Bound (The Spider's Mate, #3)

by Tiffany Roberts

“We could have landed on some ice planet. Least the weather is nice enough here for skinny dipping.”

“So they’re not going to tie us up and roast us on a spit?” Will asked. “No,” replied Ketahn with a chitter. “They eat raw.” “Damn man, that’s some dark humor.”

“I have claimed you, human. You will receive”—he fastened the strand to the ceiling and let it take her weight—“only what I give.”

But she had demanded a conqueror. “Beg me, Ivy,” he rasped, letting his breath flow over her sex again. “Beg me for pleasure.”

Her scent alone would drive him to madness within a few more heartbeats. “Beg.”