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“
Sorry, baby,” he breathed
in her ear. “I don’t want to—she’s making me somehow.”

“
Me too,” Kate whispered
back and he could feel her breathing, light and frightened, beneath
him.

“
Cup her breasts,” the
Madam of Shadows commanded him. “Tug her nipples a little, Warrior.
Let’s see if we can’t warm her up.”

Though he didn’t want to, Rone found he was
forced to do as she commanded. Reaching around Kate, he let her
full breasts fill his hands, the hard little points of her nipples
rubbing against his palms. Doing as he had been commanded, he
captured the tight little peaks between his thumbs and fingers and
tugged gently, twisting in just the way he knew Kate loved. She let
out a low moan and arched under him, pressing her ass against his
cock.

Rone bit back a groan.
Gods, it felt
incredible
even though he knew it shouldn’t. He couldn’t
help remembering the many times he’d taken her this way, the way
she used to moan and buck against him, begging her to fuck her
harder, to get deeper into her sweet little cunt…

As though reading his mind, the Madam of
Shadows gave another command.

“
And now—let’s have a
little
friction,”
she said, smirking at them. “Come on, Warrior, slide against
her—let your mate feel how much you want her. How much you
need
her.”

Again, Rone was forced to act. Though he
didn’t want to, he could feel his cock rubbing hard against Kate’s
open, vulnerable pussy. The thin, silky fabric between them seemed
almost to melt away. Even though it looked like it was still in
place, he swore he could feel the hot, wet folds of her sweet
little cunt enfolding him as he slid against her.

“
Oh…
oh!”
Kate gasped and writhed
helplessly beneath him.

Rone groaned as the unwanted contact had
what was clearly the desired effect—his cock was now rock hard as
he rubbed against Kate—even though he didn’t want it to be. Even
worse, the Beast inside him was waking up and demanding to be set
free—demanding to take its due and breed Kate, to bond her to him
completely.

No, I can’t let that happen! Have to stay in
control!

“
Please,” he begged,
though the words tasted like ashes in his mouth. “Please, Madam
Shadow, don’t make me do this to Kate. She’s not ready for this
yet. I don’t want to hurt or force her to do something she doesn’t
want—
please.”

“
Oh, you’re afraid
you’re
forcing
her, hmm? Well what if we turn the tables?” With a flick of
her wrist, Rone felt himself released from the invisible bands her
will had somehow trapped him in. He fell back with a cry, his cock
aching with need. Right now, though, he just wanted to get away and
give Kate some space. She would never trust him again if he hurt
her this way—not even if he was forced into doing it.

But the Madam of Shadows wasn’t through with
them yet.

“
Right—on your back,
Warrior,” she snapped and Rone found that he was flat on his back
with no way to rise. Well, except for his cock. Despite their
situation, it stayed stubbornly erect, begging for Kate’s
touch.

And unfortunately, that was what it was
about to get.

“
Now you, my dear,” the
Madam said, turning to Kate. “Straddle him.”

“
I…I don’t want to.”
Kate’s voice trembled but despite her words, she threw a leg over
Rone’s supine form and did as the Madam commanded.

“
No, but you
need
to. And your mate
needs you to—if the two of you are ever to be in harmony again,”
Madam Shadow snapped. “Now come, my dear, don’t be shy. Get a
little closer. Rub that little pussy against your warrior’s
cock.”

Kate bit her lip and Rone could see the
indecision in her face. Yet she came forward and lowered herself
down onto him anyway, pressing the sweet, warm folds of her pussy
against the hard length of his rigid shaft.

He tried to bite back a
groan and couldn’t. Gods, she felt so good against him—so
right.
And yet this
whole situation was wrong. He didn’t want Kate doing something she
wasn’t ready to do—something she didn’t want to do. He didn’t want
her to fear him.

“
I’m sorry,” he whispered
hoarsely but she shook her head.

“
It’s not your fault. I’m
sorry too. I don’t…don’t mean to be doing this.”

