Petr's Mate by April Zyon Page A

When she lifted her head , he gave her a gentle smile and pressed a kiss to her hair. “You
are mine,” he said, his voice rough and deep.
    She
smiled at that and nodded. “And you are mine.” She liked that idea, a lot. “I
feel different but odd. I feel like there was something missing and I don’t understand that.”
She hesitated, then pulled back to look at him. “On Earth we had submissives and Dominants, sexually, that is. Well, there
were more than those two but anyway.” She was making a mess of this and found
her face heating. “For the first time in my life I felt like I needed to be
submissive to another person, to you.”
    With
another squeeze to her ass, he shifted them around until they were practically nose to nose and she was
tucked under the covers. “Is that something you enjoy?” he asked, sounding
curious. Sam also detected something more but couldn’t quite put her finger on
what it might be.
    “Honestly, I’ve never been
submissive to anyone but in my heart of hearts I wanted to be that for you and
I don’t know why. I felt as if it were missing while we made love.” She wished
she could explain it better.
    Cupping
her cheek, he rubbed the pad of his thumb to her lower lip. “In my culture many live a Dominant/submissive
lifestyle. Because of our laws to ensure a happy, productive society there are
also aspects of it in everyday life. But many take it to the next level both in
their private and public lives with the one they are soul bonded to. Is that what you want
between us, Samantha?” he asked in a serious tone.
    She
shrugged. “I’ve never thought about it. I just want to be with you. I don’t
know how to explain it. It just was something that I felt while we were loving
each other. So the question is, what do you want, Petr?”
    “A
dangerous question to ask, little one.” He let his hand slip down to collar her throat and squeezed ever so slightly.
“You do like that, yes? It’s a good look on you, Samantha. But if you are open
to going into this fully you will need to set boundaries. Though I have the feeling you will be in sync with
mine.”
    She
nodded and looked up at him. She liked the feeling of his hand around her neck.
A lot more than she should. “Boundaries? Such as what?” She let her fingers
trail over his cheek and her thumb brushed his lips. “How could I have fallen
in love with you in the space of minutes? The moment you touched me I felt as
if I had found my other half. It seems so strange because where I come from there is no such thing as love at first
sight but then you walked into my life.”
    Biting
her finger gently, he flicked his tongue out to soothe the tiny ache. “Hard boundaries would be
things you are not interested in trying, ever. There would also be some soft limits of things you are interested
in trying at least once, and then there would be those things that you are
totally open to doing on a daily or weekly basis.” Petr moved slightly and rolled to the side. When he
came back to settle in next to her again, he had one of the data pads she’d often seen him with in hand. He tapped on the
screen for a time before handing it to her. It was a list. An extremely long
and detailed list.
    She
skimmed through the first few items on the list and felt her mouth hanging
open. “Oh wow.” She looked to the list, then him. “Are these things you want to try or things you have tried
or what is this?” she asked, shocked. Then she chewed her lower lip. “I would
wear a collar, ”
she admitted. “Or bangle bracelets.” There were links to pictures for some of
the things. The bracelets were about three inches wide and would fit over the
middle of her forearm and had his name and hers intricately engraved in them.
“I like these, ”
she confessed. “In my world we exchanged rings when we were married. Do you
still have marriages?” She hadn’t noticed rings, but then again she hadn’t met
many people yet.
    “There
are marriages.