Page 52 of Bound

Raina cried out happily and gave Cara a hug. “I guess I need to get serious about finding my mates now. I’m the only one left.”

“I’ll see you in a few days.” She looked at Tov and asked, “I will see her in a few days, won’t I?”

“We might be gone a bit longer, but you will return to the Citadel for further training once the mission is complete.”

Cara thanked Nadis for her patience and support, stressing how beneficial she’d found the instruction. After giving Raina another hug, Cara headed off with her soon-to-be-bonded mate.

“Flora mentioned a mission,” Cara said after a silent pause. “What are we going to do?” They were clearly headed to the departure ring, likely a shuttle bay.

He looked at her, possessive passion burning in his pale blue eyes. “Tonight is for you, me, and Merrik. Nothing else matters but creating the strongest bond possible. Once that is accomplished, I’ll explain what the mission entails.”

“It is going to drive me crazy. Can’t you give me a hint?”

He smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “I don’t want anything to distract you once we reach the ship. Two females are being threatened by Jevara. Our mission will be to rescue them.”

“I like the goal, but how in the world will we accomplish that?”

“I gave you the hint you requested. Now, do not ask again or I will consider it defiance.”

A shiver dropped down her spine at the sensual threat. It had been two long weeks since she felt the hot sting of Tov’s palm smacking her bottom. Her inner submissive was hungry for his control. She shrugged off his arm and muttered, “Whatever.”

His brows arched at her dismissive tone. “I see your attitude will require adjustment before we begin. Provost Nadis might prefer comradery to respect, but I do not.”

They reached the departure ring and Tov escorted her onto the tiny shuttle. This was a short-range, four-seat model, which meant his ship must be nearby.

“Are you wearing panties?” he asked as soon as the hatch was secure.

“Running around with my pussy exposed during training seemed kind of rude.” She kept up her belligerent tone, knowing full well where it was leading.

He activated the main controls and set the shuttle in motion. “Take off your panties, raise the back of your dress, and bend over my lap.”

The command sent a wave of heat cascading through her body. God, how she’d missed this. The shared dreams had been intensely erotic, but all they had done was fuck. She wiggled out of her panties and lifted her calf-length dress. He helped her down over his lap and stroked her upturned cheeks.

“Did you masturbate while we were separated?”

She tensed. He wouldn’t like her answer, but he could easily sense a lie. “Just on the nights we didn’t dream share.”

His hand fell hard against one side and then the other. “Your pleasure belongs to us. You know this.”

“But you weren’t there,” she objected.

He spanked her again, several hard swats on each side. “We gave you orgasms during our dreams. Correct?”

“Yes, Master.”Whack,whack. The sharp sound of flesh hitting flesh was just as stimulating as the sting. Her core tightened needfully and she pressed her thighs together. “Being without you makes me greedy.”

“You are even greedier when we’re together.” A flurry of hard smacks followed, making her squirm and moan. “Open for me. I want access to your pussy.”

She moved her legs apart and rolled her hips, freely offering her body.

He traced her slit, his fingers sliding easily across her slick flesh. She shifted restlessly. His touch felt good, but that was not where she needed his fingers.

“Ask nicely,” he prompted.

“Please, Master, rub my clit.”

He circled the sensitive bud, drawing sensations into her core. His fingers flicked her lightly then circled some more. She relaxed and let the pleasure take her. Tension gathered, the tingling start of a powerful orgasm. Suddenly he slapped her pussy, the impact centered above her clit.

She cried out, more from surprise than pain. “What did I do?”

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