Taking the Heat by Elayne S. Venton

Protective ice crystals beaded on the tip of Cyan’s blue cock. Ruby flicked her hot tongue over them. His stiff penis twitched but her captive lover didn’t make a sound as he battled her heat.

“Are you ready?” She lifted her gaze to his locked jaw, his flaring nostrils, his focus fixed on a distant spot on the opposite wall. He didn’t acknowledge her in any way. Stubborn male.

The last thing she wanted to do was hurt him, so she gently blew warm air up and down his thick shaft. He grunted and clenched his fists as another fine layer of ice coated his skin.

“That’s good, baby,” she said, bending her knees beneath her long silver skirt and puffing air over his balls.

As hot as she burned, he still had the power to frost her breath. The damp air settled on him in an icy sheen.

“Mmm. So beautiful.” Passing her lips over the shiny knob, she slid her hot, open mouth down his big, cold shaft. The outer frost melted down her throat, stoking her burning passion rather than cooling it.

The M’rad commander shook his pale blond mane as he wrenched on the chains securing him to the concrete wall. The muscles in his massive arms and legs bulged, but the restraints held. Deep guttural sounds, curses more than likely, rushed past the gag in his mouth. Nonetheless, his hips bucked forward, pushing his cock into the depths of her throat.

He might hate her, but he wanted her. All M’rad did. Ruby was their queen. Without her, their world would freeze. Despite what Cyan believed.

Sympathetic to the anger and frustration burning in him since his capture, she allowed the rough jerks into her mouth, to a point. After all, she had a right to be angry too.

Cyan had tried to turn the M’rad against her. Damn his traitorous blue hide. How dare he start a revolt? She’d chosen him for her lover, and he paid her back with betrayal.

Still, she couldn’t punish him as she would another. She loved him too much, desired him too much.

Backing away from Cyan’s hard thrusts, she grasped his thick shaft in her fists and teased him with slow licks around the darkening head. His cock pulsed with need. She closed her lips around the crown and gently sucked. The chains rattled viciously. A roar rumbled in his broad chest. His cock lengthened a few more millimeters and fixed into place, long and hard and shimmering with iridescent ice crystals. Good. The colder his temperature, the more protected he’d be from her heat and the longer they could make love.

She glanced up from beneath her lashes, savoring her imminent victory.

Their battle of wills had begun when her father appointed Cyan commander. She’d been attracted to him on sight but never considered him a candidate for her bed. Unlike her devoted lovers, Cyan was a leader, an independent thinker, proud, too much like her. It was inevitable they’d butt heads. Yet they understood one another.

Too much wine during the winter solstice celebration made her brash. She chose Cyan for the night, and she let him make the rules. Her submissive role led to amazing sex but the loss of power frightened her. In the morning, she took back control, bringing him to his knees with passionate heat that left him stunned. It became a never-ending skirmish. Each time they came together, they fought for supremacy. Deep down, she hadn’t expected the relationship to work, and he’d proved her right.

His resistance drove her crazy but it didn’t make her want him any less. Loving him was a challenge, but he fired her blood like no other.

How long would he last this time? M’rads were temperamental. Sometimes Cyan pleasured her for hours on end while other times he climaxed in minutes. Lately, he’d avoided her as much as possible — too busy rallying the troops behind his cause, no doubt. Like a fool, she’d given him the respite he desired. Well, no more. She burned for him. He would give her what she wanted.

Not taking any chances, she slipped a hefty, hinged metal cock ring behind his balls and clicked it closed around his cock. That would keep him hard and delay his ejaculation.

He growled at her as the icy burn of his cock sealed the ring tight.

She straightened and tossed her long, curly red hair over her shoulder, baring her breasts. “Do you want me now, Cyan?”

A muscle ticked in his clenched jaw. Dark, malicious blue eyes seared into hers.

She shook her head in disappointment as she retrieved a long, narrow paddle. She’d never used the paddle on Cyan before but his brother had enjoyed it as much as he dreaded it. Cyan wasn’t the submissive male that his brother was but, hopefully, he’d react the same way. She expected a little more defiance from her commander, that’s all. It would be a disappointment if he eagerly submitted like all the others. That type of behavior had satisfied her in the past, but now she thrived on her contests with Cyan.

