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She chuckled. “Sweetie, I’m sure I’d enjoy it.”

If she knew she was his mate and the possession would irrevocably transform her into his submissive mate he felt certain she would feel differently.

They hesitated at the door. “So where did you stash your weapon?” She tugged playfully at his robe.

“I didn’t think I’d need it here.”

“
Mmm
, I guess you’re packing the only weapon you’ll need.”

He chuckled. “I’m definitively packing the only weapon you will need.”

Ellia
opened the door. “Welcome.”

The first thing Rebecca noticed was the heat. It was a good thing the chamber was warm since they had been instructed to wear only thin robes. Her robe barely covered her ass and the material did nothing to disguise the pebbled tips of her breasts. Holt’s was a bit longer but clung to his flesh in a way that ensured her nipples would stay hard.

Their instructors were
Teo
and
Ellia
, the owners of the club, whom they’d met upon arrival. They were garbed similarly except their robes were red instead of white. They were a mated pair who instructed together. Rebecca had to admit to being a bit jealous of the tall, thin
Ellia
.
Teo
on the other hand wasn’t quite as tall as his wife and appeared soft around the middle. Life wasn’t fair.

“Come. Come.”
Teo
waved them toward a pile of cushions on the floor. It was difficult for her to imagine them being part of a sex-slave ring but she knew she couldn’t let her personal feelings cloud her judgment.

Sitting in the short robe was a bit awkward, especially under Holt’s watchful eye. She noticed he didn’t seem inhibited as he reclined next to her.

“Please, get comfortable.”
Teo
stretched out behind his mate on the cushions across from them. His hand slid under
Ellia’s
robe as he appeared to fondle her ass. “There are no inhibitions here.”

“I’m just not used to this sort of thing.” Rebecca looked away nervously.

“We understand but we are here to help you.”

Rebecca cleared her throat and glanced back at them.

Ellia
smiled. “Please relax and enjoy this time with your mate. If it would please you, we will slip away when we feel the time is right.”

“That might help.”

“Good. Now concentrate on your handsome mate.”

Rebecca had known to expect open intimacy but the first display was a bit jarring. However she soon forgot her discomfort as Holt shifted her up against him. She quickly discovered the display had had an effect on him too. His erection would be hard to miss and harder to resist.

“We had an opportunity to review your file. I understand you are afraid of submitting anally to your mate?” The question, though serious, made Rebecca want to laugh since it was asked while
Teo
was loosening his mate’s robe.

Damn.
Ellia’s
breasts had to be large, perfect and without freckles. She refused to look at Holt. She didn’t want to see lust in his eyes for the other woman. “I…” Rebecca bit her lip. “Yes.”

“There is no reason to be afraid,”
Ellia
nearly purred. “Anal penetration with the right man is imminently enjoyable.” The bitch had the audacity to bat her long eyelashes at Holt.

“Very true.”
Teo
spoke about the joys of anal penetration. She heard such words as submission, fulfillment, bonding and conversion but she lost the ability to focus on
Teo’s
words as Holt caressed her ass, thighs and finally dipped his fingers between her parted legs. “…enjoy his touch.”

“Yes.” She’d heard enough of his last sentence to respond in a voice much too raspy to be her own.

“Very good.”

Holt leaned over her. “It is very good. Very fucking
good
.”

“Holt.”

“You’re so wet baby. You want me to fuck you again, don’t you?”

“Please.” She nodded.

“As soon as I get you back to our room, I’m going to fuck you. The assignment can wait a few hours,” Holt whispered.

Rebecca heard
Teo
speaking but didn’t understand his words until a tube of lubricant landed on her stomach. “Now is the time. While she is needy and compliant you must prepare her for penetration.”

“Oh fuck,” Holt murmured almost silently.

“Don’t fear it, Rebecca.”
Ellia
offered words of encouragement.

Rebecca glanced sideways to see the couple had stripped. She raised a brow.
Teo
had a surprisingly large cock for a small man.
Ellia
posed on her hands and knees and her smile turned to a look of pure joy as
Teo
rammed into her ass. “Yes. Oh yes,”
Ellia
cried out.

