Kajinek is a Lalatian Dominant who must feed on fear, pain, and sex for survival. Since leaving his homeworld, he hasn’t met a woman who could truly satisfy his needs.
Mercenary captain Saida Alexander needs a pilot for the most dangerous mission she’s ever undertaken. She chooses Kajinek, because he’s reputed to be the very best. She never suspects that he’ll awaken the submissive desires she’s ignored for years.
When Saida knocks on Kajinek’s door, he senses that she’s the partner he’s been looking for. He agrees to fly her ship under one condition; she must personally feed his darkest desires. Can Saida give in to what her body wants or will submitting sexually shatter the careful control she wields over the rest of her life?
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Saida fought the urge to grab the arms of the chair for support. Dizziness washed over her along with images of her under Kajinek, his strong arms holding her down while he pounded into her. Goddamn it! What was wrong with her?
He was without a doubt one of the most attractive men she’d ever met. His straight, midnight hair fell to his shoulders. His red eyes that often flickered like fire should have been disturbing. Instead, they were beautiful. He was tall, muscular, powerful. She could almost believe he could defend himself against her, even in blood rage.
She fought to steady her voice. “I will see that your needs are met.” Perhaps there was someone among her crew who would welcome Kajinek’s attentions. If not, she could hire someone for him as long as the pleasure girl stayed in Kajinek’s quarters and did not interfere in the life of the ship.
“I’m afraid that’s not good enough.”
Saida fought the urge to yell or slam her fist against the table. “I’m offering you twice what you’d make elsewhere.”
“True, but the one thing that could tempt me to accept is you.”
His voice was low and silky, and it did things to her no mere words should have the power to do. “I’m the ship’s captain, not a fuck toy. I expect obedience from my crew. That will include you if you take this job.”
He leaned toward her and captured her braid in his hands. His fingers slid down its length, and her pussy clenched as if he’d touched something far more intimate. “Your body is crying for a man to dominate you.”
“I am not a submissive.” Her protest sounded weak. How could this man know things about her she never confessed to anyone, fantasies she rarely even acknowledged when she was alone in her own bed?
“Your nature doesn’t lie. I know what you want. I bet you’re so fucking wet right now you’ve soaked right through your flight suit.”
He was right. If the suit’s fabric hadn’t been moisture repellent, she’d have left a wet spot on the chair. She wanted him like she’d never wanted a man before, even with the knowledge that he wanted to control her, to give her pain instead of only pleasure. But no matter what she wanted, she couldn’t keep order on the ship while submitting to the pilot.
“I don’t have time to waste. Either take the job on my terms, or let me get on with hiring someone else.”
His seductive smile made her pussy flutter. “I’d love to take the job, but you have to be part of the package. You need this as much as I do.”
“Come on --”
“I’d love to come on you, right after I’ve whipped your ass. I’d love to watch you writhe under me, begging for more.”
Images of him doing just that flashed in Saida’s head as though he’d put them there. With an inexplicable intensity, she needed him, wanted him, felt like she would die if she walked away. She remembered Anna’s warning. But while Kajinek was trying to manipulate her, he wasn’t using psychic powers. Her shields were solid, and she detected no mental probe. He was so fucking sexy, he didn’t need mind tricks.
He stroked her thigh. “Why are you so reluctant to allow yourself the pleasure you need?”
“The needs of my crew come first. I can’t run a ship if I’m taking orders as your pleasure girl. Any sign of weakness, and I’ll lose the respect of my crew. Hell, why would you follow my orders if you’re getting to toss me about in bed any time you please?”
Flames leaped in Kajinek’s eyes, and he growled low and fierce. “I’ve never shown disrespect for any woman I’ve taken to bed. I have nothing but admiration for a strong woman who’s brave enough to seek out what she truly desires.”
Saida frowned. “I did not mean to offend your honor, but I don’t think my crew would feel like you do.”
