Page 10 of The Emperor's Concubine

Damn, why did she have to open her big mouth? Maybe she should have dealt with whatever he tossed her way and thought of ways to escape later. She had a feeling things wouldn’t go well for her.

When King Blaze turned to her his eyes flashed green fire. “So you want to go home?”

Callie could only nod. What was the point in lying? Her grave was already dug.

“You do realize that this is now your home don’t you? After all, what does your prior life have to do with me? You belong to me,” he said stalking back over to her. Yanking her by the arms, he hauled her against him, crushing her breasts against his chest.

The minute her nipples touched his skin they grew incredibly hot, and Callie knew then what the gel was for. She didn’t want to respond to him, but her traitorous body had other ideas, especially when he brought his mouth down on hers. It was hungry and seeking.

Stubbornly she kept her lips sealed tight when his tongue tried to push past them. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, Blaze yanked her head back, taking advantage of her slightly parted lips when she gasped. She placed her hands against his chest intending to push him away, but he wouldn’t budge.

His tongue forcefully explored the depths of her mouth, seeking, tasting, and tantalizingly, leaving her breathless. Her hands, balling into fists, gripped his shirt tightly as she opened up to his kiss.

Molten lava flowed through her veins, sending bursts of sensation like she’d never felt before. Her pussy was on fire. The few lovers she’d had before had not prepared her for suchdelirious pleasure. His hands roamed down her back until they cupped her bottom.

“You’re so perfect,” he whispered, lifting his head and then pressing heated kisses over her face. He kneaded and shaped her rear in his palms, sensuously massaging her heated flesh.

Why did his hands have to feel so good, and why couldn’t she pull away from him? Blaze’s gaze locked with hers making her shiver. She looked away. She knew if she let herself, she could easily become lost in his eyes.

“This is how I imagined you to be. What did they call you on Earth?”

“Callie,” she croaked. Her throat was parched.

“Callie,” he said as though testing it on his tongue. “What does that mean?”

“I’m not sure, but it’s short for Calliope. My parents were going through their Greek Literature stage when I was born.”

“Hmm, I like Calliope. It feels more majestic. Yes, that is what I shall call you.”

He kissed her again. This time it was less urgent, but just as intense. A searing heat shot through her, threatening to incinerate them both. She didn’t realize he’d lifted her off the ground until she found herself on the center of his bed, Blaze’s body covering her. His erection pressed against her, and it felt huge.

“I want to be inside of you, now. I’ve wanted it from the moment I first laid eyes on you. After this, I want no more talk of you going home. Thibius is your home, and you belong to me. You’re mine.”

His possessive words were like a bucket of cold water being thrown on her. Though her body still tingled all over, she was now in full control of her mental capabilities. “No! I don’t belong to anyone but myself.”

Blaze chuckled, throwing back his long blond hair. “That’s where you’re wrong, little Calliope. You belong to me just as surely as the stars belong to the midnight sky.”

“No! This isn’t right. You can’t own people, and you most certainly do not own me.”

His mouth tightened. Anger flared within the depth of his eyes. “You’re mine and I’ll prove it to you. Your body knows that I’m your master. It’s only your stubbornness that prevents you from admitting it.”

Pulling back just enough to stand on his knees, he ripped off the metallic panties she wore, leaving her completely naked to his gaze. Then he tore off his top in one erratic movement. Once again, fear seized her. Did he mean to rape her? She knew in his mind it wouldn’t be because he believed he had the right to take her at his leisure, but if he actually went through with this she’d hate him forever.

He shaped her breasts in his palms kissing each tight tip in turn. Callie willed her body to remain completely still. She’d be damned if he knew that she burned on the inside.

With each kiss he pressed against her skin, she fought harder not to succumb. When he moved to kiss her lips, she turned her head. This served only to infuriate him. Grasping her face in his hand, he held it still and kissed her with what seemed like everything he had. She remained absolutely still.

After what seemed like hours, he lifted his head and pulled away abruptly. “Damn you. I don’t find it necessary to rape my women.” Rolling off the bed, he strode over to the wall and pressed a couple buttons. “Tuk!” he roared.

“Sire? How may I serve you?”

“Come get this concubine now and bring me Nihira.”

“Is everything all right? Is the new slave not to your liking?” Tuk’s voice trembled through the communicator.

“Are you questioning me?”

“No, Sire. I’ll bring Nihira right away. My apologies that you’ve been displeased.”

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