"Never?" Carrick echoed softly. "Then stop trying to resist me. Forget your Master. He doesn't need to know about this." The vampire kissed Samandriel again, more sensually this time; just as insistent but with the guise of seduction rather than force.
Carrick toyed with a strand of Samandriel's hair. "Mitchell, who is that?" he asked absently, pressing the slave down to lie flat against the couch. his free hand dipped inside the slave's shorts again and began to stroke him slowly.