The Demon Master's Wife (Fantasy, Space Opera, Science Fiction Romance) (FORCED TO SERVE) Read Free Page A

penetrate her body at long last. To share them with her was even more wonderful than he’d imagined and it went straight to the core of his spirit.
    Her initial shock and wonderment found such an exact match in him that Dorian wanted to laugh. He wished he could touch her, but that would be taking even more unfair advantage.
    Gwen groaned in instant arousal when she felt some kind of sexual energy reaching out from Zade to heat her body. It was all she could do not to attack him and demand sex. Her gaze met his gaze fiercely. His half-lidded study of her was the most sexual look she’d ever received from a male.
    “What in Helios are you doing to me?” Gwen asked, hating that it came out sounding like a plea to understand instead of a demand to stop what he was doing.
    Her arousal level continued to climb with every pass Zade made as he slowly paced in front of her. She had never seen him look so on edge, and her anxiety level rose right along with her fear. Her instinct to protect herself kicked in and it was strong.
    “Stop walking, Zade. Turn and face me. Oh God—stop. . .stop this energy thing you’re doing right now,” she demanded.
    “ Shel’aim-ah. Cro-chen-ee ,” he whispered, making his commitment in his native Rylen language. “You are my mate, Gwen Shenu Jet. It is my pleasure to please you. I promise to be all you will ever need in a male.”
    “Need? No—I don’t need you. Stop, I don’t want this—not with you,” Gwen said, sinking to the edge the bed as another series of waves rippled over her, moving her level of lust for Zade from hot to blazing. She gripped the edges of the covers to stop herself from reaching for him.
    “You can undress and touch yourself if you like. I swear I will not touch you without your permission,” Dorian said, wishing there were no such barriers needed between them.
    If he had been honest with her before, there would be no male expecting her and this would not be necessary. He had only himself to blame, but there would be no leaving her until he had marked her with his energy enough to keep the other males away. If she would just stop resisting her pleasure, he could hold her afterwards until he had to go on duty.
    “When I got off the Liberator at Rylen, it was not to indulge in physical delights. It was merely to visit my mother,” Dorian said softly, coming closer to Gwen. “I work diligently to keep my sexuality in check as I have no wish to enslave anyone with my physical longings. The only time I allow myself to be sexual is with a mate. I have decided that I want to share myself with you, Gwen. I’m sorry I didn’t do this two years ago.”
    Gwen shook her head, trying to clear away the lust that had taken control of her.
    “This is not right. You haven’t even laid a hand on me. Stop that damn pacing, Zade. What exactly are you doing?” she demanded.
    “Giving you pleasure,” Dorian said quietly, walking still. “And when you find your pleasure, I will bring the vibrations of your physical release into me to find mine. It is a small exchange not requiring physical touch to be effective. It is something the Sirens learn to do very early in life.”
    “You can give me an orgasm without touching me?” Gwen exclaimed, clamping her thighs together and doing her best to fight the rolling waves that threatened to send her soaring.
    “Yes. You might want to continue to lie on the bed to keep from falling at my feet when you reach the end. Knowing your pride, that would only make you more angry at me,” Dorian said, continuing to pace in front of her.
    Gwen glared and frowned at the pacing male. With his every pass, she grew weaker and her clothing grew wetter. She didn’t understand this.
    What was he doing to her? And why was she so susceptible?
    “Zade, as an officer who outranks you, I order you to stop this immediately,” Gwen ground out, voice breaking as her legs trembled with arousal.
    “I will stop when you have given in to your