She smacked the end of the paddle onto her palm and let the sound reverberate in the air. “Still require some encouragement?”

More nasty, muddled words spewed around the ball stuck in his mouth.

“That’s not the tone I expect from you.”

One light tap on his balls had him squirming. Three quick, gentle strikes, and the cords in his neck popped. His cock shook with tension. Heat leaped in his furious gaze. A battle between lust and loathing raged within him.

“Don’t be such a tough guy, Cyan.” She smoothed the thin paddle over his drawn-up balls. “It’s obvious you want me.” The predatory look in his eyes caused a shiver of delight to snake across her shoulders. If he broke free right now, he’d pounce on her and fuck her senseless. It was a chilling and exhilarating possibility, considering he might kill her before he finished. “Just nod your acknowledgement, and I’ll relieve the ache in your icy cock.”

Nothing.

Her patience wore thin.

One smart whack, and he bellowed at her from behind the mouth gag.

His stubbornness made her want to cry. Why couldn’t he love her the way she loved him?

She dropped the paddle. “I’m going to mount you. Are you ready?”

No answer. Hardly a surprise. The thickening ice crystals on his cock answered for him. He was more than ready. At least his body was.

But that didn’t satisfy her. She wanted him straining against his bonds because he desired her, not simply physical release.

She ground her teeth together in frustration and glared at him for a long minute.

“Damn you!” She turned toward the glass window behind her. “Azure! Come in here!”

She’d barely closed her mouth when the side door crashed open, and a lean male with the long, blue-streaked blond hair of youth burst inside the concrete room. Cyan’s newest military attaché — and his lover.

Azure skidded to a stop before her, dropped to one knee and bowed his head.

“You will pay the price your commander refuses me.”

Cyan protested wildly, yelling behind his gag and shaking his chains. At the same time, Azure said, “Yes, my Queen.”

“Rise.”

Ruby had never taken an M’rad who’d so recently transitioned into manhood, and she feared his inexperience might result in scars. She cast a glance at Cyan’s hard features and inhaled a resolute breath. Someone must pay for Cyan’s crimes. Someone had to expunge the angry heat before it consumed her.

She smoothed her hot palms over Azure’s firm shoulders and slid her fingers up his nape into his hair. Although his body trembled as her heat suffused his cool skin, he bore the rapid change in temperature stoically. Ice coated him with extraordinary speed, which was not necessarily a good thing. Each layer would be thin and fragile. She gave him another moment to build a thicker base until his skin shone with a glassy sheen.

Still, he hissed at the pain when she pulled him tight against her bare breasts. She understood his discomfort. His freezing cold skin shocked her nipples into hard peaks. Streaks of cold speared down to her pussy. Inhaling deeply at the intense pleasure, she held him tighter. The sizzling contact nudged some stiffness into his limp cock, creating an interesting outline in his latex shorts.

“I am pleased, Azure.” She ignored Cyan’s muted complaints. “Now take my breath as your own.” She pressed a hard kiss to his mouth, making him gasp.

Cyan bucked against his chains, shouting around the ball gag. She jerked her head to look him in the eye. “Your capitulations are too late, Cyan!” She cupped the back of Azure’s neck and pulled his head back down to her mouth. As expected, his lips parted in compliance to her probing tongue.

She closed her eyes as the heat built inside her, forming a fireball low in her belly. As she passed her moist, hot breath into Azure, he gripped her hips and ground his erection against her skirt. The cold seeped through the delicate fabric and signaled her body to produce more heat until her limbs seemed to melt from it.

She broke away, panting for breath. Much more of his uncontrolled blast of cold, and he’d make her pass out. She’d almost forgotten how intense — and dangerous — a young M’rad could be. Mustering all her regal strength, she locked her rubbery knees and pointed to Cyan. “Take my fire to him and thaw his cock.”

Pressing his lips together, Azure walked over to Cyan, slightly unsteady on his feet.

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