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“I want you,” I answer without hesitation. “I want you to look at me the way you look at the others. I want you to reach for me. I want you to touch me. I want you to taste me. I want you to make me scream the way you made the succubus shout. I want to be yours in every way. It is all I think about, wishing you would look at me the way you look at them with desire and need. I want to be needed by you, mistress. I want to be yours.”

It is then I see the desire in her eyes. It’s for me in this body, not the others.

None of my old masters ever wished to take me in this form.

They wanted perfection, their ideal mate.

She slowly reaches out and slides her fingers down my cheek and chest. I sigh, leaning into her touch, my skin coming alive everywhere she caresses. “You’re beautiful, Tem, do you know that? In this form, your true form, you are stunning. Every inch of you is perfect.”

“I am glad it pleases you, mistress.” I gasp as her hand circles my cock and squeezes. My hips jerk forward as a whine leaves my throat, and the small smirk she aims my way makes me growl.

“It pleases me, though you don’t have to call me mistress,” she says as she pulls me closer. “Take what you want, Tem.”

She gave me permission, and I can’t resist. I tackle her to the cold cubicle floor. She laughs, but it changes to a sigh as I lick her throat and bare chest. I have wanted to taste her since the moment I saw her.

“Can I still call you mistress? I like the way it rolls off my tongue,” I murmur as I taste her skin again.

She shivers, which lets me know she likes it. “Only if you want to.”

“I want to,” I respond instantly. “I want to scream it while you claim me. I want everyone to know I belong to you.”

“Possessive little thing, aren’t you?” She grins, stroking my back, and I gasp when her nails dig into my ass and yank me closer so I fall between her splayed thighs. “Then show me how much you want your mistress.”

I couldn’t hold back even if she demanded it of me now. If she wants to know what I want, then I will show her until she never doubts it again.

Running my tongue down her chest, I drink in her reactions. I want her to scream in pleasure like she did with the succubus. I want to be everything she craves.

“Teach me how to please you, mistress,” I murmur as I slide my tongue down and lap at her cunt. “Teach me what you like. I want to be the best I can be for you.”

The water sprays over my back, but my skin is already hot, and as I roll my eyes up to her, I see flames reflected in hers. “Take me as you want. I promise you I’ll enjoy it.”

I search her face for the truth, but she simply waits, and my chains slip away, all bar the collar that belongs to her as I unleash my desire for my mistress on her body.

My hands grip her thighs, tossing them over my shoulders as I bury my face in her pussy. She smells delicious, but as I dart my tongue out and lick her cunt, I realise she tastes even better, so I thrust it inside her. Her essence coats my tongue as her hips rock. She tangles her fingers in my long, wet hair and drags me closer. I go willingly, lapping at her deeply.

Her thigh twitches when I twist my tongue around her clit, so I repeat it until she cries out, lifting her hips so she’s fucking my face. I drag her closer, burying my mouth in her cunt as herpleasure detonates. More of that delicious cream drips from her hole, so I lap it up as she pants and slumps in my hands.

She tugs at my hair. “Tem.”

I resist until I drink my fill, and then I slide up her body and stick my tongue out as her heavy-lidded eyes watch me. “Taste yourself. You’re delicious. I want more, mistress, please.”

Leaning up, she sucks my tongue into her mouth, and I groan. When she releases me, she slides her hands down my head until she can fist my hair, and then she tugs until it hurts. Leaning forward, she kisses my collar, sending a shiver through me. “Then fuck me,” she orders. “Come on, tempest. Show me what you can do. I want all of it.” Her mouth slides up my throat to my ear. “Show your mistress how badly you want her. That’s an order.”

CHAPTER 31

My words seem to snap any last shred of humanity and control Tem has. He bares his sharp teeth as his hands grip me, his desire evident. This is what I wanted.

His long hair is wet from the shower, his stunning caramel skin stretched over perfect muscles. I wrap my legs around his waist, loving how much control I have over a beast like this.

His hand wraps around my throat, making my eyes widen as he climbs to his feet, lifting me effortlessly before slamming me back into the glass screen. My breath is knocked out of me, and I feel the glass crack, but he doesn’t care as he hoists me higher and drops me, impaling me on his cock.

It hurts so badly, I cry out, yet I grip him, wanting more.

My head falls back into the glass as he starts to move with cruel, hard thrusts, forcing me to keep up as I bounce on him. I dig my nails into his shoulders as I ride him, meeting him thrust for thrust as his dark eyes pin me in place.

His thrusts are so hard, the glass shatters behind me. He spins me and slams me into the tiled wall, the force hurting my muscles, but I don’t care. I love how he doesn’t treat me gently, but as an equal.

My eyes widen, however, when I see the glass from the screen floating in the air behind him before my eyes meet his.

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