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I stilled and gazed up at him, at a loss for what to do next.
Touch him? Try to kiss him?
As if reading my uncertainty, he said, “Put your hands above your head and keep them there.” His tone was no-nonsense, filled with command.
I gulped as I obeyed. My heart beat a frantic rhythm in my chest. Knot rose off the bed and unbuttoned his shirt, keeping his eyes on me as he undressed, revealing that huge, sculpted green body of his. His chest was so beautifully broad and muscular that I almost disobeyed and reached out to touch him. It took all my self-control to remain still with my hands in place above my head.
How long would he make me stay like this? Minutes? Hours? Customers usually paid in half-hour increments, and though our time limit hadn’t been discussed, it pretty much went without saying that fifty gold pieces could get him the whole damn night.
Moisture pooled between my thighs. Heat pulsed harder and faster in my core.
“Oh!” I undulated my hips in the air, seeking to quench the building ache, though he wasn’t even on top of me yet.
Still holding my gaze, Knot removed his boots and took his trousers off. The muscles in his brawny muscular thighs flexed as he approached me, looking like a powerful and lithe predator.
A quiver ran through me, and I instinctively parted my legs. My chest rose and fell rapidly as I stared at his large, rigid length.
Huge. He was frighteningly huge.
The other sirens had warned me that orc and fae males possessed larger appendages than their human male counterparts, but I’d never imagined I would be faced with a cock quite so massive and formidable as Knot’s.
He crawled on the bed, but instead of positioning himself to sink his cock into my quim, he put his mouth to my center and blew softly against my slick folds.
Oh, my gods.
I gasped as delicious sensations jolted through me. For a few moments, I was flying flying flyng, then I hovered in the air, hungering and aching for more. Desperate for his touch.
“I’m going to taste you, sweet Julianne, and I expect you to be a good female and hold still. If you move your hands, I will punish you. Do you understand?”
Punish me?Why did that sound so naughty? Why did the threat make me gush with moisture? Was it even a serious threat?
I licked my lips and swallowed hard. “Yes, sir. I understand.”
CHAPTER9
KNOT
The momentmy tongue darted over Natalee’s pink, gleaming parts, she jolted beneath me, and her hands flew to my head. She gripped my hair and groaned, while moving her hips up and down, seeking her pleasure.
The naughty female.
I pulled back from her center and gave her a stern look.
Her eyes went wide, and she immediately returned her hands above her head, but it was too late. She’d defied my instructions, and now I would chastise her for it. Of course, I would be lying if I claimed I hadn't secretly hoped she would disobey. The truth was, I’d been looking for an excuse to spank her ever since she stubbornly refused my help and insisted she keep working in a brothel.
“I’m sorry, sir.”
My cock hardened every time she called mesir. Gods, what a beauty she was. And so godsdamn sweet. She didn’t belong here. After tonight, I would take her away. I would keep her at my cabin, and we would return to town when the traveling judge passed through, when she could legally become my wife. I felt my whole body quivering with the possession I felt for this sweet young human female.
I sat on the side of the bed, patted my thigh, and gave her another stern look. “You disobeyed, Natalee, and you will be punished for it. Over my lap.”
All the color drained from her face, and I realized she hadn’t protested my use of her given name this time. Perhaps she hadn’t noticed.
“You’re really going to spank me?” She gave me a dubious look, then glanced at my hands.
“Yes. I ordered you to keep still, and I also instructed you to keep your hands out of the way, above your head. You failed to comply, and I intend to teach you a lesson in obedience.”
She inhaled a shaky breath, and her eyes widened further. She stared at me for a long moment, her demeanor hesitant. Just when I thought I would have to force her, she slowly crawled forward and placed herself across my thighs. Then she gasped as I forced her legs wide apart.
