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  Upon seeing her, the wizard smiled flashing perfect white teeth. He approached them and glanced at Tiberius. “Who is this lovely creature?"

  Tiberius stood behind her and opened her robe exposing her breasts. “A holdout from the old Republic. I don't know what to do with her. Despite my best efforts, she refuses to swear loyalty to me."

  The wizard grinned and stroked her breasts lustily.

  Lynda closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of him pinching and twisting her nipples. A warm hunger grew in her belly.

  Finally, the wizard said, “Have you tried her ass, my lord?” He slid one hand down and stroked her throbbing cunt affectionately.

  "Her ass?” Tiberius said.

  "Yes,” the wizard said. “Sometimes a little journey up a woman's ass is exactly what is called for."

  Lynda squirmed in protest. “No one is going to—"

  Tiberius pulled her up against him and kissed her. “You can end all this right now. Swear loyalty to me and your persuasion will be over."

  Lynda lifted her chin and stared him in the eye. “Never,” she said.

  Tiberius turned to the wizard. “Let's try her ass,” he said with a wink.

  The wizard led Lynda over to a padded table in a corner of the room. She thought about resisting, but knew even if she escaped, there was no place to go. Deciding it was easier to surrender to what the wizard had in mind, she relaxed and tried not to worry.

  Climbing up on the bed, the wizard lay down on his back and guided her over his mouth. Lynda obliged grudgingly as Tiberius looked on. Spreading her legs, Lynda felt her labia spread wide and the cool air gently caress her moist sex. The wizard touched her pussy with his tongue, stroking her clit with delicate licks. Lynda closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The pleasure his mouth gave her rolled up her belly, warming her body and arousing her. Without realizing it, she slowly thrust her hips in rhythm with him. A soft moan escaped her lips.

  "Yes,” she said in a voice she barely recognized as her own. “That feels so good."

  He grew bolder with his caresses and the room melted away. He pushed further into her pussy, thrusting in and out, until she could barely control her lust.

  Then she felt Tiberius's big, heavy hands on her buttocks. He stroked her back and hips, running his hands down in long, generous strokes. Lynda was secretly thrilled that he would soon be taking her butt. She had never enjoyed that forbidden pleasure, but she had heard all about it from her bolder girlfriends.

  Lynda could feel her clit swelling under the steady attention of the wizard's tongue. Tiberius touched the tip of his cock against the opening of her anus and she stiffened a little. A gentle pressure pushed at her butt, probing and kneading its way inside her.

  Lynda gasped when he pushed deep inside her anal core. The sensation overpowered her as the wizard continued licking eagerly at her clit.

  She shuddered as her body neared its climax. “Please Tiberius,” she begged, “please don't stop.” With a soft moan, she thrust her hips back and pushed into his pounding heat.

  Harder and deeper he pumped his cock until, with a hearty grunt, he orgasmed deep inside her.

  Lynda threw her head back, consumed by the delight of the wizard's tongue. She bucked her hips, eager to come herself and a moment later was rewarded. Hot lust filled her hips as the wizard latched onto her throbbing clit and sucked the passion out of her.

  Tiberius kissed her cheek, then her panting mouth. “You're so exciting, my beauty,” he said, nuzzling her neck. “Just think of the pleasures I can give you. All you have to do is agree to swear loyalty to me."

  Lynda climbed off the bed and took a seat in a thick plush chair by the window. “The only way you'll ever win my loyalty is if you release me."

  Tiberius smiled and kissed her, moving his tongue against hers. He broke the kiss and stroked her face affectionately. “You win my beloved. You are free."

  Chapter 11

  Lynda sat on the edge of the bed, fully dressed. I should be happy, she thought. This is what I wanted. But she wasn't happy at all. Winning her freedom was a fantastic bonus, but now that she had it, she wasn't sure it was what she wanted after all.

  Tiberius was a stubborn and ruthless lover but there was a kindness in him. The mere fact that he had released her was evidence of that. He could have chosen to keep her as a concubine and she could have rotted away in his harem. As it stood, she was to be turned over to the Intergalaxy Council and relocated wherever she chose. He also had arranged for her to have political immunity, so she'd never be taken prisoner again.

  Heavy boots approached her door followed by a knock.

  She frowned. She really didn't want to talk to anyone. “Come in,” she said finally.

  Tiberius entered looking very handsome in his gold trimmed, blue uniform. Lynda grinned at the sight of him. “Don't you look handsome?"

  A primal wickedness darkened his eyes. “I didn't think you found me handsome."

  "I haven't told you a lot of things I think."

  He leaned against the wall and watched her. “Really? Like what haven't you told me?"

  Lynda got up and walked up to him. She kissed him softly on the lips. “I didn't tell you how grateful I am that you decided to release me."

  He pulled her against him, forcing his tongue to penetrate her lips and caress her tongue. He broke the kiss and licked his lower lip thoughtfully. “I was hoping you'd change your mind and decide to stay."

  Lynda studied his face. She moved away and paced the room for a few minutes. “Why should I stay? You didn't treat me very well while I was here."

  "That true,” he said with a nod. “But I never would have seen what a fantastic woman you were if you hadn't withstood my tortures. I have never met a woman like you, Lynda. You are a sexy and fascinating creature. I hope you'll consider becoming my wife."

  Lynda stared at him, her mouth slightly open with shock. “You want me to marry you?"

  He stood and took her hands. “More than words can say. I've never felt anything like this for any woman, and I fear I never will again. I love you Lynda, please be my Empress."

  "I don't know,” she said, staring into his eyes. They were warm and loving. The truth was she loved him too. Life without him wouldn't be the same. “OK Tiberius, you win. I'd love to marry you."

  Author's Bio

  Michelle Marquis is the pen name for science fiction and paranormal author Michelle O'Neill. Born in Los Angeles, California, Michelle has lived all over the US and even some places in Canada. She is owned and cared for by her family (who tolerate her writing insanity), an aging Doberman and a mischievous Irish Terrier named Guinness. Michelle often writes like a fiend and has authored many novels and short stories for the internet both mainstream and erotic.

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