Hostage to Pleasure

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by Nalini Singh

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  Dorian knew in his gut that Ashaya needed to take that same leap of faith, of trust. "You can try, Shaya. " He shrugged. "But the mating bond's already there, pulling at you. The more we touch, the more we share our secrets, the stronger it becomes. At some point, blocking it will become impossible. "

  She turned slightly. "I can feel it here" - a fist pressed over her heart - "but I can't see it on the psychic plane. I can sense it pulling at me harder and harder and yet there's no possible way it could exist. You're not in the Net. You're not even a psychic being. "

  He wondered which one of them she was trying to convince. "It exists the same way your bond with Keenan exists. " But the mating bond was a far harsher thing, a thing of claws and teeth, created with the raw fury of changeling possession, and the endless devotion of changeling heart. "Leopards don't play nice when it comes to their mates. Wait too long and you'll become prey. "

  Ashaya felt the warning to the core of her being. Dorian was a sniper. He wouldn't run her to ground. No, he'd wait, he'd stalk, and then he'd take. "We'll see," she said. The leopard was attempting to bring her to heel. But even in the PsyNet, she'd never been very good at obeying.

  Dorian's chuckle rolled like down her spine like a thousand tiny pinpricks. "You really like living dangerously, don't you, gorgeous?"

  It made her remember what he'd said in bed, about messing with a leopard. Her heartbeat jumped. "It does make for an exciting life. "

  His hand moved to the back of her neck, tilting up her face. "And here I thought you were all about the science. " The kiss was slow, intimate, rich with the taste of coffee and Dorian.

  She had no will to resist, didn't know why she'd possibly want to. Such pleasure in her bones, in her blood, in the dip of her navel. Against her, he was all hard muscle and coiled power. If she had her way, she thought suddenly, she'd keep Dorian naked so she could indulge her hunger to simply watch that magnificent body flex and move.

  There was an odd look in his eye when he raised his head. "I just had the strangest thought pop into my head. "

  "Oh?" She found she was reaching for him, wanting another taste.

  He continued to hold his coffee with one hand, but dipped his head to satisfy her, nipping at her lower lip as the kiss ended. "Yeah. I was thinking of walking around butt naked. Weird. I'm more interested in getting you - "

  Ashaya knew she'd somehow given herself away when he stopped midsentence and whistled softly. "I wasn't thinking that, was I?" His lips curved, a look that couldn't be described as anything other than wicked coming into his eyes.

  "I have no idea what you're talking about. "

  He smiled and it was so slow, so very male, that she thought her knees would buckle from the power of it. "Oh, but I do. " Nips at her lower lip, a catlike lick along the top one. "The mating bond's starting to fight you. "

  She found that she was stroking the skin of his neck, having learned he liked being touched that way. "Why would you assume that?"

  "I ain't no Psy, Ms. Aleine, but even us dumb animals know when two people start exchanging thoughts, something's going on. "

  She narrowed her eyes at his smug tone. "It was a coincidence. "

  "Baby, when I think about my body, I don't focus on my cock. "

  Only years of controlling her reactions kept her from betraying the tight fist of need that formed in her stomach. "You think the bond's functioning on some level. "

  Another wicked, wicked smile. "Yeah. And I also think you're hot for me. " He drew in a deep breath. "Fucking ambrosia. "

  She'd forgotten about his sensory abilities. It made her cheeks heat in an unfamiliar physical reaction. But, it also made her. . . happy. An odd thought, a strange sense of warmth in her body. But true. She was happy because he was happy. Neither of them had spoken again about what had taken place in the dark hour before dawn. There was no need for it. They understood that he'd trusted her more than he'd ever trusted anyone. . . and that she'd die before she betrayed that trust.

  Because, no matter the ties that kept her bound to the PsyNet, he was hers. And she was his.

  No! The vicious telepathic blow almost knocked her to the ground.

  She clutched at Dorian, sensing his instant alertness. "She's close enough for telepathy. " Close enough that though she couldn't get into Ashaya's mind, Amara could feel the weakening of the twin bond, the strengthening of something else. "Give me a second. " Blinking past the lights flickering in front of her eyes, she tried to quiet the adrenaline-spiked beat of her heart. "She wants you dead. " Ashaya's soul screamed in repudiation.

  "I can take care of myself. " Dorian urged her toward the door, handing her his cup. "Lock yourself in and - "

  "No. I need to face her. " She put the cup just inside the doorway.

