Page 19 of Tamed

Arcon had shared females before, but this was different. It was obvious that Kendra’s training had already begun, and he couldn’t help but feel jealous. He rocked into her mouth, wishing his cock had been the first she’d ever swallowed. The possessive instinct wasn’t fair and it wasn’t quite rational, but it was impossible to deny. He felt feral, aggressive. His agitation made him thrust harder and soon she was taking his entire length down her throat. Tears streamed out of the corners of her eyes, but Arcon saw only desire in her expression.

Her hand moved between her thighs as she rubbed her clit in time to his forceful thrusting. Knowing that she was getting herself off only added to the carnality of the situation. She suddenly cried out around him and her eyes squeezed shut as an orgasm claimed her.

Arcon pulled back, resting his cockhead on her tongue as he came in her mouth. He wanted her to know his taste, wanted it to linger long after she swallowed his seed. She licked and sucked and swallowed until his cock slid from between her lips, damp but clean.

She looked up at him, flushed and slightly disheveled. He’d never seen anything more beautiful.

Unable to suppress the urge, he leaned down and kissed her lips and whispered, “Thank you, red. That was perfect. You are perfect.”

Kendra smiled at Arcon as he helped her to her feet. His taste lingered in her mouth and her lips felt bruised and swollen. “Does this mean we’re courting? That you’d like to form a triad with us?” He hadn’t really stated his intentions before he kissed her. He just admitted that wrestling with her turned him on.

“Yes,” Arcon said firmly. “I want you as my mate, more than anything, and I would be honored to join Zevon’s triad.”

“We need to make sure we still feel that way once mating fever has run its course,” Zevon pointed out. “All either of us can think about right now is getting our cocks inside her.”

Arcon nodded. “I know her pheromones are causing the urgency, but I’ve been attracted to her since I met her.”

“Then why did you spank me?” she objected.

Zevon arched his brows, looking annoyed by the revelation. “When did you spank her?”

“She came on to me a few days ago,” Arcon admitted. “I’m one of her teachers. I had no right to touch her in a sexual way. I’m not rich or well-connected.” He glanced away from her face as he added, “I figured she was destined for better things than me.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Zevon beat her to the phrase. “I asked you here because your abilities are unique and extensive. You’re more impressive than any other source I’ve ever known. You were an obvious choice to join our triad.”

Suspicion narrowed Arcon’s eyes and his posture tensed. “You’ve never seen me use my powers. How would you know if I’m impressive or not?”

“I’ve spoken with several of your mentors as well as those you have trained. They all agree that you’re a rare talent and I’d be lucky to have you as an employee much less the source in my triad.”

Arcon just stared at him as if he couldn’t figure out if Zevon were mocking him or not. “Thank you, sir.”

Zevon chuckled. “You just had your cock sucked off in front of me. I think we can dispense with the ‘sir.’”

With a smile and a nod, Arcon sat down and Kendra returned to her place on the couch. “I know you consider your ship home, but where are your people from and what are your primary abilities?” Kendra only knew him as mentor and casual friend. She was anxious to learn more.

“In my opinion, most of the trainers in this star system limit the abilities of their apprentices. They focus on one element at a time. My training was different so my abilities are more integrated. I have always focused on the task I was trying to accomplish rather than manipulating one element. As you’re aware, I encourage this integration with my students as well.”

“Where did you receive your training?” Zevon wanted to know. Apparently, his research hadn’t delved that deeply. “And which planet or planets were your parents from?”

“I studied under several teachers, but my primary mentor was from a planet called Boadi. It’s in the Sarilian sector.”

Zevon nodded. “We’ve traded with the Boadi, but that star system is a long way from ours. How did you end up way out there?”

Arcon glanced at Kendra as he admitted, “The usual way. I followed a girl. The flirtation only lasted a few weeks, but her uncle was a well-respected mystic. He accepted me as his apprentice and we trained together for eight years.”

He didn’t answer Zevon’s other question. Had the omission been intentional?

“And your parents?” Zevon reminded, obviously not willing to let it go.

Arcon shrugged but his gaze didn’t reflect the same indifference. “My father was born on Pyron, but he lived most of his life in space. My mother was raised on Torret, but her mother was from Altor. There’s a Houkdi tribe thrown in there somewhere but I have never met them. Basically, I’m a space mutt.” He chuckled. “My relatives are scattered all over the star system. That’s why I feel no true connection to any of the planets.”

“A space mutt?” Zevon smiled. “I like that.”

“And you?” Arcon returned. “Most presume you’re Altorian elite, but I sense other elements in you. Do you move in earth or air?”

Zevon arched his brows, clearly surprised by Arcon’s statement. “I was raised and trained on Altor, but my mother was a Houkdi concubine so I can also manipulate most things found in nature.”

“Your mother was a concubine?” Kendra couldn’t hide the distaste in her tone. “As in a pleasure slave?”

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