He took a long, slow breath. “My apologies for snapping at you. I often forget the strange beliefs of humans. On Lalatia, we do not see sexual submission as an indication of weakness. The fact that a man or woman derives pleasure from giving up control to one’s lover hardly prevents them from taking control in other aspects of their lives. Lalatian submissives run businesses, hold positions in the government, even fight in the army. I have no intention of compromising your position as captain. When we are in private, you will submit to me. Otherwise, I am simply another member of your crew.”
Saida sucked in a shaky breath. Was she actually considering this arrangement? No! Her crew weren’t Lalatians, and she was not that self-indulgent.
Kajinek used a finger to tilt her chin up. She looked into his red eyes and watched fire swirl. She felt as if she were falling into them.
He caressed her cheek, sending heat racing to her core. “Perhaps you need a sample of what I can offer you.”
She wanted a sample. She wanted him. But that was impossible. She glared at him, grabbing his wrist and pushing his arm away. “Do not touch me again.”
He sat back in his chair, seemingly unruffled by her anger. “I will not take this job unless you personally serve my needs.”
“Then I will find another pilot.”
He smiled, looking far too satisfied with himself. What was he up to?
“You are free to do so, unless... Perhaps you could be tempted by a wager.” His voice was all silk and lust again.
Saida felt a trap closing around her. She needed to get up and get the hell out of there, but she couldn’t make herself move. “What wager?”
“Give me one hour to make you scream. If I win, whenever we are alone, you will feed me any way I see fit. If you win, I will fly the ship for free and make my own arrangements for sustenance.”
This was insane. “You want my permission to torture me?”
Kaj shook his head. “I want to show you the exquisite sensations I can give you when you ride the fine line between pleasure and pain.”
Why oh why was that the sexiest proposition she’d ever heard? “Done.” The word slipped from her mouth before she could stop it.
He smiled like a wolf that had cornered its prey. “Excellent. Before we begin, we need to establish a few rules.”
Saida’s heart hammered against her chest. She was not prey. Dear God. What had she done? Saida desperately tried to gather her dignity. “You hurt me, and I resist the urge to scream. What else is there to establish? Let’s get it over with.”
His bloodred eyes sparkled. “I think you know there is far more to what will happen between us than that. You don’t strike me as a woman who is afraid of pain. I imagine you’ve ignored it successfully in many a battle. Pain that becomes pleasure is far more difficult to fight.”
A wave of heat Saida didn’t understand washed over her body. She was in way over her head. She could already hear Anna telling her I told you so. “Fine. What rules do you suggest?”
“First, I do not want to injure you. Human bodies are far more fragile than Lalatian ones. However, rumor has it that you are an Assassin, the only one to ever successfully escape from the Imperial Army.”
Saida nodded. “Occasionally rumors are true. But I must warn you that Assassins are triggered to go into blood rage as we focus on our kills. My body...alters. It’s not easy to return to normal without making a kill. I’ve never lost control of this change, but --”
“I trust you.”
His quiet words got to her more than any of the erotic things he’d said. Something inside her softened. “Why?”
“For the same reason you are trusting me, I imagine.”
Why was she trusting him? She wasn’t sure. Instinct was all she had to go on. Her instincts told her he was the most dangerous man she’d ever met, but she also believed he was honorable. “What else?”
“I assume Allied Merc requires both birth control and STD implants.”
Saida nodded. “And you?”
“I’m clean, and I had my implant checked just last week. I have documentation if you require it.”
Saida shook her head. “Any more rules?”
He smiled. “Feel free to struggle, beg, and say no all you want. I will not stop.”
She rolled her eyes. “Great.”
His smiled widened. “Ascendant is your safe word. If you say it, I will stop whatever I am doing, no questions asked.”
She raised her brow. “Does using it mean I’ve forfeited our wager?”
“No. I will continue my efforts to make you scream, but I will use a different tactic.”
“Are you finished?”
“Yes. Are you ready?”
“I made a deal. I’m ready when you are.”
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