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went wide. I’d never insisted on dominating. I’d never wanted to. We were both shocked.
“What has gotten into you?” he asked.
“You, if you’re a good boy.” I relaxed, some of my power-happy feelings easing to see him that uncertain. “I guess I need control for a change, Betra. After all that’s happened, and now Candy—” I shrugged. “Damn it, I have to be able to claim some power over my life once in a while.”
He considered me for a long moment before the hint of a sad smile touched his lips. “I can understand that. It’s just unlike you to not let me take care of things.” He chuckled and planted a quick smooch on my lips. “If it will make you feel better, I can let go for a little while. Just don’t tell Oses.”
“I believe he’s figured you out by now,” I snickered. “To the bedroom, you yummy thing.”
“So demanding. Maybe you can be my Dramok,” he teased, but he obligingly headed to the next room. Still hanging off him, I rode along.
I climbed down once we were next to my bed. I took a few steps back, looking over my prize. Would he really let me be in charge? “Strip. Do it nice and slow, so I can enjoy it,” I told him.
“Let me take my boots off first,” Betra said. He gracefully stood on one foot and then the other as he yanked the nearly knee-high black boots off and tossed them carelessly to one side. “All right. Prepare to feast your eyes on what you’ve already seen dozens of times before,” he joked.
“It never gets old,” I sighed, enjoying the sight of those broad shoulders coming into view as Betra opened the top of his uniform and shrugged it down. He bared his defined chest next, and I sighed again. No, it was still good to look at. I might never tire of seeing Betra naked.
He slowly peeled the formsuit down to his waist, revealing himself to me and smiling saucily the entire time he did so. I walked around him to take the view in. Mmm, I seldom get to enjoy that muscled back, and it is so damned fine.
“Stop,” I told Betra before he could slide the uniform over his hips. Yes, I wanted to see that gorgeous ass in the worst way, but his back had to be given its due. I’d neglected appreciating it the way it should be.
He froze and looked questioningly at me over his shoulder. I stepped up close and traced the line of his spine. I grinned at his responding shiver and did it again. He jerked.
“You are beautiful from every angle,” I said. My fingers investigated every ridge of muscle that I saw. “Never turn your back on Oses, my friend. He wouldn’t be able to control himself if he saw this.”
I saw those delicious muscles tense the slightest bit. “That’s not exactly a thrill for me to hear, you know,” Betra smarted off.
“It’s true though.” I ran my palms down from his shoulder blades to that trim waist, feeling every exciting bump and curve of his body as I did so. “If I was a man, I’d want to shove my cock in you too. Whether you liked it or not.”
“Shalia—” Betra started in a tone that told me he’d heard enough.
“Hush, Imdiko,” I said, caring little for how uncomfortable I might be making him. I stepped back. “All right. Show me that hot ass.”
He hesitated for a moment, as if he might refuse me. Then Betra slid his formsuit down, revealing the double curves of his delectable rump.
Oh hell yeah. If I was a guy, I’d definitely want that. Betra was lucky Oses had such good command over himself. Better command than me.
I leaned in to kiss that amazing rear. Betra gasped and went still. Oh man, that butt was wonderful. I knelt down to get better access. I was all over that smooth, rock-hard flesh, my hands framing it as I kissed and licked it all over. It wasn’t enough. I had the mad urge to actually devour him.
I bit. Hard. Betra yelped and turned around. “Hey! Are you trying to draw blood?”
I couldn’t help
“What has gotten into you?” he asked.
“You, if you’re a good boy.” I relaxed, some of my power-happy feelings easing to see him that uncertain. “I guess I need control for a change, Betra. After all that’s happened, and now Candy—” I shrugged. “Damn it, I have to be able to claim some power over my life once in a while.”
He considered me for a long moment before the hint of a sad smile touched his lips. “I can understand that. It’s just unlike you to not let me take care of things.” He chuckled and planted a quick smooch on my lips. “If it will make you feel better, I can let go for a little while. Just don’t tell Oses.”
“I believe he’s figured you out by now,” I snickered. “To the bedroom, you yummy thing.”
“So demanding. Maybe you can be my Dramok,” he teased, but he obligingly headed to the next room. Still hanging off him, I rode along.
I climbed down once we were next to my bed. I took a few steps back, looking over my prize. Would he really let me be in charge? “Strip. Do it nice and slow, so I can enjoy it,” I told him.
“Let me take my boots off first,” Betra said. He gracefully stood on one foot and then the other as he yanked the nearly knee-high black boots off and tossed them carelessly to one side. “All right. Prepare to feast your eyes on what you’ve already seen dozens of times before,” he joked.
“It never gets old,” I sighed, enjoying the sight of those broad shoulders coming into view as Betra opened the top of his uniform and shrugged it down. He bared his defined chest next, and I sighed again. No, it was still good to look at. I might never tire of seeing Betra naked.
He slowly peeled the formsuit down to his waist, revealing himself to me and smiling saucily the entire time he did so. I walked around him to take the view in. Mmm, I seldom get to enjoy that muscled back, and it is so damned fine.
“Stop,” I told Betra before he could slide the uniform over his hips. Yes, I wanted to see that gorgeous ass in the worst way, but his back had to be given its due. I’d neglected appreciating it the way it should be.
He froze and looked questioningly at me over his shoulder. I stepped up close and traced the line of his spine. I grinned at his responding shiver and did it again. He jerked.
“You are beautiful from every angle,” I said. My fingers investigated every ridge of muscle that I saw. “Never turn your back on Oses, my friend. He wouldn’t be able to control himself if he saw this.”
I saw those delicious muscles tense the slightest bit. “That’s not exactly a thrill for me to hear, you know,” Betra smarted off.
“It’s true though.” I ran my palms down from his shoulder blades to that trim waist, feeling every exciting bump and curve of his body as I did so. “If I was a man, I’d want to shove my cock in you too. Whether you liked it or not.”
“Shalia—” Betra started in a tone that told me he’d heard enough.
“Hush, Imdiko,” I said, caring little for how uncomfortable I might be making him. I stepped back. “All right. Show me that hot ass.”
He hesitated for a moment, as if he might refuse me. Then Betra slid his formsuit down, revealing the double curves of his delectable rump.
Oh hell yeah. If I was a guy, I’d definitely want that. Betra was lucky Oses had such good command over himself. Better command than me.
I leaned in to kiss that amazing rear. Betra gasped and went still. Oh man, that butt was wonderful. I knelt down to get better access. I was all over that smooth, rock-hard flesh, my hands framing it as I kissed and licked it all over. It wasn’t enough. I had the mad urge to actually devour him.
I bit. Hard. Betra yelped and turned around. “Hey! Are you trying to draw blood?”
I couldn’t help
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