Rebecca turned back to meet Holt’s intense stare. “Do it,” she whispered.

“Rebecca, you don’t understand,” he spoke against the flesh of her neck while fingers, coated in cool lubricant, circled her anus.

“Please.” She shifted against him and the finger circling her budded hole pressed forward.
“
Jesper’s
Galaxy.”

“May the spirit of Gee help us,” Holt murmured as his huge finger pressed deeper into her untried hole.

She grasped his arms and stared into his darkening eyes as his finger slid in and out. He moved deeper and harder with each thrust until she had to bite her lip to stop from begging.

“We can’t do this.” Holt rolled away and she sat up, surprised to see
Teo
and
Ellia
had left without her even knowing.

“Damn it.
Why not?”
She had learned that the
Cragon
converted their mates by anal penetration but it only worked if the female was a true mate or at least that’s what she’d read. She didn’t know what his hang-up was but to be denied twice steamed her blood. The thought that he might be saving that for his future mate infuriated her.

“It’s not a good idea.” He leaned forward, elbows on knees as he panted for breath. She didn’t understand his hesitation. It was obvious he was hurting.

“Why?”

“It’s not fair.”

“Fair. What’s fair about leaving me hanging?”

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Give me a minute and I’ll make love to you, just not like that.”

“No.” She pulled her robe on.

“What?”

“I said no. If you can’t take me anally then it’s no deal.” She realized she might seem irrational. Possibly it went against his customs to take anyone but his mate in that way but she didn’t care.

Holt swallowed hard. “Rebecca.”

“Let me ask you one question. Would you take another woman anally?”

His eyes slid away from hers and she had her answer.

“You’re a cold-blooded bastard.” Rebecca climbed to her feet as gracefully as possible and cinched her robe. “Don’t worry. I won’t bother you again.”

“Rebecca.” He reached out but she dodged his touch. “Fuck,” he cursed as he watched her walk away. His heart sank and for the first time in days his erection waned. A hollow feeling of defeat engulfed him as she disappeared from sight. She’d read the truth on his face and he wouldn’t lie to her anyway. He had and could take other women anally because they weren’t his mate and they meant little or nothing to him.

He raised his hand to his face and his fingertips massaged his temples as he considered his plight. They had to complete their assignment as soon as possible because he couldn’t survive another session.

He released a heavy breath. “Rebecca.”
If she knew the truth.
He shook his head. “Impossible.” He had to keep his feelings and desires to himself. Doing anything else would ultimately destroy the spirit of the woman he loved.

Mustering all his willpower, he donned a stoic mask as he proceeded toward their assigned room.

He opened their door to find Rebecca’s robe on the floor but no sign of her. Her belongings were still scattered about so he assumed she just needed a bit of space and he couldn’t blame her.

Dropping his robe next to hers, he headed for the bathing facility. He’d been pleased to discover the spa still offered hot water bathing as so many resorts chose the less expensive alternative of chemical steam cleansing.

Chapter Four

Rebecca threw the few remaining items in her carryall as she heard the water from the bathroom turn off. She felt the steam on her back as he opened the bathroom door and she had to steel herself not to turn and devour him with her gaze.

“Rebecca.”

“Holton,” she returned but didn’t look up. Instead, she played with the clasp on her bag.

“We have an assignment to complete.” She could feel him close behind her.

“I’ve acquired the info.”

“What?”

She shrugged. “
Teo
and
Ellia
were in session and the office was unattended.”

“Are you crazy? You could have been caught and jeopardized the whole mission.” He grabbed her shoulder and spun her around to face him. His eyes flashed angrily at her but it was his near-naked form that caused her heart to race. A towel wrapped low around his hips was his only covering. She swallowed hard as she tried to control her errant thoughts.

“I’m fine.”

“You are not experienced enough—”

“I got the job done. I didn’t need you or your weapon.” Shrugging, she pulled away from his grasp. “I’m ready to go when you are.”

