the
arousal-edged-with-a-little-fear that he was aiming for. He loved Becky. She
was his Desired, the missing piece to his heart and soul. If he had to give up
his playroom and dial down his dominance to keep her happy and with him and
Savren, then that's what he'd do.
Somehow.
What he really wanted to do was tie her up and bury
his cock deep inside her. He sighed as he shoveled another mouthful of food in.
A soft hand on his arm stopped his fork from delivering its next load. He
looked over to Becky and got struck dumb by the worry and sorrow he saw in her eyes.
"What's wrong, Drake?"
"Nothing's wrong, Becky. I'm solid." He
tried to give her a reassuring smile, but obviously he fell short, as Becky
cocked an eyebrow at him with a look that said loud and clear yeah, right .
Stop
lying, Drake. You're only going to make it worse.
What do
you want me to say, Savren? 'I'm trying to not be all alpha male so you won't
leave us, but it's hard because all I really want to do is tie you up and sink
my cock deep into your depths?’ How'd you think that'll go over?
Of course
you don't say that! But you need to fix this—
Becky's voice broke into their silent conversation.
"You two are doing that silent communication
thing again, aren't you? Really wish you wouldn't, especially when I know it's
about me." She paused for a sigh before continuing. "You might not
have one of these stupid Truth Bands on, Drake, but I'm female and I know a lie
when I hear one. And where was my little
one ? You never just say my name like that. For some reason you're holding
back from me. Is it because I pushed you away? Don't you want me anymore? I
just needed time to think, to process everything that has happened. I didn't
mean to completely turn you off me in the process." Her final words were
quiet and laced with pain and regret.
Drake's eyes popped open in shock—she thought she'd
pushed him away too hard? That he didn't want her anymore?
Drake put his fork down with a loud clank and took her
face between his hands, then lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her with all
the love and desire he felt for her. When he lifted away from her deliciously
sweet mouth, she was panting slightly, and her eyes had softened and dilated.
"Becky, you are my Desired. The
missing piece of my heart and soul. I will always want you, in every
way, each and every day. I hurt you earlier with my words, my demands. I made
you cry like your soul was being torn from you. I don't want to hurt you like
that ever again, so I'm curbing my attitude. I don't mind, I'll do whatever I
need to do, to make you happy and keep you by my and Savren's sides."
He watched as she slowly licked her lips and blinked a
couple of times while her lust-fogged brain processed his last words.
"But you didn't hurt me, Drake. I was shocked to
wake up naked in a bath, and when it occurred to me that everything in my life
has changed—my family gone—I was upset. I was simply overwhelmed by
everything."
"But you hate me calling you little one . You said so."
She gave him a small smile. "Normally I'd mop the
floor with anyone dumb enough to call me something like little one , but from you, it makes me tingle inside. Back on Earth,
I drove dump trucks around a mine. I worked with mostly men, and most of those
men were really macho-alpha-male types. They annoyed the hell out of me. I
hated their attitudes and the way they treated women. But with you and Savren,
it's different. You've definitely got the whole alpha male thing going on, but
you respect me. Look after me. When you start giving orders or call me little one , I just melt."
"Well then, little one, what you're saying is , you don't want me holding back? Be very sure you mean
it."
Drake smirked as he watched her eyes dilate again, and
he took a deep breath to confirm she was getting wet. Her sweet spicy scent
teased his nose and made his cock ache.
"Oh, I'm sure, babe."
Her words set a fire beneath him. No sooner had the
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