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cock through his trousers. Even if they didn’t have time to have sex again, she wanted to touch him.
    Daveed didn’t argue it. His moan said he wanted precisely what she was doing.
    Joy gasped at the feeling of a narrow column, growing next to his cock. Two cocks. It must be his secondary. She stroked more avidly, bringing him up.
    He pulled back from the kiss, his breathing ragged. “You shouldn’t. If I come, it’s begun.”
    She stroked harder, gasping at his length coming up, surpassing his primary cock in length.
    “Be sure, Joy. My secondary will bind us, nearly at the first touch of my Zhigaaal .”
    “Good.”
    Both cocks jerked beneath her hand. Joy wanted to open his trousers, but something told her he wouldn’t allow that. She went back to stroking, watching the secondary grow avidly.
    A wet spot appeared at the head of the secondary, beneath the waistband of his trousers.
    So long.
    Joy’s mouth went dry in the memory of Daveed’s warning. It was her choice to bind with him. She touched the spot, her fingertips tingling. His secondary twitched, and she went back to rubbing, bringing up more of the stinging liquid.
    She trailed her fingertips in it, her attention rapt on the growing spot. Some primal voice in her mind urged her to rub it on her clit, on her slit, to let Daveed lick it off. Somehow, Joy knew he would. It was madness. How could she know such a thing?
    Her heart thundered and her head spun pleasantly. She wanted him inside her. Now. A glance at the darkened window showed they were nearly to the penthouse. Soon.
    The scent rising between them was sublime. Joy licked her lips again, visions of her returning the favor of him eating her to climax running a sex tape looping in her mind.
    “You need me already. Don’t you?” Daveed breathed. “I knew you would.”
    “I want to suck you,” she admitted. “Now. And then—”
    “In a moment. I promise you, I’ll let you suck me.”
    “Your secondary,” she qualified.
    “Most definitely.”
    The car’s engine turned off, and she eased off of Daveed’s lap and to the seat, pulling down at the dress. She glanced at the dual ridges pressing to the front of his trousers.
    “Joy?” he prompted.
    “There is no way we’re going to hide that.”
    Daveed laughed. “There’s no reason to hide it.” He pushed the door open and stepped out. Then Daveed reached a hand in for Joy.
    She stood, shooting a sideward glance at the bodyguard. He didn’t look their direction, though she had no doubts he was more than aware of precisely how far they’d gone in the car.
    They were in the elevator when the bodyguard spoke again.
    “I will have to tell your seir where you are, Daveed. He will be expecting you.”
    Daveed raised Joy’s hand and kissed her palm, making her heart race. “Tell him.”
    The elevator door closed behind them, and Daveed swept Joy into a heated kiss that made her wonder if they would even make it out of the elevator before the mating started.
    She reached for his trousers, and he let her unfasten them, though he held her tight to his body so she couldn’t slide to her knees as she wanted to. Joy worked her hand between them. She wrapped it around both cocks, then released the primary and stroked just the secondary. It was the secondary she wanted to explore. It moved against her hand as a cat’s tail might, making her gasp.
    The pre-cum on his secondary was more potent when it touched her skin directly, and she moaned. Air scorched in her lungs, and heat licked down her inner thighs.
    The elevator door opened, and Daveed backed her out of it, their lips parting and meshing over and over again.
    “Please, let me suck you, Daveed.” They were inside the penthouse now.
    “You want to now?” He wasn’t teasing. It seemed the idea inflamed him. “You’re already mine, Joy. If you do this now, you will be fully committed to the binding, lost in the thrall of my Zhigaaal . We can stop for a moment. Eat. There won’t be