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leave no room for misinterpretation. You will submit to me. Geva bucked beneath him, letting out a curse in the same language. Along with the words he emitted a gust of swirling red breath that hit Kol’s nostrils. The power held in that breath was enough to daze him and he nearly lost control.
    “Let me go,” Geva’s voice resonated, the power in it taking hold of the breath that seeped into Kol’s mind.
    Kol’s will was stronger. He responded by sinking his teeth into the back of Geva’s neck, targeting the pressure points that would induce compliance. Geva went limp. Kol lingered with his mouth on Geva’s neck, tickling the center of his bite marks with his tongue, aware of the effect it was intended to have on his victim—an effect not unlike what Geva had intended with that breath—to confuse and incapacitate with a driving sexual need.
    “It will take more than a breath to deter me,” Kol said. “But by the time we get started, you’ll be begging me for more.”
    He stood again and stepped backward, then knelt between Geva’s legs, pushing them both gently apart. As much as it was a disciplinary situation, it didn’t need to be torture, and with Geva relaxed now, it would go much smoother.
    Geva’s sac rested heavily on the carpet, his ass cheeks spread just above it. He shifted just enough to display the uncomfortable erection that pressed into the floor beneath his hips. Kol brushed his palms down both ass cheeks, pushing them apart to graze his thumbs along the sensitive, puckered flesh between. Geva groaned.
    Kol chuckled. “You have a reputation, you know. You fuck, but you’ve never been fucked. It’s time, Brother. Time for you to accept your role among us, to fall in line and serve the Court. If you want to be accepted, this is a necessary step. I blame myself for not doing it sooner.” He slid one hand between Geva’s thighs and cupped his balls, grazing the pad of his thumb up and down the sensitive patch of flesh between testicles and asshole. Geva’s hips twitched.
    Kol drew in a breath, loosening the invisible bindings that held Geva. The Red lurched up as though to escape, but Kol tightened the snakes of breath around wrists and ankles, holding Geva in place on his hands and knees. Geva glared over his shoulder at Kol.
    “You’re enjoying this too much, I think,” Geva said. “Since when have you ever shown an interest in taking control? This isn’t like you.”
    “I’ll be honest, I didn’t expect to enjoy it. But seeing you incapacitated like this makes my blood hot. You can’t hide that you’re enjoying it on some level, either.” Kol gave Geva’s balls a gentle squeeze and slid his hand farther to stroke the Red’s hard cock. The nearly scorching heat of it surprised Kol and he gave the cock another slow stroke, enjoying the silken texture against his palm. A few droplets leaked from the tip and he slicked his fingertips along the small slit, spreading the moisture down the underside of Geva’s shaft. Kol’s own cock spasmed in sympathy.
    His head buzzed with power even stronger than he’d felt having Melody comply with his small commands. Having the powerful Red tied down and nearly ready to give into him gave him a greater rush than he could have imagined. He had to tease Geva enough that the Red begged to be fucked if he wanted to leave an impression, however. It would be more pleasurable for both of them that way.
    With one hand still gripping Geva, stroking him, he bent his head to swirl his tongue around the smooth, pliant skin of his balls. Geva’s thighs quivered in response when Kol sucked one orb gently into his mouth, toying with it on his tongue. He released it with a slight “pop” and took the other in his mouth.
    Geva’s hips tilted back when Kol pulled away. The Shadow leaned back with his palms resting idle on his thighs, enjoying the way the Red had begun to sweat, his chest heaving from Kol’s attention. He met Geva’s pleading gaze over