She tsked at him. “Is there anything I can do?”

His answer was drier than the desert around them. “Geld me.”

“Really? That’s what you want?”

“No… maybe. Ah, hell, just stun me unconscious until the others get here.”

She laughed at his playful misery. “You’re such a baby.”

“I defy you to feel like this and not whine. All in all, I’m being pretty damn fierce.”

She lay back down and glanced over to see where everyone else was. Darice had already gone to sleep. With their backs to her and Dancer, Bastien and Thia were on the other side of the fire, talking to each other.

Making sure they were completely out of everyone’s line of sight, she opened his pants underneath the blanket.

He peeked out from under his arm. “What are you doing?”

“Trying to help you,” she whispered. “Shh!”

Hauk had to bite his lip to keep from crying out as she brushed her hand against his cock. And as she worked her magic on his body, the pleasure of her soothing touch overrode the pain, until the only thing he could feel was the pressure of her hand as she gently stroked him. He thought that was amazing until she slid down inside his sleeping bag and took him into her mouth.

Unimaginable tremors of pleasure racked him. His heart raced as he arched his back and shook all over. Oh dear gods… How could anything feel this good?

Beat me any time if this is my reward.

He gently buried his hand in her hair as she teased and licked him until he thought he’d die from ecstasy. And when he came a few seconds later, the love he felt for her completely overwhelmed him.

In that moment, he knew she owned him in a way no one ever would. For her alone, he’d do anything… kill anyone she asked him to.

Sumi didn’t pull back until the last tremor he felt settled down into the most tranquil bliss he’d ever known. She slowly slid up his body until her head was even to his. He locked gazes with her as he ran his fingers through her pale hair to smooth it down. Her lips were shiny and swollen, her eyes dark and filled with a tenderness that stole his breath.

Laying his hand against her cheek, he traced her amazing lips with his thumb.

She frowned at him. “Your eyes are still red. I thought that would make them normal again.”

He slid his finger along her brow line, delighting in the softness of her skin and the fire in her eyes as she stared at him. “Because you own me the way you do, they may never be white again.” She had changed him completely.

Scowling, she reached for his water to take a drink. “I don’t understand.”