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

pleasure,” Dorian said, feeling her fighting him.
    Shades of Kellnor, even her resistance was arousing. In fact, it was so arousing that Dorian had to clench his fists to keep his hands off her. During the claiming period, his skin produced a strong pheromone that was highly addictive. He didn’t want to risk doing that to Gwen too soon.
    “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, Zade, but I’m running out of patience,” Gwen said on a moan, forcing her reluctant body to stand up.
    Though her legs wobbled badly, and her genitals throbbed, Gwen stumbled across the room to where her uniform jacket hung on a peg by the door.
    “You were heading to one of your males to be pleasured, but I can no longer allow that,” Dorian said calmly, trying to sound logical instead of possessive. From the look of horror on Gwen’s face, he wasn’t managing to hide his true intentions.
    “What I do in my free time is none of your damn business,” Gwen said, having to clutch the wall for support when another series of pleasurable waves assaulted her. “What you’re doing is not fair, not right. You can’t force me to have a climax. I refuse to let you do this to me.”
    Dorian walked close to where Gwen leaned against the wall, moaning with her desire for him. Her face was shiny with sweat now and bonding lust ruled her. She was more beautiful than any female he could recall seeing in that condition.
    Dorian reached out instinctively, but just as quickly pulled his hand back. He couldn’t touch her, didn’t dare. If he allowed himself the pleasure of stroking Gwen’s skin while he vibrated with the Siren’s call, nothing would stop him from taking her. It was obvious Gwen wasn’t ready for that step when she was fighting not to accept even the simple release he was trying to give her.
    Dorian could feel himself walking the edge of Rylen mating madness and shook his head to clear it away before he did things he knew he would regret. His other two mates had not fought him or the pleasure he could so effortlessly give them. He found it incredibly arousing that Gwen was holding off the climax that he craved as much as she did at that point.
    He closed his eyes and groaned at her struggle, shocked to find himself secretly hoping Gwen would always be so challenging to conquer. His body strained in effort and he wasn’t even in direct contact with her yet.
    Gwen turned her face from the wall to look at Zade over her shoulder.
    Admittedly, the giant male was sexy as hell. If she had been totally an Earth human, she would definitely have been a puddle at his feet sobbing in climax already.
    But she was also her father’s Thelorian daughter—and her will was very strong.
    “I’m ordering you one last time to stop whatever it is you are doing to me,” Gwen informed him, hating that her commanding voice was rough with lust.
    “Do you ever ask any of your other males to stop?” Dorian demanded huskily, standing close and staring down into her face. He felt her on the edge of rapture and trembled at the thought of receiving her release “You are absolutely the most beautiful female I have ever pleasured.”
    “I’m also the most dangerous female—you freaking, controlling Siren asshole ,” Gwen ground out, turning her body and the small stunner she held towards him.
    She pulled the trigger and a beam shot out nailing Zade directly in the chest. Seconds later, Dorian crumpled unconscious to the floor, a giant heap of hot, pulsing male landing in a pile at her feet.
    Unrepentant of her actions, Gwen looked down at the handsome male, pleased that she had stopped him from taking advantage, but she couldn’t stop herself from drawing in a lungful of his scent. He reeked of arousal and something else that was driving her absolutely crazy with need.
    Talk about smelling like sex, she thought, breathing in lungful after lungful.
    “My God, Zade, you smell fantastic,” Gwen said huskily, laughing with the heady pleasure she felt just