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“What a sight, baby.”

“Declan, please. I need to come.”

He drops to his knees and crawls to me, completely feral as he rips off my panties with a growl erupting from his chest. He heaves my right leg over his shoulder and dips his head.

His tongue connects to my clit and I keep the pace of my fingers going.

Just as I reach my tipping point, he pulls away and stands.

“On your knees and hands behind your back,” he commands. That dominant darkness flashing over his eyes.

My legs are like jelly as I maneuver myself into position kneeling for him.

I suck in a breath as he walks behind me, fastening the cuffs together by the chain.

Even when he has me chained, I have never been more free.

Because with him, he isn’t there to break me or punish me for who I am.

Declan is there to worship and love me.

I am at his mercy because I choose to be.

And right here, on my knees before him, is exactly where I want to be.

Chapter 109

DECLAN

I’m certain of it now, this woman is transcendent. Not just beautiful. Not merely obedient. There’s no other way to explain the way she owns my every thought, my every breath.

She’s got this invisible grip on my soul. And I don’t want her to let go.

I trail my finger along her plush lips. She parts them instinctively. That single, silent gesture tells me everything. She’s waiting. Willing.Mine.

“So obedient. So needy for me,” I murmur, voice low and rough with heat. “Is this what you want?”

I stroke my cock in front of her in a slow and deliberate motion, an offering and a warning all at once. She nods, her eyes wide and lips trembling with anticipation.

“Please, sir.”

That’s all I need to hear.

Without breaking eye contact, I slip my hand into my pocket and press the hidden button, upping the vibration speed on the plug buried deep inside her. She thinks she can mask the reaction. But I see everything. The twitch of her thigh. Theflicker in her lashes. The way her breath catches like she’s been hit with lightning.

She’s trying to be good for me. That only makes me want to ruin her more.

Wordlessly, I bend down to retrieve the Decadence Milkshake. She watches me, still and waiting, that shimmer in her eyes giving her away, she loves being under my control. That flicker of lust, of surrender, is gasoline to my fire.

I kick off my pants, but I don’t rush my movements. I’m not letting her forget who’s in charge.

“Time for you to have the real Decadence Experience,” I growl, the corners of my mouth lifting into a wicked smile.

I pop the lid off the milkshake and pour it over my cock, watching her shiver as the liquid drips down my length. I step closer, until I’m so close she can feel the heat of me.

“A taste of heaven,” I whisper, letting the final drops fall.

She doesn’t wait for permission. She parts her lips and takes me all the way in, gagging around the thick head as I hit the back of her throat.

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