Instead though, he let go of her wrists and reached for her robe, which she had discarded earlier. As she watched, he drew the long sash from the robe’s loops and held it up.

“You really trust me?” he growled softly, raising his eyebrows.

Nora felt her breath catch in her throat.

“Yes,” she whispered and held out her wrists to him.

“Good girl,” he murmured. Taking her wrists, he bound them together in front of her. Then he stood up from the couch, lifting her with both hands under her ass.

“Oh! Where are we going?” Nora asked breathlessly.

“To the sleeping chamber.” His eyes were pure molten gold now. “I want to bind you to the bed.”

Nora felt heat rush through her.

“Yes—do it.” She wiggled against him, loving the way his big, hard body felt against hers. “Take me to the bed and tie me down. I’m not afraid.”

His eyes darkened for a moment.

“Maybe you should be.”

But he didn’t stop—he carried her to the big bed where they had spent their first night together. Laying her down in the middle of it, he lifted her bound hands over her head and used the long ends of the sash to tie her to the slats of the bedpost.

Nora tested the knot, tugging against it experimentally. Though the sash wasn’t cutting off her circulation, there was no way she was getting free unless he untied her. Her heart was racing as she looked up at her Dark Kindred husband. The knot was just tight enough to make her feel bound, claimed…owned.

The sight of her tied and spread out just for him seemed to shatter the last of Xarex’s restraint. He ran his big, warm hands reverently down her sides, then slipped his fingers beneath the hem of her teddy. With a slow, teasing motion, he peeled it up, baring her breasts to his hungry gaze.

“Beautiful, ellana,” he rumbled, brushing his thumbs over her nipples and watching them tighten in response. “So soft. So perfect. And all mine.”

Nora moaned as he leaned down and took one nipple between his lips, sucking gently at first and then taking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could and sucking hard. His other hand slipped between her thighs, cupping the damp lace of her panties and pressing into her slick heat.

“You’re so wet for me,” he growled. “Do you want your husband’s mouth on your soft little pussy, ellana?”

“Yes,” Nora gasped, straining against her bonds. “God, yes—please.”

Xarex didn’t make her wait. Hooking his fingers into the sides of her panties, he pulled them down and off, baring her completely. Then he knelt between her legs and spread her thighs wide, holding them open as he lowered his mouth to her open pussy.

The first flick of his tongue was a jolt of pure pleasure. Nora cried out, her whole body arching off the bed as he licked her slowly, then again—deeper, flattening his tongue to capture her juices, like she was an ice cream cone melting in the sun.

“Oh—Xarex!” she gasped. “God, yes—right there.”

He growled his approval against her sensitive flesh and began devouring her with ruthless precision, pushing her higher and higher with every stroke of his tongue. His long fingers dug into her thighs, holding her open, holding her down, as if daring her to try and escape him.

The pleasure built fast—almost too fast. Nora strained against her bonds, desperate to touch him, to tangle her fingers in his silver hair and ride his face to completion, but she couldn’t get loose. She was at his mercy—utterly open for her Dark Kindred husband—she had never felt so helpless or so hot.

Xarex looked up for a moment, his mouth shiny with her juices.

“I can feel you trembling,” he murmured against her. “You’re close, aren’t you, ellana?”

“Yes!” Nora moaned. “Please, let me come! Oh God, Xarex, I’m so close.”

“That’s good—because I want to feel you coming for me—coming all over my tongue like a good girl,” he growled.

His tongue slid around and around her clit, and then he slipped two thick fingers inside her—the fingers of his enhanced hand. And then the vibrations started.

It was too, too much—Nora felt herself reaching the edge and then she was coming—coming so hard she saw stars bursting in her field of vision.

“Xarex, yes! Please—yes, yes!”