Free Gambit by Kim Knox

skin. “What—?”
    Daned smothered her question with his mouth, his fingers tight on her arse, and the gold shifted. It caressed her skin, slipping, sliding over her hip, her shoulder, binding them together, wanted, inescapable.
    With a groan, he pushed her up the smooth metal of the bulkhead and she cursed the fact that her trousers, her boots, trapped her legs. She twisted to try to free herself. She wanted to circle his waist so that he drove into her, hard and fast. “I need—”
    “Leave them.” His command cut her off. “I’m not flesh to be ordered. Get used to it.”
    Chae glared at him, wanting to ignore the press of his cock against her flesh. She wanted to stay angry at him because that would let her deny how much she craved him. How the gold burned against her skin and made her ache. “Your pleasure is my pleasure. Remember?”
    “Not exactly.”
    His hands gripped her hips and, with a sharp grin, he eased forward. His cock teased her, sliding through her slick flesh, sparking need low in her belly and making her arch into him. She wanted him hard and hot inside her. “Fuck me. Now.” Her low demand only brightened his wicked grin.
    “The gold binds us both.” He slid back and the feel of him ran a tremor though her flesh. “I can do what the hell I want.”
    Chae’s breath caught and she held his gaze. The fierce, dark desire there forced her to push hard against him. He growled and his fingers bit into her hips hard enough to bruise. “Then what are you waiting for?”
    Daned found her mouth, his ruthless kiss searing through her flesh. His hips stroked forward, found her, and his groan fused with hers as he sank deep into her pussy. Heat and need made her meet each slow thrust, urging him to take her, the wet slap of their bodies an increasing rhythm over the growl of the engines.
    The gold scorched into her skin, tight, hot, firing a molten need into her thoughts, her body, that she didn’t want to resist. Chae broke her mouth from his, dragging in air, fighting the surge of liquid fire in her veins. She wanted to savor him, the delicious feel of him against her bare skin, her fingers in his hair, his hot, ragged breath against her sensitive throat. She wanted him imprinted on her flesh, as fiercely as the gold searing to her skin.
    His mouth dipped to her breast, his teeth grazing her nipple and she gasped. “No.” It was little more than a groan. It would be all over too bloody fast. Bastard.
    “No?” He ran his tongue quick, hot along the underside of her breast. She knew he was grinning. “Really?” He stroked into her harder faster, hitting her clit with each thrust. “You want me to stop?”
    The pressure of her approaching release had her gasping, her body shuddering in his hard grip. She clutched at his shoulders, his hair, wanting to deny that he could play her like this. Flesh did what she wanted. But he couldn’t stop. If he did, she just might have to kill him.
    Daned’s mouth brushed over her lips and she watched him, hating him, craving him. “Do you?” His smile teased her. “Because I can. I have the control to stop and just walk away…”
    “Bastard.”
    “You knew that already.”
    He bit at her lip and the quick pain spiraled through her flesh, stoking the growing fire in her blood. Damn him. He could not stop. She had no clue who this man was, no clue…but she had to have him. The gold—hell, instinct—demanded it. “Make me come.”
    Something shifted in his gaze, turning dark and predatory, and her heart tightened. “As you wish…lady.”
    His mouth took hers as he drove into her. Chae clung to him, wanting him, wanting whatever-the-hell it was that burned between them. The gold flared against her skin, igniting her flesh, her thoughts. Almost, she could almost taste the first fire of her release, and she wanted Daned with her. She broke her mouth from his to nip at his jaw, find his earlobe, her teeth tugging, biting.
    “I own you.” She breathed