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He was waiting in the bedroom by himself, scanning through data on the Association’s ship path toward Dryac on a holographic screen emitted from a small, spherical device on the bed. I slid open the entry panel to the hidden passage and entered into the room with him. He lifted his head, smiling in my direction when he saw me.

“I had a feeling you were there, my little human,” he murmured.

Just the sound of his voice caused a thrill of excitement to surge through me and I pressed my thighs together in response. His eyes studied me, narrowing as he saw my desire for him grow by the second. My lips parted with hunger.

“Come here,” he demanded gently, and I obeyed, sighing happily when his hands reached for me, dragging up and down my thighs. His fingertips ventured dangerously close to the folds of my pussy and I gasped with surprise.

His fingers explored even higher along my legs, underneath my skirt and then he grasped the edges of my panties before dragging them down my legs. He helped me to lift my feet and then he removed my panties entirely, leaving me bare before him.

I shivered with desire, entirely breathless.

“You’re going to stay bare for me today, little human. I want you to remember that this little pussy is mine and that when this day is over, it’s going to get the good hard fucking it deserves,” he warned, and I shuddered with need.

His fingers pressed in between my legs.

“Naughty girl. You’re so wet already,” he said, and I whimpered with pleasure as he dragged his touch up and down my pussy, taking special care to press against my clit just softly enough to tease me, but not hard enough to make me come.

“Please,” I begged, wanting the day to be over already so that he could take me to his bed.

“I’m going to keep these wet little panties in my pocket. Your pussy is going to remain bare for me to remind you that you’re mine and that no matter what, I’m going to keep you safe,” he said, and my thighs tensed, pressing against him and giving away just how much the idea aroused me. I couldn’t hide though. He knew me better than that now.

“You like knowing that your little pussy is naked for me, don’t you?” he asked expectantly.

“Yes, sir,” I breathed, my voice barely just above a whisper.

“Good,” he replied, and I shivered before him. His thumb circled my clit and I gasped then, feeling a rush of intense desire cascade through my body. I trembled, my legs feeling like jelly but still, I stood before him.

“Do you think you deserve to come, little girl?” he asked, and I bit my lip.

“Please, sir,” I begged.

“That wasn’t the answer I was looking for, was it?” he said, his tone hardening just a little. The air rushed out of my lungs and I shook my head.

“Yes, sir. I deserve to come,” I whispered, my voice just barely audible even to my own ears. His thumb pressed a little harder on my clit and I sighed with pleasure as he gradually increased the pressure bit by bit. My hips rocked back and forth, trying to urge him further but he did as he wanted no matter what I did.

I’d only get to come when he decided I was allowed to. Just the thought of that made me hotter and I squirmed against his touch.

He slid two fingers inside me while keeping his thumb on my clit. Arousal took over me completely, as if the only thing in the world was him and me. There was nothing else that mattered. Not the Association. Not the Syndicate and not even what was about to happen in just about an hour.

The only thing that did matter was his touch on my skin.

His fingers fluttered inside me and my back arched in passionate excitement. His thumb circled my clit, teasing me higher and higher until I thought I was going to break apart in the palm of his hand. My pussy clenched around him greedily, wanting every inch and I moaned out loud. His thumb worked more furiously at my needy bud and soon, I was more desperate to come than ever.

“Come for me, little girl,” he demanded.

And I did.

I came for him, my pussy clamping down hard around his fingers. My inner walls clutched at him while he circled my clit, forcing me to take every last second of orgasm as he ripped it from my body. White-hot pleasure cascaded through me, taking me captive and not letting go. My blood boiled. My body burned with fever and my ecstasy slammed into me like a wave against a rocky cliff.

This was paradise.

When my release finally began to fade, he pulled his fingers free of my body and I whimpered pitifully at the loss of his touch for a moment until he took my hand in his and pressed his lips to the backs of my knuckles.

“I want you to remember how much I care for you, no matter what happens today. That I’ll always keep you safe, my little human,” he whispered, pressing my knuckles against the side of his cheek. I sighed, feeling the heat of his skin. I knelt before him then and laid my head on his thigh, breathing deeply of his scent and wishing today was already over.

I felt sated and less stressed about upcoming events, but the tendrils of fear were slowly working their way back through my mind. Would Credare discover me here? Did he already know? The unknown was terrifying, and I did my best to push it away and remember myself.

Bane ran his fingers through my hair, and I sighed.


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