  "You can do that after I have her contained. " Dorian was scanning the forest as he spoke, his nostrils flaring as he used every one of his superior senses. "I can't be distracted worrying about keeping you safe. "

  That made her mad. "I'm not useless, Dorian," she said. "If you recall, I got out of the lab without your help. "

  He shot her an irritated look. "You're going to do the pissy woman routine now?"

  "You're hiding away the one individual who might be able to control Amara. " She stood toe-to-toe with him when he shifted to face her fully. "You're being blinded by your protective instincts. "

  "So?"

  The lack of denial threw her. But only momentarily. "That's stupid. I might be able to calm her before she incites a violent response in you. "

  Dorian's eyes glittered. "Shaya, she tortured you as a fucking experiment. I don't want you anywhere near her. "

  Get away from him!

  Chapter 41

  I know what I asked was unfair, yet I also know your shoulders are strong enough for the task. Ashaya - my stubborn one, my brave one. But she's mine, too. Ours. Broken, but still my daughter, still your sister. She's still a mind more beautiful than either of us has ever seen.

  - Handwritten letter signed "Iliana" circa October 2069

  On guard against her twin this time, Ashaya rebuffed the telepathic blow. But Dorian's eyes narrowed. "She's hitting you hard. "

  She stared out at the shadowed spaces dawn had yet to caress. "She sees you as competition. " Reaching out with her telepathic abilities, she tried to calm her twin's erratic mind.

  Stop! Stop! Stop!

  The mental cadence was off, the sound wrong. Amara was beyond listening. Ashaya looked at Dorian. "She won't allow herself to be captured if she arrives to see you beside me. Take her in an ambush, bring her here. Don't hurt her. " She walked out into the murky daylight of a forest morning.

  After a few stiff curses, Dorian jogged past her - stopping only to press a possessive kiss to her lips - and disappeared into the trees. She knew he'd never let her out of his sight, but for an instant, she felt incredibly alone.

  Keenan was linked to her. So was Amara.

  But something was missing.

  - the sensation of leaves brushing her hair and bark under her palms. A thousand scents in her nose and -

  A shutterblink and it was gone.

  "Dorian," she whispered, imagining their fledgling bond as a holovision set with bad reception. Or perhaps bootlegged cable was the better analogy. But who was the hacker? Thinking of the bond in such technical terms helped her get her mind around the shimmering wonder of something so outside her realm of experience, she barely dared imagine she might have a right to it.

  She stepped over a fallen log and paused, listening with an inner ear that had nothing to do with being Psy, before turning left. The earth was softer the deeper she went, the trees closer together. But there were still large patches of open land covered with the debris of the forest - leaves and branches, rocks and moss. She had no difficulty skirting the obstacles - light had infiltrated but it was a subdued, heavy kind of light. A waiting light. r />
  She paused again and listened, this time with her human ear. Silence. Dorian was good, very, very good.

  - earth and the sharp bite of pine, concentration. The sight of a beautiful woman walking along the forest floo -

  She glanced behind her, searching. But the man who thought she was beautiful was nowhere to be seen. Yet she could feel him inside her, though she was in the PsyNet and he was outside. How had he broken - "Of course," she whispered, coming to a standstill. Dorian hadn't broken in. No, she had invited him in.

  The mating bond was piggybacking on the powerful emotional attraction she felt for him. Full of color and chaos, this emotion tied her to him far more powerfully than any psychic bond.

  It didn't matter that she refused to accept the bond. She'd already accepted Dorian into her heart.

  Amara walked out from behind a copse of tall firs at that instant, her face ravaged by scratches, dirt, and a mental disturbance that had given itself physical form. "No," she said, voice husky and lips parched. "He can't have you. "

  Seeing the loaded pressure injector in her sister's hand, Ashaya felt a wave of wild protectiveness sweep over her. "I won't let you touch him. "

  "You'd never harm me. " Confident, brazen.

  But she was wrong. Not giving herself time to think, Ashaya walked forward and kicked out her leg, hitting her twin's knee side-on. Amara cried out and collapsed into a whimpering pile on the forest floor. Ashaya could feel her sister's mind scrabbling at the surface of her own as she leaned down, took the injector, and stowed it away in a pocket.

  "Your hurt me. " An uncomprehending statement.

  Heart torn and bloodied, Ashaya knelt down beside Amara and put her hand on her cheek. "To save you. " She didn't glance up when Dorian dropped soundlessly behind Amara's fallen body. Her sister found her hands tied behind her back, her ankles roped together before she could struggle away. Betrayal turned her eyes indigo.

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