled away and stared down at her and repeated his earlier command. “Undress.”
And this time she didn’t argue. She stood, and with their stares upon her, began peeling her clothes from her body.
At last she was naked before him, before Elder, and before housekeeping, waiting for his next command. Elder knelt upon the ground, watching her, and Mach stood a few feet from them both, his outline dark against the fire.
The silence was heavy, with only the crackle of the fire, the far-off howl of an animal, and the occasional buzz of a nightfly to lighten the air. Even the Mehnarthi quieted.
Her heartbeat
“You will do everything he tells you to do. Say it.”
She remained stubbornly silent.
“You will fucking say it, or I’ll haul your ass over to Danix right now and let him have you with my blessing. You will not put us all at risk because of your prissiness.”
Her mouth fell open. Prissiness? “Because I don’t want to fuck like an animal before a bunch of slobbering men, you think I’m prissy?” She bucked beneath him, angrier now than when he’d called her a “fluffy little bitch.” “Get off me!”
He sighed, and his warm breath feathered her temple, stirring her hair. He shook his head and she stilled, realizing he was more than scared. He was desperate.
She peered into his eyes. She didn’t know if he would have forced her, if he would have taken her to Danix or if he would have just given up. But she didn’t like the tired, flinching look in his eyes.
She sniffed and glared over his shoulder. “What, then?”
“If Danix takes you, he will have me as well.”
“Why?” she whispered.
“Because I also belong to Mach.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Mach will not let Danix take you, not without a fight. But as strong as Mach is, he is outnumbered by an entire band of housekeepers who are as bad as he is. They will win. Mach will die. And Danix will take both of us.”
“You wouldn’t fight?”
“Of course I’d fight! But before I’d get much of a chance, or you either, for that matter, housekeeping would restrain me. And you.” His dark eyes glittered. “How would you like being tied up by a band of Mehnarthi housekeepers?”
As he spoke, he rubbed his pelvis against hers, and she couldn’t help her immediate reaction to him. Her breath came faster as he rocked against her, his hard body almost painful against her.
She shifted, opening her legs to his weight. She’d already forgotten what he’d just asked her.
“Will you play your part, Cin?”
Heat seared her pussy, and her clit began to throb. “Yes.”
“Thank you. Now tell him .”
Mach was returning. She nearly groaned aloud with desire. She wanted him. She wanted them both.
He loomed suddenly, a dark shadow over Elder’s shoulder, and immediately her mind relaxed. Her body, though, her body tensed, her breath coming quicker, her heart beating faster.
She took the plunge.
“Master,” she said and reached her hand toward him.
She could feel his shock. It radiated from him in waves. His big body froze behind them, his muscled arms bulging as he clenched his fists.
Elder waited, unmoving.
Mach finally moved, leaning forward and putting a big hand on Elder’s shoulder. He said nothing, but Elder slid off her as though he had. He went into the bigger man’s arms, and as she watched them stand chest to chest in a tight embrace, Cin felt a spark of jealousy.
She wanted to belong with them, to them. She wanted to be needed, loved, and desired that way. She climbed to her feet, but stood alone and silent, unsure.
Mach kissed Elder’s forehead, then murmured something to him she couldn’t hear. At last he looked at her. “Come.”
She took his outstretched hand and let him pull her into their embrace. For long moments they held one another, each taking and giving what the others wanted, which right then was simply a sense of acceptance, of togetherness.
After a while he pulled away and stared down at her and repeated his earlier command. “Undress.”
And this time she didn’t argue. She stood, and with their stares upon her, began peeling her clothes from her body.
At last she was naked before him, before Elder, and before housekeeping, waiting for his next command. Elder knelt upon the ground, watching her, and Mach stood a few feet from them both, his outline dark against the fire.
The silence was heavy, with only the crackle of the fire, the far-off howl of an animal, and the occasional buzz of a nightfly to lighten the air. Even the Mehnarthi quieted.
Her heartbeat
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