face changed as he took in the sight of her. Heat flickered in his eyes and it shocked her because she had never really considered that she was attractive enough to make a male look at her the way Janus currently was. Hunger drew his face taut as a dangerous glint entered his eyes. His hands tightened on the doorframe just a small amount, but it sent a spike of anticipation through her because it felt like he was trapping her in the room.
It was a hard fact that he was doing exactly that. Pinning her in her own sleeping chamber with his superior strength. It wasn’t that she feared he’d hurt her. It was a deeper knowledge that her own body would succumb to him that taunted her. She pulled the sheet higher in response.
“You should leave. I did not grant you permission to enter.”
49
Dawn Ryder
He nodded but stepped into the room anyway. His mouth was set into a hard expression that frightened her slightly. Janus wasn’t in the mood to be pushed back.
He’d gained ground last night, and the look on his face told her he wasn’t going to give even an inch of it back.
In truth, he looked ready to stage the next phase of his assault. She shivered as she recalled exactly what he’d promised to do to her next.
“I will not wear a training harness!” Her cheeks turned scarlet as she recognized the error she’d committed by blurting out the name of the contraption. Janus’ eyes flared with wicked delight as he reached into his belt for a moment. His black-gloved hand drew thin straps from a pouch. He held them up as his eyes considered where her nipples were showing through the sheeting.
“You mean this training harness? I think you shall wear it, Fay. In fact, I am looking forward to placing it on you myself.” He moved a single step closer, the harness dangling from his hand. Her eyes were drawn to it without her consent because her clit was heating and throbbing with just the idea of being at the mercy of the three pleasure beads she could already see attached to one of the strips. Those little beads would drive her insane with pleasure, rubbing against her clit until she climaxed. A deep male chuckle drew her gaze back to Janus. He’d closed the distance between them and she pushed back across her bed before thinking. A soft snarl rose from her lips in response to her impulse.
“What displeases you more, Fay, my demands or your response?” The harness landed on the foot of her bed as he tugged each of his uniform gloves off. Watching the black fabric being removed felt oddly intimate and she shivered as she anticipated watching his jacket be discarded.
“It is my choice. I do not offer you my submission.” She was pleased with the firm tone of her voice. The tremor moving through her body had worried her, but her voice did not fail her. Janus frowned again and she rose on her knees, pulling the sheet with her.
50
Janus’ Conquest
“You must find another, Janus. I intend to follow my father.” She delivered her last statement in a quiet tone because she did not want to be abrasive to his pride. Janus was a Hunter worthy of her attention. He simply needed to understand that it could not be.
She was a daughter first.
A hard arm clamped around her waist and imprisoned her. “Really? You are on your knees, nude, in the middle of your bed. I can smell your pussy beginning to heat.
Tell me, Fay, is it the sight of the harness that is making you wet, or the memory of me tasting your slit?”
“You are coarse, Janus!” He lifted her off her knees, but not high enough for her to unfold her legs and gain any position of control over her body weight. He pushed her backwards, but controlled her landing as his body pushed hers back into the bedding, her knees spreading as his hips pushed her thighs wide.
“Nay, I am determined, Fay.” His breath hit her lips and she gasped. Heat was racing through her body as her heart accelerated. His warm skin smelled delicious and her pussy was growing wet as she
It was a hard fact that he was doing exactly that. Pinning her in her own sleeping chamber with his superior strength. It wasn’t that she feared he’d hurt her. It was a deeper knowledge that her own body would succumb to him that taunted her. She pulled the sheet higher in response.
“You should leave. I did not grant you permission to enter.”
49
Dawn Ryder
He nodded but stepped into the room anyway. His mouth was set into a hard expression that frightened her slightly. Janus wasn’t in the mood to be pushed back.
He’d gained ground last night, and the look on his face told her he wasn’t going to give even an inch of it back.
In truth, he looked ready to stage the next phase of his assault. She shivered as she recalled exactly what he’d promised to do to her next.
“I will not wear a training harness!” Her cheeks turned scarlet as she recognized the error she’d committed by blurting out the name of the contraption. Janus’ eyes flared with wicked delight as he reached into his belt for a moment. His black-gloved hand drew thin straps from a pouch. He held them up as his eyes considered where her nipples were showing through the sheeting.
“You mean this training harness? I think you shall wear it, Fay. In fact, I am looking forward to placing it on you myself.” He moved a single step closer, the harness dangling from his hand. Her eyes were drawn to it without her consent because her clit was heating and throbbing with just the idea of being at the mercy of the three pleasure beads she could already see attached to one of the strips. Those little beads would drive her insane with pleasure, rubbing against her clit until she climaxed. A deep male chuckle drew her gaze back to Janus. He’d closed the distance between them and she pushed back across her bed before thinking. A soft snarl rose from her lips in response to her impulse.
“What displeases you more, Fay, my demands or your response?” The harness landed on the foot of her bed as he tugged each of his uniform gloves off. Watching the black fabric being removed felt oddly intimate and she shivered as she anticipated watching his jacket be discarded.
“It is my choice. I do not offer you my submission.” She was pleased with the firm tone of her voice. The tremor moving through her body had worried her, but her voice did not fail her. Janus frowned again and she rose on her knees, pulling the sheet with her.
50
Janus’ Conquest
“You must find another, Janus. I intend to follow my father.” She delivered her last statement in a quiet tone because she did not want to be abrasive to his pride. Janus was a Hunter worthy of her attention. He simply needed to understand that it could not be.
She was a daughter first.
A hard arm clamped around her waist and imprisoned her. “Really? You are on your knees, nude, in the middle of your bed. I can smell your pussy beginning to heat.
Tell me, Fay, is it the sight of the harness that is making you wet, or the memory of me tasting your slit?”
“You are coarse, Janus!” He lifted her off her knees, but not high enough for her to unfold her legs and gain any position of control over her body weight. He pushed her backwards, but controlled her landing as his body pushed hers back into the bedding, her knees spreading as his hips pushed her thighs wide.
“Nay, I am determined, Fay.” His breath hit her lips and she gasped. Heat was racing through her body as her heart accelerated. His warm skin smelled delicious and her pussy was growing wet as she
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