His eyes narrowed on her face.
“Fine.
I doubt we will find anything useful in the data since their office was left unattended.”

He turned away and her breath caught in her throat. She’d seen his tattoo before but today the colors were more vivid. The reddish-brown bird now had feathers the exact color of her hair. There was something erotic about the way the encasement cradled the bird. She longed to touch it…him…just once more but she could not.

“Interesting tattoo.
It seems to change colors.”

His spine stiffened. “
Cragon
males are tattooed when they reach adulthood.”

She snorted. “Did you choose the design?”

“They are always the same except for the color of the feathers.” He dropped his towel and her thoughts scattered.

“Oh.” She turned away before she embarrassed herself again. “The colors seem different today.
Bolder.”

“They may be,” he muttered. Every muscle in his body clenched as he fought the urge to turn and take her in his arms. He would give anything to make love to her one more time but it wasn’t to be. He had to let her go before he destroyed her.

Her eyes on his back almost destroyed his resolve. Knowing that she was looking at his tattoo but didn’t know the significance saddened him. His caged bird now wore feathers of red, the exact shade of Rebecca’s hair. Originally the feathers on the bird were a dull brown as with all
Cragon
males. The feather color changed to match the hair color of a mate once one was chosen.

He knew she desired him. The
faragon
in her body ensured that but it would fade from her system and she would move on. However, he would be forever marked, forever claimed by a woman he could not have.

* * * * *

“Don’t tell me. It’s your resignation,” Maverick shook his head as he picked up the paperwork.

“Transfer forms actually. How’d you guess?” Holt asked.

“Rebecca greeted me with her resignation. What in
Jesper’s
Galaxy did you do to her?”

Holt frowned. He was leaving to make things easier on Rebecca. He’d be damned if he’d let her sacrifice her career. He sighed.
“Difference of opinion.”

Maverick leaned back in his chair. “Sorry. I thought if you got to know the real Rebecca things might work between you.”

“The real Rebecca?”

“I thought
Cragons
liked submissive females.”

Holt arched a brow. “Submissive? Rebecca is not submissive.”

Mav
snorted. “Sure she is.”

“It was an act. She was playing a role for the assignment.”

Maverick waggled his brows and shook his head.
“Nope.”

“You mean her ball-busting attitude…”

“That’s her cover. She actually—” Holt didn’t hear the rest of
Mav’s
words. He abruptly turned and left
Mav’s
office. Rebecca sat at her desk with her back to him. He didn’t slow down until he stood directly behind her. “Rebecca.”

Her posture straightened. “Holt.”

He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Go to my cubicle now.”

“Excuse me.”

“I said go to my cubicle now. When you get there, strip off your clothes and bend over my desk. If you don’t obey I will spank you right here.”

A whimper erupted from her lips as she rose to her feet. Without looking at him, she hurried toward his office.

Holt’s lips curled upward as he watched her.

“You’re a lucky bastard.” Johnson spoke from behind him and he spared the other agent a glance.

He knew Johnson hadn’t heard his words but the scene had painted a picture for him and Holt was glad of it. “You’ll never know how lucky.”

* * * * *

Rebecca’s legs trembled as she entered his office. It was tight quarters but they wouldn’t need a lot of room for what she wanted. Her hands shook as she opened her blouse. What if he denied her again?

No. She wouldn’t think that. She’d felt the sizzling connection when he’d leaned over her. His breath on her neck had sent a shiver down her spine but his words had been the true undoing.

He’d ordered her to strip naked and wait for him. Ordered her! Damn. The thought made her wet. She dropped her blouse and bra to the floor. Unfastening her skirt, she let it fall. With a wiggle of her hips, she dropped her panties. Naked except for her heels she leaned across the cool desk. The shoes gave her extra height to make the position comfortable. Arching her back, she waited for the door to open.

“Jeez. You scared me.” She didn’t realize he’d entered the room until she felt his hand caress her bottom.