Page 205 of Deadly Sweet

Stepping back, he holds out his hand and I take it. He helps me off the bed and nods his head towards the wall. “Grab what you want and bring it over to me.”

Excitement fills me, and I eagerly rush off to do as I’m told. Walker chuckles.

I already know what I want, so I grab them off the hook. Walker groans, “I was hoping you’d pick those.”

Large hands run down my shoulders. I take in a shuddering breath as my body lights up. He takes what I’ve picked and spins me around. “Let me put them on,” he murmurs, voice husky and deep.

My heart thunders in my chest as he takes the nipple clamps and places one on my left breast.

I moan at the pressure, eyes fluttering closed.

“Do you like that, Little One?”

“Yes,” I moan, nodding my head. He puts the other one on and I nearly cum.

“So fucking pretty,” he hums. Then I feel something tugging at my collar. “They clip onto the ring,” he informs me. “Making one hell of a necklace.”

He takes a step back and admires me, heat consuming his eyes. “Fuck.” Taking a deep breath to compose himself, he turns around and walks over to a bench on the other side of the room.

I watch as his firm ass flexes with every step and pout that I didn’t leave my mark there.Not too late.

Turning back around, I grab one more thing. A small vibrator.

As much as I want to explore this room and try all kinds of things with him, I want to take things slow. Find out what I like and what I don’t like.

When I turn around, Walker is sitting like a fucking king.

Leaning back against the wall, he sits with his massive thighs parted, his cock thick and heavy between his legs. But he’s not touching it, his hands resting on his knees.

My eyes don’t know where to look first, desperate to take in every inch of his body.

“Get on your knees, Omega,” his voice rasps, and my eyes snap up to his.

Oh, okay. We’re doing the crawling thing again? I can do that.

“Catch, big guy,” I say, tossing the vibrator across the room.

He catches it and shoots me a warning look.

I wouldn’t be me if I weren’t just the slightest bit of a brat, now would I?

Grinning, I get down on my hands and knees. “Like this, Alpha?”

He swallows hard and nods. “Good girl.”

Fuck, their praise does all sorts of shit to me.

As his eyes trail over me, I slowly crawl my way over to him, making sure to be as seductive as possible. I think I’m doing an okay job based on the way Walker’s chest is rising and falling, his hands grip his knees for dear life, and the way his cock is leaking pre-cum down his shaft.

I feel powerful, sexy, wanted, loved. All the good things wrapped into one. I could get used to this high.

When I reach him, I get back into position, sitting back and waiting for him to give me my next order.

“You’ve made a mess, Alpha,” I comment, eyes on his dripping cock.

“Then clean it up,” he growls softly.

“Gladly,” I sigh.

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