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  Kendrick ran a hand through his hair. Vartan was one of his most trusted military operatives, a battle-honed warrior through and through. “Did you tell him about Xerex?” he asked in a low voice.

  “I apprised him of the situation with the Federation and Xerex. According to him, he didn’t notice any movement from the Xerexians.”

  “Good. Why don’t you send out a ship for a reconnaissance mission? I want to know the minute there’s any movement.”

  “You do not want to talk to Vartan?” Orrin asked, surprised.

  Kendrick shook his head, pushing away his own surprise. When it came to matters of Bandar’s defense and protection, he never delegated it to anyone else. He took care of it personally. This was out of the norm for him. He brushed that thought aside. It was only because he wanted to focus his attention on Tamara for the next few days. Get the edge of the hunger off. “Vartan’s been away for some time. Tell him I said he should get some much needed rest and relaxation.” Kendrick grinned. “Get a couple of women to fuck.”

  Orrin nodded. “I’m sure he will appreciate that. If memory serves, Vartan has always shown an enthusiasm for bed sport.”

  He knew that for a fact, as well. Together, he and Vartan had fucked their way through planets and galaxies.

  Orrin cleared his throat. “How long will you be unavailable?”

  Kendrick looked over his shoulder at Tamara curled up on her side, fast asleep. “I don’t know yet. You’ll know when you see me.”

  The other man nodded, amused. “As you wish.”

  Kendrick started to close the door, but stopped halfway. “Send up some food. I need sustenance.” He shut the door and stalked back to the bed, settling beside her. Pulling her leg over his, he drummed his fingers over her pussy, slipping inside with easy possessiveness. He delved in the wetness he found, finger fucking her, at the same time fastening his lips on a luscious pink nipple. Scant moments later she moaned softly as she came awake.

  Kendrick looked up and met her slumberous eyes, half-lidded and sensuously drowsy. He watched as she licked her lips, his gut tightening. That mouth should be sucking his cock.

  A light flush spread over her cheeks and her eyes turned dark with arousal, all traces of drowsiness gone. Her pussy became more slippery, easing the entry and exit of his fingers. Tamara’s lips parted, her dainty tongue just barely appearing in sight, as she drew in lung-filling breaths.

  He suddenly pulled his fingers out. “Kendrick,” she groaned in protest.

  He ignored that, his eyes locked on her mouth. “I want to fuck your mouth.”

  Tamara stilled.

  He clambered off the bed and sat on a dark divan. “Come here,” he ordered, watching hungrily as she slid off the bed in a graceful motion and stood up. He ate her with his eyes, his mouth watering at the generous, feminine curves on display. He motioned her to come closer, parting his legs to make room for her. “Kneel.”

  Her blue eyes locked on his shaft.

  “Take me in your mouth,” he rasped. “I want to fuck your mouth like I fucked your cunt last night, Tamara. Long and deep, in and out, slowly, thoroughly.”

  She swallowed visibly, her expression at once hungry and devouring. To Kendrick, the sight of her naked and kneeling between his legs was powerful and erotic. His balls ached and tightened. “Open wide, meeka.”

  Her eyes flew to his. She licked her lips, leaving them damp as she obeyed. Taking his cock in hand, Kendrick rubbed the reddened head around and around her mouth, fighting the urge to close his eyes in bliss. He didn’t want to miss a single moment. “Lick it. Up and down. Slowly.”

  Kendrick gritted his teeth, the soft scrape of her tongue against his cock driving him crazy. Again and again she did it, until there was not an inch of his cock that she hadn’t tasted.

  “Take all of me in your mouth.” He grunted when she did, her lips stretched impossibly wide by the thickness of his shaft. Pleasure slithered up his spine at the tortured sound of enjoyment she made. She took him deep, bravely sucking more and more of his cock in her mouth, until he touched the back of her throat. “Easy now,” he instructed. “Breathe through your nose, meeka, and relax your throat for me.”

  Tamara did as he ordered, taking in slow breaths through her nose and relaxing her throat. Her tongue fluttered around the sensitive head every time she came up, licking and tasting.

  “Suck me more, meeka. That’s a good girl. Let me feel that tongue of yours.”

