Sons of Amber by Bianca D'Arc Page A

every inhibition and trust him with her very life. She did trust him, though, she realized. She would follow him to the ends of the galaxy and back, if he let her. She could deny him nothing and knew that he cared on some level for her as well. He wouldn't let any harm come to her if it was within his power to prevent it. She was safe with him.
    Breathing deeply, she answered the plea in his eyes.
    "I trust you, Ezekiel."
    His satisfied smile stole her breath. Ezekiel pulled out and Michael's hard arms lifted her as if she weighed nothing at all. Her head whirled as he carried her quickly into Ezekiel's cabin. Michael apparently knew the layout of the ship fairly well, for not once did his steps falter.
    He looked down at her, his harsh face lit with desire as he whispered for her ears alone. "I'm Michael, by the way. I knew you were special the moment I saw you on the end of that transmission. I've never seen Zeke so happy." Zeke moved up to the bed then, four lengths of flexible rope dangling from his big hands. Her breath caught in ther throat when she saw them, and the heated expression on his face.
    "I thought we could try these." Zeke grinned devilishly as he handed the ropes to Michael. A look passed between the two Sons of Amber that made her mouth go dry and her insides quiver.
    "Give her a quick climax first, then we'll tie her up," Mike agreed with a knowing nod. This man was a connoisseur of women, it was easy enough to see. What had she done, agreeing to whatever they wanted? For a moment she thought of backing out, but then Zeke climbed between her thighs and started to play with her sensitive bud. All thoughts of fleeing left her mind as wetness seeped from her core, making her as ready as she'd ever been. So close now to orgasm, it would take little to make her come. He knew it, too. She could tell by the glint in his smiling eyes.
    "There's something you need to know about Mike, Angel. He's a Dominant."
    "Um…what?" It was hard to concentrate with him touching her like that, but she tried her best. A sudden thought occurred as she tried to puzzle out his words. "Oh. Do you mean he likes to be on top?"
    Both men laughed, but not in a mean way. Zeke was driving her higher with his teasing touches, making it even harder to take in what he was saying, but she struggled to try. "Oh, she's precious, Zeke. I can see why you want her." Mike's words sounded more admiring than teasing, so she knew they weren't laughing at her. Not that any of that would have mattered at the moment. As it was, she could barely breathe through the spiking pleasure as Ezekiel touched her just the way she needed.
    "No, sweetheart." His voice was gentle as he brought her closer and closer to the peak. "When Dr. Waithe designed us, she made different types of males. Some are Pioneers, some are Moderates, some are Risk Takers, like me, and then there are also a quite a few Doms, like Michael. They like to dominate sexually, and there are many women who want and need to submit. You've already taken the first step by agreeing to this. I'm going to let him tie you up and give you pleasure, but ultimately you're mine, Angela. Never forget that." He lowered his lips to suck on her clit. "Your mine!" he whispered fervently against her straining flesh just a moment before he bit down gently, 28

    using his lips. She came under his mouth, fingers, and tongue with a wave of pleasure that wrenched a short, keening cry from her throat.
    "Not bad, little brother," Michael commented from beside the bed, looking down on them, "but I'll bet we have her screaming before the night is through."
    Zeke levered himself up off her and grinned. "I bet I can make her scream with pleasure first."
    Mike reached across her body to shake Zeke's hand and seal the wager. She could barely believe these two magnificent men were competing to make her come loudest. It would be childish if it weren't so darn stimulating. She had just come, but already her fires were lighting