Kept by Seduction

by Jaymie Holland

  She dropped her hand from her collar to her lap. “Do you have need of me, Majesty?”

  Ty crouched down beside her and gave her a cocky grin, his golden club earring making him look even more like the rogue he was. “I always have need of you, my love.”

  Heat flushed over Awai, tightening her nipples beneath her robe and causing her clit to tingle.

  He picked a nugget out of the crystal bowl and flung it in front of a large blue-and-black fish. “I’ve had word that my brothers are on the move. Our families shall arrive soon.”

  Delight and excitement filled Awai with such intensity she thought she’d burst. She moved her feet under her, sitting on her heels as she faced him. “When? I can’t wait to see them.”

  He gave her a frown but his eyes sparkled. “Must I punish you, Awai?”

  Please do, she thought, but kept it to herself. “I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I’m so excited to see them that I forgot myself.”

  He gave a slow nod. “They will be here within two days.”

  Awai clapped her hands together, feeling once again like a giddy teenager. She felt like laughing and crying all at once and her words tumbled out so fast she couldn’t begin to stop them. “I’ve missed my family so much, Majesty. You just can’t imagine what it means to me to—”

  Ty caught her by her hair and pulled her roughly to him, kissing her with a fierce intensity that took her breath away, took all thought away.

  When he released her, Awai could only stare at him, dazed and hungry with need.

  He moved her so she was lying on her back, staring up at him. With a gentleness that belied his strength, he pushed apart her robe so she was entirely exposed to his gaze. All that she had on beneath the black silk was her collar and her nipple rings.

  “You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,” he murmured as he bent to brush his lips over hers.

  She smiled up at him, her chest filled with incredible warmth.

  “I love you, Awai.” Ty cupped her chin and smiled. “And tomorrow, the day before our visitors arrive, I will give you the gift of fulfilling your deepest fantasy.”

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  AWAI DIDN’T KNOW WHICH STATEMENT TO REACT TO FIRST. The fact that Ty had said he loved her...

  Or that tomorrow would be the day she’d get fucked by three men at once.

  She took the easiest—although perhaps it was the hardest—first.

  “Cherries.”

  The invocation of the safe word seemed to startle Ty, but to his credit, he only nodded. The hard lines of control relaxed in his face, and he studied her simply as a lover and not as her Dom.

  Awai sat up and clasped her robe tight around her, covering her bared flesh. “Don’t say you love me, Ty.” She felt right without the formalities of their protocol, because she didn’t think this was time for play. It was too serious. “We’ve only known each other for a relatively short time. Even though that’s more than a month in Earth time, it’s too soon.”

  Ty moved his hand from her chin and slid his fingers into her dark hair. “I fell in love with you the very moment I saw your face in the card.”

  She frowned. “What card?”

  “The sorceress’s magical card.” Ty wrapped his hand in Awai’s long hair and brought it to his nose, inhaling the sweet scent of her shampoo. Still holding on to her hair, he moved his hand from her face and said, “You were all chosen by the fates—as I told you, it was our destinies. My brothers and I each chose a card—or rather the cards chose us. Whatever the reason, it brought you to me.”

  Awai’s frown deepened. “I’m not too sure I like the idea of being chosen from a card.”

  “It was meant to be, my love.” Ty released her hair as she rolled away from him and got to her feet, her back to him, gathering her robe more tightly around her slender frame.

  With a sigh he stood and went to her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He held her back against his chest, and settled his chin on her shoulder. “What difference does it make how I found you, Awai?”

  His deep voice rolled through her and a part of her wanted to give in to his tenderness. But another part of her couldn’t help but remember how charming and tender John Steele had been until after they married. Would Ty change, too, if they were “joined”?

  “You know I was hurt very badly by the man I married,” she finally said, determined to keep her voice from trembling. “I swore I would never fall in love again.”

