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with a puzzled frown. “You’re telling the truth.” His royal sensor implants no doubt told him as much. “You spent years with him. You were his lover…”
    “But I loved you, damn it.” I threw back my head and groaned at the searing sensation of his cock impaling me like a stake. “He deserved more from me, but I could never give it to him. I tried, but my heart just wasn’t mine to give. You had it.”
    Arles’s lips drew back from his teeth. “Good.” He began another slow, silken withdrawal. I shuddered as the exotic pulses rolled through me. “I could never forget you either. And I tried. Odin’s eye, I tried.”
    He started to grind, fucking me hard, fast, sending blasts of raw sensation along my shuddering nerves. His hips hit my ass in fast, meaty slaps. The orgasm took me by surprise, bursting in my skull like a thunderclap, followed by rolling throbs as savagely delicious as his cock. I screamed, drowning in fire. My muscles jerked and quivered.
    Arles shoved to the hilt, his head snapping back as if from the impact of an invisible fist. His cock jerked deep in my ass. He roared, a raw, masculine bellow of pleasure and conquest.
    We writhed, coming, flying, locked together in blind, convulsing pleasure until the climax died, leaving me limp and sweating. Panting, I listened to him breathe in harsh rasps, the sound loud in the stillness of the chamber. I ached to hold him, ached to be held, but I was still bent helplessly, locked tight in leather and steel.
    Loneliness chilled me. I’d never felt so far from him, even when I’d been half a galaxy away. Arles might use me, pleasure me -- he might even love me in some hidden corner of his soul -- but I would never be anything more to him than his thrall.
    One day the man I loved would be emperor, and he would never let either of us forget it.
    * * *
    It took two weeks to make our way back to Tor, and Arles spent every off-duty moment taking me in ways I’d never even heard of. We worked our way through every device and toy in the ship’s erotic dungeon as he demanded my utter submission. He fucked me until I was sore and limp as a rag, even as I discovered a euphoric high under his ruthless hands.
    Afterward, we’d retire to his quarters, where the prince would hold me with a lover’s tenderness. Sometimes he’d make love to me on that narrow bunk, his kisses gentle, each touch of those big hands as sweet and stirring as a virgin’s dream. When Arles finally slept, I’d lay staring at the bulkhead in the dark, trying to ignore the tears rolling hot down my cheeks.
    It was at such times that Galon’s ghost whispered his disappointment. Playing at erotic submission was one thing, but I’d let Arles enslave my spirit. Otherwise I would never have allowed him to treat me with such contempt. If I really wanted him, I had to fight for his respect.
    It was time I start acting like the captain of the Valkyrie Quest .
    But I’d wrecked Arles’s political life once. Did I have the right to do it again? And what price would our respective kingdoms pay? I was no longer an ignorant girl, to act blindly without thought for the consequences.
    So as I lay in the prince’s arms each night, I sought a way to cut the Gordian Knot that bound us. But every plan I considered was riddled with too many potential pitfalls. I could see no solution, except to play the thrall and wait for an opportunity.
    There had to be a way.

 
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    In far too little time, Mjölnir reached Tor. I still felt bitterly torn when I boarded the prince’s sleek little captain’s launch for the flight down to Asgard, the capital city. With Arles piloting the craft, I sat alone in the rear passenger section, watching out one of the long viewports as the planet swelled around us in shades of green, blue and ocher.
    We landed on the palace’s small flight pad in the center of the vast green maze that was the royal gardens. I looked up, heart beating hard with