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  He lashed the tender little bud with his tongue and then nipped her gently, sending sparks of pain and pleasure directly to her wet pussy. Oh Goddess, her pussy—was that going to be his next target?

  As if in answer to her unspoken question, she felt his big, warm hand slide down her trembling belly to cup her quivering mound. Kaylee gasped as she felt the rough warmth of his palm against her sensitive skin through the thin silk panties she still wore. What was he going to do to her?

  She didn’t have long to wonder.

  The Havoc male released her nipple slowly, letting it slide from between his lips with a final sucking kiss. Then he looked into her eyes. Though she was standing on the stool, he was still much taller than her, so he was looking down and Kaylee was forced to look up. As before, she felt unable to break away from that wild, green-gold gaze.

  “How did that feel?” he asked roughly, cupping her pussy more firmly in his hand. “Did it make you wet, Mistress?”

  “I…I don’t know what you mean,” Kaylee whispered faintly.

  “Oh no?” He raised an eyebrow at her. “I think you’re lying. I think you know exactly what I mean. But since you’re being fucking obtuse, I’ll spell it out for you. I think having a male touch you and suck on your nipples turns you on. Turns you on and makes your sweet little pussy wet. Am I right?”

  “I…” Kaylee shifted on the small stool, feeling off balance in more than one way. “I don’t know,” she whispered at last. “I just…I mean, I shouldn’t…”

  “Shouldn’t want a male’s touch? Shouldn’t want a male to penetrate you?” he growled in that deep, rumbling voice that seemed to shake her entire body. In one swift move, he grasped the fragile silk panties and ripped them away, leaving her bare. Then he cupped her again, his palm pressing hard against her naked pussy.

  “I…I don’t want that,” Kaylee cried uncertainly. She rose up on her tiptoes for a moment, trying to get away from his touch but the position was too difficult to hold—too hard on her legs. Trembling, she lowered herself again and felt her swollen pussy lips spread as they pressed against his palm. Goddess, this was humiliating! And frightening. And yet…for some reason her clit was throbbing and her pussy felt hot and sensitive in his big hand. What was going on with her?

  “You could’ve fooled me, sweetheart, the way you were rubbing against me earlier,” he remarked.

  “I…I was just trying to…to harvest your nectar and your seed. Like Lyra told me to,” she protested.

  “Mmm-hmm. So it had nothing to do with wanting to see how it might feel to have me inside you?” As he spoke, he parted her pussy lips and slipped two long, strong fingers into her swollen folds.

  Kaylee moaned as she felt him caressing her slippery pussy, circling her aching clit as though he knew her body intimately—as though he knew exactly how to make her come.

  “Please…” she whispered but she was no longer certain if she was begging him to stop or go on.

  “Please what, sweetheart?” he murmured, his eyes half-lidded. “Please stop or please give you what you were after in the first place?”

  “I…” Kaylee bit her lip so hard she tasted blood. “I don’t know,” she confessed.

  “I do,” he growled softly. The two long fingers that were exploring her wet folds suddenly slipped down until they were teasing around the entrance to her pussy. “Spread your legs, little Mistress,” he commanded in a low voice. “Spread a little wider and let me penetrate you.”

  Helpless to disobey his command, Kaylee moaned and parted her legs wider. Goddess, she’d never imagined she would ever take orders from a male but the Havoc wasn’t just any male. He was different from the subservient, cowering slaves and the quiet little males she’d seen in her home town. He was big and demanding and overwhelming and so much stronger than her. So much stronger that he could have torn her apart or taken her by force. But the fingers that slipped inside her were gentle, though his voice was still rough.

  “It’s just as well you didn’t get more than the head of my shaft inside you,” he growled, pressing up against the end of her channel and making her moan. “You’re so fucking tight I might’ve split you in two.”

  Kaylee bristled at his tone even as she quivered at the feel of his long fingers fucking gently into her. Now that he’d promised not to hurt her and he was touching her so tenderly, she found she’d lost a lot of her fear and apprehension of her former slave.

  “I…I’m not afraid of you,” she whispered, raising her chin. “And…I only wanted to harvest your seed. That’s all.”

  “Oh? Then why did you suck and lick my shaft?” He was pumping into her steadily now, fingerfucking her tight little pussy while he held her eyes with his. “And don’t say you were just trying to get my ‘nectar’ as your friend calls it. You liked it—I saw it in your eyes.”

  “I…” Kaylee moaned and shifted against the invading fingers. Goddess, had she ever felt so hot in her life before? So overwhelmed…so taken? She didn’t think so but the pleasure he was giving her made it hard to think much less talk.

  The Havoc seemed to take her inability to speak for insolence, however, because he frowned and withdrew his fingers. Kaylee bit back a gasp and felt ashamed when she realized she missed his touch.

  But he wasn't done with her yet.

  “Fine, if you won’t admit why you did what you did, you’re going to get a taste of your own medicine.”

  Reaching up, he began unhooking her wrists from the restraints.

  “What…what are you doing?” she whispered.

  “Taking you someplace more comfortable.” His eyes blazed. “I want you completely spread open for me when I taste your pussy.”

  Chapter Five

  Goddess…oh, Goddess! Can’t believe this is happening! Kaylee moaned inside her head as the huge Havoc lifted her as easily as a doll and swung her into his arms. She supposed now was the time to fight and bite and scratch and claw and try to get away. But really, what could she do and where could so go even if she did manage to escape? The door was locked and Lyra was gone, presumably still on her important call, whatever it was.

  Besides, her whole body felt strange—too strange to try and run. She was throbbing and tingling all over, but especially between her thighs. Her legs felt weak and she didn’t think they would hold her if she tried to stand.

  I can’t help it, she told herself. Can’t do anything to stop it. Better to just submit.

  A hazy part of her mind wondered if this was how male slaves felt when they were submitting to their mistresses. But another, deeper part—a part she didn’t dare even acknowledge—didn’t care. The deeper part wanted what the Havoc had threatened to do to her. Wanted to feel his hot tongue between her thighs, stroking her swollen pussy lips apart and tasting her inner folds.

  Stop it, she told herself weakly even as the Havoc positioned her on a padded black leather table and arranged her feet in the attached stirrups. I shouldn’t feel like this—shouldn’t want this! And yet she made no move to stop him as he lifted her skirt, baring her pussy once more.

  “There are restraints here,” he growled, motioning to the cuffs at the top of the table and also to the thick leather straps hanging from the stirrups. “I could tie you down the way you did to me.”

  “Oh, please—” Kaylee began but he overrode her.

  “But I won’t. And do you know why I won’t tie you down, sweetheart?” he growled softly, stroking her cheek.

  Mutely, she shook her head.

  “Because I think this is what you want. Whether you admit it to yourself or not. You want to take your punishment like a good girl—to take what’s coming to you. Which is what I’m going to give you when I spread your sweet little cunt with my tongue and taste your honey.”

  “I…” Kaylee had no answer for him but he didn’t seem to need one.

  “That’s what I thought,” he growled. “So spread wide for me, sweetheart. I’m going to give you a taste of your own medicine—going