  “Hmm.” The sound she made vibrated smoothly along his cock, driving him crazy. His ears buzzed. Her mouth was hot, tempting, teasing and giving as she took him in again and again. He clenched his muscles, attempting to regain control, to slow things down. The urge to explode in her mouth was overwhelming.

  Her stare was bold and sultry as she nibbled gently on the head of his cock. “Feel good?”

  He managed a sound between a snort and a groan. “Too good,” he muttered thickly. She curled the tip of her tongue around the slit, where a drop of pre-cum quivered. Kendrick jerked against her. By the gods of Bandar, this woman was a seductress. The haughty demeanor hid a hot lusty woman underneath. She cradled his aching balls in her soft palm, squeezing rhythmically, threatening to break his tenuous control.

  Kendrick was thrown off kilter by the surge of lust that was beating down his defenses. Numerous females had pleasured him this way, yet he couldn’t remember a time when he’d enjoyed it more. Even the very talented female from Suraya Minor with the long, forked reptilian tongue didn’t move him as Tamara did.

  Looking at her kneeling before him, her lips stretched wide by his cock, sucking and licking him with obvious pleasure, aroused him more than anyone else. She couldn’t take his entire length inside her mouth, but still he felt the pleasure deep in his balls. He was damned ready to spew his seed in her mouth and watch her take all of it.

  Threading his hand through her thick hair, he tilted her face up. The pleasure was taking over his senses, dulling his control, testing the limits of his endurance. “I’m going to come.”

  She licked around and around the head. “I want all of it,” she demanded huskily. “Give it to me.”

  The brazen challenge was his undoing. He groaned. Even in this, she refused to give a quarter. Damn if she didn’t light his fire. He held her head still while he gave her a series of short, quick strokes that singed the very edges of his soul. The sensation gained momentum, speeding through his body starting from the tips of his toes.

  Kendrick stiffened, white hot pleasure raced up his spine, gathering in his cock before he exploded. He held her still, his thoughts hazy as the swell of hot lust made him momentarily incapable of thought. He fought the fog of pleasure and focused on the clear enjoyment in her expression, drifting down to her neck where she worked her throat to swallow the semen jetting down.

  He held her right where she was until she had taken the last drop of his seed, laving his cock with gentle flicks before she stood up. Tamara ran her tongue from one corner of her lips to the other, sweeping it clean. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and padded back to the bed, her hips swaying seductively. The round globes of her ass snagged his attention, the plump curves beckoning his touch.

  On the bed, she leaned back against the pillows and shamelessly opened her legs. Her pussy glistened, the lips pink and puffy. She pulled it apart, exposing creamy folds. As he watched, she ran her finger up and down the sides, never coming close to the inviting opening. Around and around she circled her swollen clit, playing with herself, making the little button stand out impudently from the swollen lips.

  “It’s my turn to be pleasured now.”

  Just like that, he was hard again. Kendrick was amazed and surprised at his body’s reaction to Tamara. He was like a young boy on the cusp of manhood, brimming with excitement, about to have his first woman. He was a man and he’d had more women than he could count. So how could he explain the lust raging inside him, turning his cock to steel, like an untamed beast crazy wi
th need?

  He couldn’t. By the gods of Bandar, he could not explain why this woman could turn him on with one look or one touch. If he were thinking clearly, he would balk at such a strong hold she had over him. The hot desire flowing through his veins was not one to be denied. Never mind that he’d just emptied himself in her mouth. He was ready to do so again in her pussy.

  First, he wanted to have some fun. He wanted to draw it out, make it last and gain a semblance of control on this needy monster clawing inside him. He drew in a slow breath, following the movement of her fingers, feeling the overwhelming need to bury his mouth between her legs and make her howl with pleasure. “Soon, I will eat your beautiful pussy. Soon, meeka. For now, I want to watch you as you pleasure yourself. Make yourself come for me, Tamara. I want to see you come.”

  Tamara sucked in a harsh breath at the endearment he uttered once more. Meeka, if she remembered correctly from her readings on Bandarian culture, was the Bandarian equivalent for the Earth word baby, or sweetheart. His words slid over her like a physical caress. Although she found that she liked it when he used the word for her, she gave him an artful pout. “I want to come with you inside me, Prince Kendrick.”

