Page 167 of Enthrall Shadows
She pushed up and closed the space between us. Her soft perfume absorbed into my psyche like a siren call. Close enough to touch, if only I could.
I considered her words. “I’d prefer to deny it.”
“You could. Or you could share with the world that I’ve finally found the kind of man I can’t dominate. Henry Cole—the formidable alpha who now possesses me. I’ve finally met my match. I’ve tamed oligarchs, princes, kings and presidents. But Henry Cole is the only man who ever tamed me.”
I thought on it.
It might work.
But did I really want to be connected to this world?
She dropped the whip. Reaching around her back, she unclipped her satin bra. It dropped to the floor, leaving her pert breasts with beaded nipples.
Oh, God, what she did to me.
“It’s my job to sense what you want,” she said softly.
If she’d glanced down at my pants, she’d see my erection shoving against my zipper. What I “wanted” was her.
What I needed.
I longed to reach out and caress her pert nipples.
She leaned down and picked up her whip. “Your punishment awaits.”
“I told you, I hate—”
“What if I told you I’m on the precipice of delivering blinding pleasure?”
“Just you and me?” I clarified.
“That’s all you deserve.”
That made me smirk.
“You’re far too fond of being inside your own mind,” she purred. “It’s time to come over to my side. Experience my kind of freedom.”
“The dark side?” I grinned at that.
She brushed the whip along my inner pant leg and moved it up farther to stroke my cock. “If you like.”
The sensation made me ache, my cock roused to rock hardness by her seduction.
I couldn’t shake this doubt.
No.
This wouldn’t work.
Not now.
Not ever.
Breaking out of the silk ties, I twisted my wrists until they were free. I stepped forward and pressed my chest to hers, towering over her.
Maybe I should just fuck her in this room. Try out her theory for size. But I wasn’t like the men who came here, the ones who bowed and gave over their power.
I needed her to see that.
