Page 17 of Kameer's Mate
She’s going to be so sore between her thighs, I muse darkly, the poor little female. There’s a part of me, albeit a very small part, that almost pities her for the carnal torment I plan to inflict on her.
“I think it’s time we finally remove your clothing. Cooperate and the sleeping clothes will remain intact. Struggle or resist inany way, and I will shred them from your body.” Still keeping one hand between her thighs, prodding her slick entrance, I use my other hand to grip her chin and direct her gaze to mine. “Do you understand?”
She gives a small whimper, followed by a barely perceptible nod. “Yes, I understand.”
“Good little female.” After removing my hand from her pants, I guide her closer to the bed. Then I work open the buttons of her pajama top and find she’s wearing nothing underneath. I flip open the front of the top, exposing her bosom, and I admire the sight of her dark pink nipples. Exquisite.
I pause undressing her to cup one of her breasts. She trembles but stands in place while I drag a finger over her hardened peak. So lovely. She sucks in a quick breath and shudders.
“I don’t want to mate with you,” she says. “I-I want to be free. I want to live on the human continent on 58-Zallnanis. That’s where my parents and sister will be.”
I release her breast and finish removing her top, then toss the garment to the floor. Placing a finger beneath her chin, I say, “Once I am certain I can trust youanda heartbond has fully formed between usandyou wear my ancestral markings on your arms, which will protect you from the attentions of unmated Darrvason males, I will take you to visit your family on occasion.”
“You will?” She regards me with a look of cautious hope.
“Of course. I would not keep you from your family. Unless they mistreated you, that is. As your mate, it’s my duty to protect you.” I commence pushing down her pants, and I glance at her white underwear, taking note of the wet spot in the crotch area. The proof of her arousal. The evidence of her desire to be claimed.
“I still don’t want to mate with you.” She whimpers as I trace the wet spot with a featherlight touch. A shiver rushes through her, prompting her bosom to momentarily surge toward my face.
“So you keep saying.” I straighten. “Step out of your sleeping pants, please.”
A look of challenge enters her eyes, revealing a brief moment where she considers disobeying. But in the end, she complies and steps out of the garment, then kicks it toward her discarded top.
I step back to admire the sight of her in nothing but a pair of panties. Desire thickens my cocks and my sudden ravenous growl echoes throughout the room. Her skin is so smooth and pale compared to mine. Unlike Darrvason skin, hers isn’t hard and textured and able to withstand blaster fire and other weaponry.
The urge to protect this beautiful, delicate creature rises from deep within, and I resolve that I must keep a close watch on her even once she wears my ancestral markings.
“Remove your panties and hand them to me, pretty human.”
Her eyes flare wide and her lips part on a tiny gasp. She glances down as a blush stains her cheeks. Again, I watch as she struggles to obey. Perhaps I’m a beast for enjoying her internal battle, but I find I like pushing her boundaries, and I intend to push so many of them tonight.
“Mandy, I told you to remove your panties and hand them over.” I hold her startled gaze and harden my tone. “Failure to comply will result in punishment.”
She must learn.
She must learn to be an obedient mate.
Chapter 9
MANDY
Failure to comply will resultin punishment.
Chief Kameer’s threat echoes in my head and causes steady warm pangs between my thighs that leave me breathless. Yet I don’t make a move. I can’t. Because I can’t let him get used to ordering me around.
If we start out ourmating union—I shiver at those two words—with me always jumping to fulfill his every command, it will set a precedent I’m not keen to set. I think about Ned’s order that I stop working at the salon and irritation sparks within me.
I’m tired. So fucking tired of males telling me what to do. First my father. Then, Ned. Now, Kameer.
Maybe I’m being foolish for refusing to remove my panties and hand them to Kameer, but I don’t want to be ordered around all day long.
If I push back against Kameer’s domineering ways, will he bend? Will he meet me halfway?
I remind myself it’s our first night together. He expects us to mate. Surely he won’t actually punish me. That’s what I tellmyself as I shake my head and utter, “No, I will not,” in as calm a voice as I can muster. But inside, inside I’m quaking with nerves as I await his reaction. “I prefer to keep my underwear on.” I reason that he can move the fabric aside when it’s time for him to penetrate me, and this way I can maintain some semblance of modesty.
His expression remains eerily impassive as he takes two slow steps toward me, his unblinking gaze holding mine. I can’t look away. I’m mesmerized by those glowing red eyes of his. “I mean to impale you with my cocks, one after the other, in the very near future, pretty human. The panties must go. Be an obedient little female and remove them at once, or I will take you over my knee.”
My heart skips a beat.