  His lips tilted. “In Bandar, we have a saying, Matis nila han-tay.”

  “What does that mean?” she asked, wrinkling her brow, stopping her movements.

  “Good things come to those who wait.”

  Tamara was annoyed enough to say, “Ah, but there’s also an old human saying, you snooze, you lose.” She resumed swirling her slick fingers faster and faster over her clit. “Do you understand what that means?”

  “Do I hear a threat?” he asked softly, his eyes locked on her pleasure-giving fingers.

  The need to come was bearing down on her. Her pulse galloped and her breath came in heavy pants. “Not a threat,” she breathed, her world getting smaller and smaller, centering on her swollen clit. “It’s just that I’d much rather come with you inside me.”

  He crossed his arms.

  With Herculean effort, Tamara managed to stave off her impending orgasm. Her eyes narrowed at Kendrick’s stubborn stance. Withdrawing her hand from between her legs, she sat there for a moment, breathing deeply in an effort to control the urge to come. The “I’m waiting” look he wore raised her hackles. She wanted to see him lose control too.

  Knowing he was watching closely, she dipped two of her fingers inside her pussy. “Don’t you want that too?” she asked huskily, determined to drive him crazy. “Don’t you want to feel my pussy tighten on your cock as I come?”

  “Oh, I will,” he countered with irritating confidence. “Of that, I have no doubt. Do as I say, Tamara.”

  She threw back her head and closed her eyes, circling but never coming close to her clit. She was too near the edge, damn it. She wanted him out of control too. “Ohhh. I want you inside me, stretching me, forcing me to take all of you. I want you to fuck me until I plead for mercy. Drive me crazy with the need to have you inside me. Make me scream. Oh, yes, oh, yes,” she chanted. She was shaking with need. With stubborn determination, she swirled her fingers around, making her labia glisten with wetness.

  Still he didn’t budge.

  Casting a sensuous glance his way, she transferred her attention to her nipples. “I want to feel your lips pull on these. I love it when you suck me hard, giving me just enough pain to make me moan and ask for more.” In a way, she was punishing herself, for she was arousing her body further with what she was doing. “And when you scraped your teeth against me, I liked that,” she breathed. “I want to feel it again but harder this time. Bite my nipples, Kendrick.” She shuddered, her words bringing visions in mind. Her eyes fluttered closed. “Bite me hard.”

  Tamara cried out in surprise as her hand was rudely pushed away. She opened her eyes to find Kendrick looming over her. Picking her up with hardly any effort, he wrapped her legs around his waist as he braced his knees on the bed. He pushed inside her with one forceful thrust, knocking the breath from her lungs.

  She gasped, her arms clinging around his neck to hold on. With his big hands, he cupped her buttocks. From this angle, he penetrated even deeper. Tamara shuddered violently. He fucked her hard, pummeling her pussy with deep, mind destroying thrusts that turned her into a moaning, mewling animal. In a voice husky with need, she begged, pleaded and demanded more. “More. Please. Damn you, give me more.”

  “Scream my name,” he growled against her neck. “Scream my name, meeka, and let everyone know who’s fucking you.”

  Tamara shuddered. The pleasure was too much. She felt herself stretching to accommodate him, the shadow of pain intensifying the sensation. Yes. Fuck me. Harder. Harder. Oh God, she was so close. So close.

  “Now,” he grunted. “Scream my name and tell me you’re mine.”

  Sharp, twisting waves of pleasure slammed against her. “Kendrick,” she screamed, holding on tightly. He didn’t stop; he fucked her until she was close to fainting. The pleasure was too much. Above her, she heard him curse, the Bandarian word sailing over her consciousness as he came inside her. Her body was so in tune with his that when his seed gushed inside her, her inner muscles clenched rhythmically on his cock. By the time it was over, Tamara felt utterly drained.

  Right before she drifted off to a satiated sleep, she decided she could deal with his arrogant and domineering nature. Just as long as he fucked her like that all the time. While she was here, she would enjoy her lover. Her eyes closed. The last thing she felt was the hot slide of his cock as he slipped from her pussy.

