Zandian Lights (Zandian Brides 4)

“I’m not a pet to be trained.” But my words lack bite, because his strong, clever fingers are stroking me just the way I like it.

“Not a pet,” he agrees. “My mate. My sweet, responsive little human. I’m going to teach you to veck just the way I want.” He slides his fingers into me, rubbing the spot that causes my thighs to quiver.

“Mother Earth,” I gasp.

“To do what I say, when I say it. You’ll be my personal pleasure slave,” he promises me.

But as he continues to tease my G-spot, he uses his other fingers to play with my clit, and it’s like he’s my personal pleasure slave at the moment. “You’ll worship me,” he adds, but his voice is so reverent, that it’s clear he’s completely under my spell, just as I am for him.

The sting and burn on my ass is the perfect complement to the tingles his fingers are drawing from my body. I don’t know why I love this mix of pain and pleasure, but fuck, he knows exactly what I need.

“I want you inside me.” I press my lips to his. “I don’t want to wait any longer.”

“I want that too.”

He lays me down on my back and stands up to strip his clothes. My eyes widen as he rips off his shirts, his trousers. His cock is so hard and long, deeper purple at the tip. I part my thighs in anticipation, heart pounding.

He straddles me, one strong thigh on either side of mine. “You’re mine.” He grabs me behind the thighs, lifting my legs slightly, then moves one hand to guide his cock to my entrance.

“Yes.” I close my eyes.

“Look at me, Kianna.” His voice is firm.

I blink and catch my breath at his fierce gaze.

“Watch me as I veck you.” He rubs his cock over my entrance. “I want to see your face while I do this.” He’s so thick, that even though I’m ridiculously wet, I feel the friction of skin on skin as he begins to enter my body.

“You’re so tight,” he mutters. “So perfect.” One inch. Another.

My body opens for him as he moves, and although I expected it to hurt, all I feel is pleasure. His eyes seem to flare darker purple as he moves.

He keeps his eyes on mine as he pushes his cock deeply into my pussy, and once he’s almost fully seated, he smiles. Triumphant. He thrusts once, and I cry out, a strangled moan, as a fierce pain tears through me. A second later it’s gone, as quickly as it came.

He stills, examines my face. “Okay?”

“Yes.” I look up at him, entranced. “More.”

“Your wish is my command.”

“I thought it was the other way around.” I gasp as he pulls out, then pushes back in. “Oh.”

“It’s both.” He pumps again, a little harder. Checks my reaction.

I grab his hips with both hands. “Go harder, Mykl. Or do you I need to give you some motivation?” I raise one eyebrow, mimicking the way he did it before.

He laughs. “You’re in trouble for that one, little human.” He reaches down and slaps what he can reach of my ass. Then he pumps me faster, until I can barely breathe.

I reach back and try to grab his ass, although I can barely reach around his body. I’m wild now, pulling at him, digging in my nails, touching him everywhere I can. “Mother Earth.”

I can barely breathe. The feeling inside me grows, and his eyes—so full of emotion I’ve never seen from him—put me over the top.

“I’m going to—” I whisper, as his thick cock brushes my clit.

“Together,’ he growls, his hands strong and hot on my body. “Now.”

I let myself fly into the storm and cry out his name as my body surges with the most delicious sensation of my life. He roars, thrusts again and stiffens, and my entire pussy gets hot with his come. The feeling of his essence inside me hurtles me into a second orgasm, even better than the first. I’m helpless, gone in his arms as I clench my body and gasp, barely breathing, as wave after wave of pure perfection flow through me.

“Kianna, veck, love,” he murmurs, his voice rough and broken.