  “Love is not something you fall into.” Ty tightened his grip around her waist and snuggled closer to her neck. “Love is a feeling deep inside that says ‘this is the one.’ A feeling that cannot be denied, cannot be discarded simply because you have decided you will not love again. It is there forever.”

  “I’d like to believe you.” She leaned her head back against his shoulder and looked up at the aqua sky. “I thought I was so in love with John, but it was an illusion. I was in love with the man I thought John was, not who he really was.”

  “Exactly.” Ty kissed the shell of her ear. “You were not in love with that bastard.”

  Awai turned around in his embrace, her eyes wide as she searched his. “What if you’re an illusion, too? What if—what if—” She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, trying to regain composure before opening them again. “What if you’re not the man I think you are?”

  He simply smiled and brought her hands to his chest and held them tight. “Listen to your heart. What does it tell you?”

  So much emotion was flowing through her and she didn’t know how to stop it. “My heart has been wrong before.”

  He shook his head. “I do not believe your heart fell in love with this man. He charmed you with gifts and promises. Not love.”

  She gripped his hands tightly between them and pressed her cheek against his chest. His smell, the feel of his skin, the power in his embrace—everything about him seeped into her. She thought about his kindness to his people, how gentle and caring he could be, how he treated her with respect even when he was dominating her. All those things told her that he could be more than a lover and a friend. He could be her soul mate, the one she was destined to be with, just like he had said.

  “I need time,” she murmured against his chest. “Please give me that.”

  Ty stroked Awai’s hair as he held his tigress close. “You have all the time you need, my sweet.”

  She lifted her face, her eyes bright and a hesitant smile on her face. “May we go into the village again? I would like to buy gifts for my nieces.” She frowned for a moment and bit the inside of her lip before saying, “I don’t have any money. I’ve gone from wealth to poverty and I don’t know how to deal with that.”

  He clenched her hands tighter to him. “Everything I have is yours.”

  When she shook her head, he released her hands and caught her face in his palms. “I took you from your world. I took you from everything that you knew and all your possessions. I give only what I have taken away.” He gave that quirky, sexy grin that she liked so much. “Besides, I enjoy shopping for my nieces and nephews and my brothers’ mates. Especially toys for the little ones. And since Alexi is coming, I should purchase a new cup to protect my balls.”

  Awai laughed, feeling a little bit better about having nothing but the clothes she wore when she came to this world. In his eyes, she had seen that Ty meant everything he said, and somehow it comforted her.

  He took her hand and led her through the trees filled with cherry blossoms and then down a long and winding stone path. Vines and bushes, and trees unlike anything she’d ever seen before, bordered the pathway. The beauty of it all continually amazed her.

  The few times they had visited the village, she had been fascinated by everything she’d seen and experienced. Today was no exception. She again enjoyed looking at all the whitewashed buildings with brightly colored awnings and rooftops. The village smells of roasted meats, fresh baked breads, and clean fresh air wafted over her. They were comforting smells th
at made her feel at home, although she wasn’t sure why.

  His people greeted them or smiled as they passed. Awai enjoyed watching the villagers exchanging pleasantries, going about their business, working in the various shops. She delighted in their everyday life, from the baker kneading bread, to the fishmonger using a knife to fillet his fish, to the tailor sewing a tunic, and the sword master forging steel to make the finest of swords.

  Ty took Awai to a toy store filled with magical toys: colorful patchwork balls that disappeared at one end of the room and reappeared on the other side; a wooden village with wooden characters that actually moved around on their own; fine porcelain dolls whose little faces scrunched up as they cried real tears, before their eyes brightened as they giggled with delight and clapped their hands.

  Awai stared in amazement at all the wonderful toys. She didn’t have any idea where to start, so Ty helped her by letting her know a little bit about the personalities of each child. Lance and Lexi were the oldest, being Alice and Jarronn’s firstborn twins. Ty suggested finely crafted wooden toy swords as the pair liked to spar with each other, as well as with their father.