  * * *

  The curtains billowed in the soft breeze coming through the open window. Kendrick shielded his eyes, looking beyond the stretch of the naturally formed stone bridge to the city beyond. Was the sun shining brighter today? The air was full of the sweet scent of blooming flowers. He was content to just stand there and take in the view. From below, he could hear the faint buzz of conversation as palace staff moved about. He glanced at Tamara. Her striking red hair fanned out over the pillow as she lay on her stomach, the bright tresses providing a stark contrast to the dark sheets.

  Drawn back to her side, he stood over her motionless form before climbing back on the bed with her. Tamara didn’t even stir as he slid in, lying on his side, his eyes tracing the contours of her face. So delicate, yet so strong. He frowned. Making her do his bidding wasn’t easy. It was so unusual for a woman to be so sure of herself, so opinionated. So why wasn’t he more annoyed at having his every wish contradicted? There was no answer to that. Reaching for her hand, he rubbed her palm. Just like the rest of her, it was soft and giving. Kendrick laced his fingers with hers, sighing with pleasure. He’d just had her, how could he want her again?

  Kicking the sheet aside, he feasted on her shapely form. Forcing himself to be content with looking, he absorbed the supple body. He’d gorged himself on her more times than he cared to count and again this morning before the sun rose. He glanced with disgust at his cock, erect once more, seeming to point directly at her pussy. If he were honest with himself, he would admit he was tempted to spend another day in bed with her. He wanted to just sink over and over in her wetness and to hell with the rest of the world.

  Why did she affect him so differently than all the other women he’d been with? He couldn’t figure it out.

  With a soft curse, he pushed himself from the bed and strode to the bath. It was time to get out of this room and attend to his kingdom.

  Chapter Five

  Kendrick stepped under the arched entryway of the grand receiving room and poured himself some Bandarian ale. The late afternoon glow of the sun spilled through the panoramic window, yet there was a slight chill in the air. It had been three days since he’d taken Tamara to his room, three days during which they did nothing but fuck. Yet, it still wasn’t enough. He felt himself stirring at the thought of burying his cock deep inside her again. By the gods of Bandar, the woman had surely cast a spell on him.

  “So you’ve come out at l
ast.”

  At the sound of the male, amused voice, Kendrick swung around. “Vartan.”

  They each grasped the inside of the other’s arm, just above the wrist, in a firm hold that was the traditional Bandarian greeting. Vartan chuckled. “I’m glad to see you’re still alive.”

  He laughed. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

  “The whole palace is buzzing with the news that you’re deeply enamored of a human female.”

  “Her name is Tamara.”

  Vartan grinned. “She must be exceptional, my friend. I have never known you to stay locked in your private quarters for more than a day. And not wanting to be disturbed either.”

  “She’s… different,” he revealed slowly, trying to find the right words to describe her.

  “All the women in the palace are nervous. You’ve been neglecting them,” Vartan chided mockingly.

  Kendrick grinned. “I hope you took my order seriously and availed yourself of a woman or two to help you relax?”

  “I have to admit I’ve enjoyed the company of a couple of your women while you’ve been similarly occupied.” Vartan raised an eyebrow. “Am I going to meet the woman who’s finally tamed the prince?”

  He frowned. “I hardly think of myself as tamed.”

  His friend chuckled. “That’s what I’ve been hearing. Could it be that you’ve found a woman who could stand up to you?”

  Tamed? He didn’t agree. He indulged his lust for Tamara, yes, and it was taking longer than usual for him to get the desperate hunger out of his system. In fact, he was sure the three days had only taken the edge off. He still couldn’t wait until he was inside her again, her cunt milking his cock tightly, sweetly.

  “Am I to assume that you’ll no longer require the services of the other women around here? Your human might not like the idea of the number of females waiting in the wings to service your needs.”

  Kendrick rebelled at the thought. What did Tamara have to do with that? “Nonsense. We have an arrangement, Tamara and I. She has nothing to do with whatever else goes on around here.” He brushed the thought away, turning his attention to other matters. “Orrin has apprised you of the situation with the Federation and Xerex?”