Rella was born to the submissive race on her planet and has finally reached the age of maturity. She has hated her nature since birth and has fought her submissiveness. As the youngest of four sisters she’s watched the others go off and look for mates. This time she’s forced to comply with the government’s edicts, which includes attending the Unity Ball and taking a mate from the warrior species. What she doesn’t know is that she has already caught the eye of a warrior before stepping foot into the Ball.
Warrior Sabar is ready to take a mate but doesn’t want a weak female. He sees what he craves in the willful Rella during her Initiation Ceremony. Her sweet submission and soft cries of passion are exactly what he wants in a mate.
Can they find each other before the Unity Ball ends? Or will someone else claim her?
“Remember the rules. If you answer immediately, with the truth, you will be rewarded. Are you ready?”
She nodded her head. Yes, she remembered. She was still confused by his remarks about her lips. He thought they felt lovely, yet he didn’t respond by kissing her back. Maybe kissing wasn’t as wonderful as she thought it would be. With a mental shrug she peered at Sabar, awaiting his first question. She hoped it was something simple.
“What is your favorite color?”
Her favorite color? Really? That was the first question he was going to ask? Why would he want to know that? Perhaps it was a trick question. Maybe he was going to punish her if she picked the wrong color. Her mind spun, lost in a circle of confusion. A sharp pinch to her already sore ass made her yelp.
“Really, Rella, you can’t even answer that question without thought?”
“I’m sorry. I just was trying to determine the reason for the question. I don’t understand.”
He sighed. “I asked the question because I wanted to know the answer. There is no other reasoning behind it. Now. I’m only going to repeat this question one more time. If you can’t play my little game then I will find another way to extract the answers from you. What is your favorite color?”
“M-my favorite color is purple.”
“Good. Now to reward you for a truthful answer.”
She wasn’t sure what she expected for a reward. Perhaps a pat on the head or a piece of candy. She wasn’t expecting him to lean into her, take her face between his rough palms and make her belly flutter. A moment before his lips touched hers she realized he was going to kiss her. A whimper escaped her parted lips the moment before his touched hers. Warm breath moved lightly across her cheek. The feel of his mouth on hers did something below her belt. She’d liked pressing her lips to his, but having him kiss her was so much more. His lips parted over hers a moment before his tongue slid along the seam of her mouth. Hot, wet, sensual. She whimpered against his mouth.