  Then there were the five other girls: Puawai, who preferred toy warriors; Paula, who liked to play with toy elves; Karen, who favored toy villages and the wooden characters; the toddler Jennifer, who liked dolls; and then there was Johanna, who was a year old and had a thing for whips.

  “Like her aunt,” Ty said with a smile. “Perhaps she will be a warrior like you.”

  Awai raised one brow. “A warrior like me?”

  Ty nodded. “With your skills at the whip, you would easily be one of the kingdom’s finest warriors.”

  Out of the four remaining boys, Tony was into knight sport; JB preferred intellectual games; Kyle wanted to learn about everything; and Matthew enjoyed anything he could build and tear down again.

  By the time Ty had rattled off each child’s age and what they liked, Awai’s mind spun. It was incredible how well he knew each child and their preferences, and she couldn’t help but be touched by his love for them. As he went through the store helping her select gifts, he was like a child himself, laughing and playing with the toys.

  A joy Awai had never experienced before permeated her heart and soul. Could Ty truly be the man she would be willing to spend the rest of her life with?

  Would she be willing to spend the rest of her life in this very different world?

  After they finished buying toys for the children, he paid for the items and had them all sent to the palace. They continued shopping, Ty helping Awai choose what was unique to his village that he was certain the three queens would not already have. One of the things his village specialized in was extremely prized hand-blown glass. For her nieces, Awai chose beautiful vanity jars, in purple, blue, and pink.

  For the kings she was at a loss, but Ty took her to a fine leather shop where they ordered three specially made dagger sheathes, one with a heart, the second with a spade, and the third with a diamond, each symbol made from the finest gold filigree and precious gems.

  Awai insisted on having one made for Ty to match. “Somehow I’ll earn whatever it takes to pay for it,” she said.

  He shook his head but she elbowed him and he laughed.

  Ty bought a basket and filled it with foods from various shops, including breads, meats, cheeses, alnen fruit, ale, and Awai’s favorite cherry tarts. Ty enjoyed supporting his people in their endeavors, and always paid a little extra for whatever he purchased.

  When they finished shopping, Ty took Awai to the lake that lay to the east of the village. They chose one of his sailboats from the dock, a black one with a gold club emblem on its side and golden sails. He watched the delight on Awai’s face as they sailed on the peaceful green water. It was so clear they could see fish swimming close to the boat, and the brightly colored plants waving from where they were rooted in the clay below. Awai’s dark hair blew across her cheeks in the breeze, her eyes sparkled, and a smile curved her full lips. She was so beautiful that Ty’s heart ached from simply looking at her.

  He did not want to share her tomorrow with his brothers-at-arms. It was killing him to even think about it, but he had promised to fulfill Awai’s fantasy.

  After they finished eating the meal Ty had bought in the village, they relaxed on the deck of the sailboat. She positioned herself between his legs, her back to his chest, her head resting against his shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around her waist.

  She felt so comfortable, so cared for that she wanted the moment to last forever. Water lapped at the side of the boat and in the distance she thought she heard a wolf’s howl. A cool wind chilled her cheeks and caused her nipples to stand out even tighter against the black silk of her robe. Fresh air, pine, and other scents she couldn’t identify mingled with Ty’s earthy smell that surrounded her, comforted her.

  Purple and pink streamers streaked across the blue-green sky backed by aqua clouds. Bits of gold glittered in the air like confetti, reminding her of New Year’s Eve at the grandest of balls in San Francisco.

  “Look at that sunset,” she said. “I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.”

  “I have.” Ty held her closer and nuzzled his face in her hair. “You are the loveliest thing in our world that I have ever seen.”

  She smiled and snuggled closer to him. With Ty she knew that his comment was sincere, not empty flattery. She could feel his erection pressed against her backside, yet he didn’t ask for more than simply holding her. They both had been content to spend time with one another today, but now she wanted him, wanted to feel him deep inside her.

