way Morgarn is yours and mine is about to prove it.
Thank you. Good luck.
With that little chore taken care of, she allowed Tynir to lift her from the bath without a fight. He wrapped her in a long span of linen, carrying her to the bed. Straps and cuffs were laid out on the bed and it was at that moment that Fen realized that Tynir was not playing.
Chapter Five
If she had ever imagined her first fight with a lover, she could never have come up with the position he placed her in.
Her arms were bent and fastened securely behind her back, her calves and thighs were banded with leather and then linked together, a belt around her belly formed an anchor point for her thighs and cool air washed over her folds and opening.
She shuddered as he stood in front of her, removing his clothing and folding it to the side with deliberation.
"You are mine first, then your parents' daughter, then your being an elemental and shifter are part of your identity."
Even trussed and vulnerable as she was, she fought that. "I am my own being first and foremost."
"Fine, this will not be easy for you then." He leaned forward and pressed his mouth over her most sensitive flesh.
Hours went by while he fed on her with his mouth, pressed into her with his cock and then he ceased her climb to orgasm with an icicle that he structure in front of her dazed eyes to look exactly like his flesh and blood member.
The ice moving inside her set her body back to the starting position, but no matter how much she whined, pleaded and struggled, he would not let her go over unless she gave him the words he wanted.
He was not going to get those words no matter how much her body wanted it.
The light in the room was fading and the aches in her body told her that Tynir had been at his torture for hours. His arms and legs were shaking with fatigue, so for his benefit as well as hers, she spoke from a throat hoarse from screaming. "Tynir. Stop."
"What? Are you willing to give me what I want?"
She sighed. "I am mine first. I will always be mine first. Without that, the power that I hold would be out of my control."
"So, where does that leave me?" Sweat dampened his hair, his ice blue eyes were intense and his erection shone softly in the fading light.
"It is very difficult for me to just lie here and surrender. Just a moment." She heated the leather around her thighs and waist, snapping free of it as it dried to brittleness. She rolled to her abdomen when her legs were free and did the same to her arms.
He was looking surprised again, but she knelt on the bed and kept her hand over his mouth. "I am drawn to you like no male before. I want to stay with you and learn the ways of your people, making a place for myself in this world. I cannot do that if you are the centre of my world. If I give you everything, there will be nothing left for me and my power will flow free. I am not a rock, I am not a tree, I am a living being with power and having self-control depends on my sense of self."
A flicker of understanding ran through his gaze and he nodded.
She kept going. "If you had to give control of your talent to me, would you?"
Doubt flickered in his eyes.
She smiled. "So, you see my dilemma. I tried to hold still for your sake, but your punishment was unjust and I was tired of it."
Her body ached and she just wanted to sleep. "I will sleep in your bed, but if you want to hold me, you had better come to me with the understanding that I am a woman of power and I need that control to keep folks safe around me."
Remorse ran across his features and she removed her hand. "I understand and apologise. I was surprised by your other form and reacted badly to your danger."
"I understand that and it's why I didn't burn you to a cinder a few hours ago." Her smile was sweet and she peeled back the sheets, scooting under them with a