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Another whimper escapes — music to my ears. Janie groans. Shifts in my lap. “Fine. But I have a request as well.”

I almost burst out laughing at that. “You really think you’re in any situation to be making requests? I’m not a pushover like Soren is with Lara. You should know that by now.”

“And you should know that we both signed that contract, and if the ISA finds out that you’re mistreating me…” Even in this disheveled state, the threat in her voice is clear.

Damn her.

“What’s your request?” I say through gritted teeth.

She cranes her head just enough to make eye contact at last. “That we’ll stop playing these games and I’ll finally get to find out if you live up to all those big words.” Janie places special emphasis on the word ‘big’ and my cock just about explodes right then and there. I can’t believe it.

Someone so small, so beautiful…and yet so feisty.

I signed the contract expecting an emotionless exchange. A mere business transaction. But every time she challenges me like that, it makes me want to keep her to myself even more.

At this rate, I’m in for a long, hard year.

“You asked for it,” I growl. I land my first spank on her left cheek and her whole body jolts with the movement.

“One!” She gasps.

“And who do you belong to?” I arc my hips upward to give her a little extra motivation.

“You!”

“Good girl.”

So it goes — spanks interspersed with soft touches, everything to keep her guessing, to keep her wanting more. By the time I reach five, we’re both panting.

My cock can’t wait any longer. With one last spank, I move my hand downward, landing the slap over her pussy lips instead. My fingers graze her swollen clit and she comes apart in my arms. Her soft body twitches like she’s been struck by lightning. Tears roll down her face. Sweat and slick smears across her skin.

And we’ve only just begun. I’m barely able to hold back from what inevitably comes next.

FIRST MATING

JANIE

I’ve never came so hard in my life. What even was that? Rathgar brought me to the edge with such a mixture of pleasure and pain I nearly blacked out from the intensity of it all. He rights me carefully and lays me down on the bed. I let him move me the way he wants — my muscles are practically jello at this point.

I still feel aftershocks clench my core. Little throbs and twitches that do little to ease the burning ache within. I thought maybe once I came, I wouldn’t feel so insane with lust anymore.

I was wrong.

If anything, I’m even more horny now, and the night’s only just begun. Something tells me I’m not going to be getting much sleep tonight.

Between the omega heat and the earth-shattering orgasm I just had, my mind’s in a fuzzy haze. Rathgar looms over me, all hard muscle and pure testosterone. Men like him get on my last nerve.

Until they make me come so hard I see stars, apparently.

Rathgar wastes no time after making sure I’m comfortable. He puts a pillow under my hips and lifts my legs up, eyes flashing with lust as he takes in the sight of my wet heat. I should cover myself. I should go and not let this brute of a man have his way with me.

But I signed a contract… Rathgar goes to his knees and buries his face between my legs, and I forget everything.

His tongue has gotta be longer than a human’s. There’s no way any man from Earth could eat me out the way he does. Or maybe I haven’t been seeing the right men. Jack was my one and only before now, and he thought going down on a woman was ‘gross’.

Rathgar had no such inclinations, if the way he feasted on my cunt was any indication.

“Fuck,” Rathgar groans against me, large hands holding my legs on either side of his broad shoulders. “You taste…” He delves deeper with his tongue, mashing his face so close to me that his nose brushes my clit. “So fucking good.”

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