  She tilted her head up so she could see his face. His strong jaw, the intense look in his eyes, his hair stirring in the breeze. He leaned down and captured her lips in a breathtaking kiss that left her feeling as if she’d never be able to breathe on her own again.

  In one of his smooth, lithe movements that caught her off guard, he shifted them both so he was lying on the deck and she was on his chest, her hands braced on the deck to either side of him. She never wore underwear, so beneath her robe her bare mound was against his leather-clothed erection.

  Her hair fell to either side of her face as she stared down at him. “If I get to be on top this time, does this mean you’ll call me Mistress?”

  He gave her a mock frown but even in the waning light, she could see the roguish glint in his eyes. “I believe that earns you a punishment.”

  She gave him a small pout. “What can I do to make up for my misbehavior, Your Majesty?”

  He reached up and pulled apart her robe so her breasts were bared to him and the evening air. With little effort, Ty pushed the robe down her arms so it fell from her body, and she was completely naked astride him. Awai arched her back, thrusting her breasts forward, offering them to her god of a man. He palmed them, massaging them as she rubbed her clit against his erection.

  “I know exactly what you can do to pay for being so impertinent.” He pushed her down a bit so she was on his thighs and then he freed himself from his breeches.

  “Suck my cock, woman,” he demanded with that glint in his eyes that Awai found irresistible.

  Awai wrapped her fingers around the girth of his erection. “Yes, Majesty.”

  She lowered herself, bringing her mouth to his erection and swirled her tongue over the head. He groaned and she gave a satisfied smile before she slid her lips over his shaft and took him deep within her mouth, far enough that he touched the back of her throat.

  “That’s it, slave.” He grabbed handfuls of her hair as she worked him with her mouth and hand.

  She loved the way it felt when he tugged on her hair, forcing her up and down while she sucked him. It hurt so damn good.

  “Without stopping,” he said, “I want you to move so your folds are over my face so I may lick your clit.”

  She ached at the thought. She kept her hold and her mouth on his erection while she moved so she was directly above his mouth and they were in a six
ty-nine position.

  The moment she was over him, he said, “Do not stop sucking my cock for any reason, and do not climax without my permission.”

  He parted her folds and licked her from her clit all the way to that sensitive area between her core and anus. She almost paused, but managed to keep going, using swirling motions and lightly scraping her teeth along his length just to get even with him for what he was doing to her.

  But when he stuck two fingers into her core and sucked on her clit, all thought abandoned her. She went still, fighting off the orgasm that was racing toward her like a freight train.

  He reached up and smacked her ass cheek hard with the flat of his hand. She lost it. Her orgasm roared through her so fast there was no way she could stop from coming. He sucked, licked, and spanked her, all the while driving her beyond sanity.

  When she could take no more, she let him slide from his mouth. “Please, Majesty, stop.”

  “You have earned two punishments.” He moved her so her ass was on his chest and she was sitting up. “Stand and go to the rail. Bend over and brace your hands on the rail and keep your stance wide.”

  She obeyed, a thrill skipping through her body at the thought of what he was going to do to her.

  Instead of fading, the sunset was more incredible than before. It was like the aurora borealis, with misty, shifting colors that hung like iridescent curtains of light from the sky. The sails of the boat glowed as if on fire and feeding from the cosmic lightshow. The aurora spanned the sky as she bent over, her hands braced on the railing of the black sailboat, waiting to take her punishment.

  He took his time, increasing her anticipation by making her wait. Cool air caressed her slit from her clit all the way back to her ass. She imagined him flogging her, or perhaps spanking her until she was so close to coming she would beg for mercy.

  The golden clubs dangled from her nipples and her shooting-star charm swung from her belly button. Every movement against her body, every sway of the boat, every flap of the sails, every shift in the lightshow—it was all about to drive her out of her mind. She wanted the waiting to be over, yet she didn’t want it to end. It was one of the most intense experiences she’d had.