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restrained, he’d be able to give and take pleasure, teasing both of them and testing his control. Yanking his cock hard, he imagined they’d take turns, giving her the pleasure of tying him up as well. He yanked against the restraints, would buck against her as she straddled his hips, teasing him, licking his nipples, biting his skin before finally, slowly impaling her sweet, soft body on his cock.
    He could hear the noises she would make in his head. Her head thrown back and her eyes screwed shut as she pushed her body down as far as she could go. Taber would thrust up, trying to force her to move, to ride him hard, but she wouldn’t. She’d be the one in control, the one with the power over him. He would lie there—he’d beg.
    The words would pour from him, desperate, until she’d flash him that bright smile of hers and begin to ride his cock.
    Her body would be heaven. Soft, wanting as she rode him, Fallon crying out as her orgasm crept closer. He’d want to be in her mind, like when he was bonded to his mate, but knew he couldn’t. Fallon wouldn’t care. She’d tease him, suck his nipples, slam her body against his cock over and over until they were both falling toward oblivion. His hand was flying over his shaft now, pumping it hard, needing the release.
    Taber felt the rush of cum start in his balls and shoot its way up his cock until it exploded from him. He cried out for a moment before snapping his mouth shut, 30

     
    grinding his teeth against the force of his release. Waves of pleasure rolled through his body as his stomach and chest were covered with cum. The picture of Fallon in his mind slowly faded, leaving only blackness until he opened his eyes and stared at the mirror that was fixed above his bed.
    When he’d first arrived in his room, he couldn’t understand the positioning of the mirror. But now…he looked at his naked body, covered with his seed and he understood why the humans had done it. What it must look like when there was a couple here, making love. To see how their bodies moved together as well as feel it would heighten their sensations.
    Had Fallon made love in such a room?
    As his mind slowly crawled out from the haze his orgasm produced, the image reflected back at him slowly changed. He shouldn’t be doing this, experiencing pleasure at the thought of a woman who wasn’t Calantha. His mate been given to him by the goddess, blessed that they’d found each other at such a young age. But despite their bond, that initial rush of sexual need, she’d rejected him. They were bonded but did not enjoy the intimacy that such a privilege would allow.
    Unable to look at himself further, Taber slid from the bed and made his way to the steam shower to clean himself. He only wished he could remove the memories from his mind as easily as he could the semen from his skin.
    * * * * *
    “You have a guest,” the soft words of the computer system spoke to him.
    He hadn’t finished dressing, his body still damp from the steam and soap of his shower. Wearing only his pants, Taber hesitated before grabbing his shirt from the bed and walking to the door. It was most likely Sean, here so they could continue their investigation.
    “Computer, who is it?”
    “Fallon Reist.”
    He froze before his hand touched the door release. His cock twitched, threatening to return to life. Looking down at his naked chest, he could picture his cum covering it, wondered if she would have pushed her fingers through the fluid, teasing his skin. It suddenly mattered to him what she thought. Was she attracted to him, or was it simply his imagination? Hitting the door release, he silently held his breath when the door whooshed open.
    Fallon stood there wearing a tight-fitting black shirt, sleeveless like the one she had on the night before. He watched as her eyes widened and her gaze slowly traveled over his naked chest and stomach.
    “What can I do for you, Ms. Reist?”
    He shouldn’t be doing this. He knew he