Master of Her Heart (Sons of Amber Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

he’d let her leave him now. First, he had to know for sure whether these odd new feelings could really be love. That question had to be answered before anyone left, or retired, or resigned. Mike knew from his research, and from watching his brothers, that love was too important to let go.
    So, he had devised a plan.
    Like he’d done when she’d first signed on as his assistant, he would gentle her to his ways little by little. He knew the demands of a Dominant could be difficult on the uninitiated, but he couldn’t change what he was born to be. His only hope lay in the idea that she could adapt to not only accept, but revel in the kind of pleasure he could give her.
    He’d start slow. He’d start with the basics. Never had he looked so forward to just kissing a woman for hours on end.
    And that’s just what he’d do. He’d train her to hunger for his kiss, to want it more than her next breath, and then he’d move the next level. He’d break her in gently. Unlike the way he’d been introduced to sex and what it meant to be a Dominant.
    Michael’s first memory was of a woman’s hand on his cock. Woken in adolescence from the incubator in which he’d been grown at an abnormally fast rate, Mike’s nascent memory was of pleasure. He supposed there were worse things to remember, but he hadn’t understood much of anything at that point. He only knew the amazing feeling of the woman’s soft hand massaging his cock until he spewed.
    When he’d come five or six times—enough to fill her sample collection units—she had left him to sleep. By that time he was tired enough to fall into unconsciousness while the doctors ran their tests on his semen to see if their experiment was a success or not. To see whether he lived or died, essentially.
    He had some muscle tone, thanks to the automated units that were designed to move his limbs and the rest of his body while he grew at an alarmingly fast rate in the incubator, but motor coordination had to be learned the old fashioned way. The first few months out of the incubator were an intense time of learning and growing, though his rate of growth eventually slowed almost to the stopping point. He’d been designed that way. He grew to adulthood quickly, then practically ceased to age, so he’d have many productive years in which to do his ordained work of re-seeding the human population of the Milky Way galaxy.
    He’d been subject to data downloads that worked—for the most part—to bring him up to speed with linguistic skills and book learning, but there was a great deal to be gleaned just from existing and interacting with the scientists and his brothers. They formed a family together and there were real, caring relationships among them.
    Though at first they’d been kept separate, until they learned the role of sexuality. Just hatched from the incubators and knowing nothing but pleasure, most of the Sons tried to hump anyone who came into their chambers the first few weeks. It was a bit of a joke now, but the sad fact that the adolescent Sons were nothing more than sex machines when they were first born was an all too true urban legend.
    When your first memory is pleasure, it’s kind of hard not to want to repeat the sensation over and over…and over again , Mike thought with a small grin.
     
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    Leah didn’t know what to expect after the tumultuous events of the afternoon. She fussed over her hair, unsure what to wear for this…date. She hadn’t been on a date since before the jit virus. Since before she was married. Women didn’t date these days. For one thing, the men were few and far between. When you got one to yourself, you didn’t waste time going to dinner and a movie. No, you kept him to yourself and enjoyed him while you could.
    Michael had asked her to have dinner with him, but other than that, had given no indication of where they were going to eat, or whether she should wear her uniform or off-duty clothing. Nervous as she hadn’t been for