“
You can’t help it,” he
tried to reassure her. He was trying to hold completely still. But
though the iron bands wrapped tightly around his chest and wrists,
pinning his hands to his sides, his pelvis was free to move. He
couldn’t help rocking his hips up in time to Kate’s strokes as she
pressed against him and slid up and down the length of his shaft.
Gods, he couldn’t feel the material between them at all. Having her
ride him was an exquisite torture because he could feel exactly how
silky and wet she was, how hot and swollen and ready.

But was she really? Or was that just the
Beast inside him, insisting that Kate was ready to be taken, that
she needed to be bred and claimed?

“
Oh…
oh,”
Kate moaned softly as she
continued to slide against him. Rone wondered if she was getting
close—the Beast in him longed to feel her coming but he was afraid
if she did, it would demand to taste her honey. His mouth watered
for the taste of her, the warm, secret feminine flavor that was
uniquely Kate. If she came against his cock as she had the night
before, would he be able to hold back a second time? Rone wasn’t
sure.

“
That’s right…” The look
in the Madam’s purple eyes as she watched his mate was one of
greedy lust. “That’s right, my dear. You can cry and beg and say
you don’t want to but I know the truth—I know how wet you are for
him.” She smirked at Kate. “You are, aren’t you? Your little pussy
is so wet and hot he could slip inside you right now and fill you
up without a bit of trouble.”

“
I…” Kate bit her lip, a
blush of shame creeping into her pale cheeks. “Please,” she
whispered. “Please, I…I’m not ready for this. I care for Rone but I
don’t…I can’t…”

“
Well, if you’re not ready
to fuck yet, maybe we can try something else. Lean over your lover,
my dear. Let him get you a little more ready.”

“
What?” Kate looked at her
with wide, fearful eyes. “I don’t…don’t understand.”

“
You will.” The Madam
looked at Rone. “Come now, Warrior, reach up to meet her. Why don’t
you suck those sweet, ripe nipples for a little while and get your
little mate ready to fuck?”

“
I don’t think Kate wants
me to,” Rone growled. But somehow he was leaning up and Kate was
leaning over him, pressing her full, beautiful breasts to his face.
He gave a low groan as he looked into Kate’s troubled green eyes.
“I’m sorry, baby…so sorry,” he murmured.

“
It’s…it’s all right.”
Kate’s voice was breathless and her cheeks were still flushed. “I…I
know you can’t help it.” She pressed one of her ripe nipples to his
lips. “Go ahead…I won’t…won’t be upset with you.”

Taking her at her word,
Rone drew the sweet, ripe peak between his lips and lapped at it
tenderly. Gods, she tasted so
good
. He wanted to lick all of
her—not just her breast. Wanted to give her entire, sweet body a
long, leisurely tongue bath until she moaned and writhed and opened
for him completely. Even though the silver material was still
between his mouth and her breast, he couldn’t feel it at all. He
could taste the salty-sweet flavor of her skin, could feel the
tight pink peak between his lips getting even harder and more
sensitive as he sucked and tongued it.

Of course, he couldn’t help remembering all
the times he’d done this in the past. After he’d finally convinced
her of how beautiful she was, Kate had taken great pleasure in
teasing and taunting him by wearing low-cut blouses and sweaters
that showed a lot of cleavage.

Sometimes they would make a game of it, with
her teasing him until Rone chased her around the ship. When he
caught her, he would pin her down and pull open her blouse to suck
and lap her tight nipples until she moaned and writhed under him.
That usually led to him tasting her elsewhere—most often with her
riding his face as he lapped and sucked her sweet pussy until she
came for him, long and hard…

God, he missed it! Missed it so much but he
knew Kate couldn’t remember any of it, so what they were doing
right now was probably making her incredibly uncomfortable.

He wished he could stop if only to make her
feel better but he was powerless to do anything but lick and suck
her nipples until the Madam of Shadows released him from this
particular compulsion. It wasn’t just that the invisible iron bands
were holding him down, it was as though she was actually
controlling his body, making him do exactly what she wanted even
though he didn’t want to do it.

At last, however, the Madam seemed to tire
of this particular activity.

“
Enough.” She gestured at
Rone who was finally able to release Kate’s nipple from his mouth
and lean his head back.

“
Are…are you going to let
us go now?” Kate was panting, her cheeks still flushed.

“
Hardly.” The Madam
laughed evilly. “We must restore your harmony. And we must satiate
the Shadow before we let you leave Flame and Frost.”

“
Satiate the Shadow? What
in the Seven Hells does that mean?” Rone demanded.

“
It means that no one who
enters the Shadow as the two of you have done may leave without
offering a sacrifice of either pleasure or pain.” Her lip twisted
in a sneer. “Most choose pleasure but a few enjoy the finer aspects
of physical pain.”

“
We don’t,” Kate said
quickly. “So what do we have to do to get out of here?”

“
Fuck your mate,” Madam
Shadow said bluntly. “That should cover the pleasure sacrifice
nicely.”

“
No,” Rone said harshly.
“Kate will never forgive me if I force myself on her—even if you’re
making me to do it. You think you’re pushing us together? If you
make us do that—make us make love before my mate is ready—you’ll
drive a wedge between us we’ll never be able to
overcome.”

“
Hmm…” The Madam of
Shadows didn’t look pleased but Rone thought she was at least
beginning to believe him. All it took was one look at Kate’s pale
face to know he was telling the truth. “All right, then,” she said
at last. “Something different. I know…” She snapped her fingers.
“You, my dear,” she said to Kate. “Come further up your mate’s body
until you’re straddling his face.”

“
What? Why?” Kate asked in
a shaking voice even as she was assuming the position the Madam had
demanded. Rone knew she couldn’t do anything else—she was under the
same compulsion he was—caught in the Madam’s power. Looking up, he
could see that the silver material covering Kate’s tender pussy was
just inches from his face. He could smell her sweet, feminine
scent, could almost taste her rich honey…Gods, how he wanted to
taste her! But he could tell Kate didn’t want him to. She was
trembling visibly above him, almost as if she was straining to get
away. But she was trapped.

“
Very nice,” Madam Shadow
purred. “Now, Kate, my dear—just lower yourself down until you feel
your warrior’s mouth against your pussy.”

Kate’s face went red, then
white and she began to shake in earnest. Obviously she was somehow
resisting the compulsion to do as the Madam ordered though Rone had
no idea how she was managing it. “Please,” she whispered. “Please,
I…I
can’t.”

“
Of course you can. You’re
joined to a Wulven Kindred, aren’t you?” the Madam demanded
impatiently. “One cannot be bonded to that kind of male without
learning to spread for his tongue on a regular basis.”

“
I…I don’t want to.”
Kate’s voice was a low cry of anguish that tore at Rone’s
heart.

“
You don’t know what
you’re asking,” he growled at the Madam. “This is
dangerous
. If you know
anything about my kind, you know what I carry inside me. Taunting
it in this way is the quickest way to release it—especially when I
am already having difficulty holding it back.”

“
Yes…I imagine after
months of unrequited
hunger,
your Beast must be close to the surface,” Madam
Shadow mused.

“
It fucking well is,” Rone
snarled. “And you may be able to hold me down with the force of
your will in
this
form but I doubt you’ll have a chance of controlling my Beast
if it comes out.”

Kate was watching their exchange with wide
eyes and he could see the fear on her face.

“
Please—can’t you just let
us go?” she asked the Madam in a low, trembling voice. Her thighs
were shaking now, her small body vibrating with the effort to
disobey the Madam’s direct order.

The Madam frowned. “I have told you, one
cannot leave the Shadow without a sacrifice of either pain or
pleasure.”

“
Then I chose pain,” Kate
said instantly. “Go ahead—punish me or do whatever it is you have
to do. Just let us go afterwards.”

“
Kate, no!” Rone
protested, looking up at her. “Baby—”