Page 96 of Anaki

“Is my good boy ready to play?”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

I slapped the side of his thigh, and he yelped in surprise. “No cursing. I want you to use your words and tell your mate how you are feeling.”

I could totally do this Domme stuff.

He groaned and rubbed the sting from his leg. “Yes, ma’am. I’ll do what you say.”

Giddiness erupted in my chest. “Are you okay with light spankings? The blindfold? What about a little bondage? Can I tie your wrists together?”

Anaki nodded eagerly, and he squirmed on the bed. I slapped his thigh again. “I said words, little dragon, or I’ll slap that plump, muscular ass!”

Anaki groaned and rolled over onto his stomach. “I don’t think that really is a punishment, Elena. Here it is, spank it.” We both laughed, and I slapped it more firmly this time. He screamed and rubbed his hand over it. “Too hard!”

“Yeah, well, it's supposed to be a punishment. It isn’t supposed to feel good all the time.”

Anaki grunted and buried his face into the pillow in front of him. “Youcan never tell the club this. Don’t you ever tell Bear or Nadia either.”

I snorted. “Never. This is our private time.” I rubbed my hand over his heated cheek. “You will say red if it gets to be too much. Can you do that for me?” I leaned over his shoulder next to his ear. “Because I want to hear you say ‘don’t stop,’ I don’t want to get confused.”

“Damnit, what are you gonna do to me, female?” Anaki raised his head from the pillow and tried to roll over. I pushed his shoulder back down.

“All the good things. Now, stay on your stomach because you are right where I want you.”

“My dicks are on the other side, though,” he whined.

Are they now?

I ignored him and grabbed a soft scarf that was in my suitcase, wrapping it around his wrists. I tied them tight enough not to leave marks but to keep them together. In my mind, I knew he could break free, but this just made it so much more fun.

I bit my lip and straddled his lower back. My hands wrapped around his shoulders, and I gently massaged them. His shoulders instantly relaxed, and a soft groan of appreciation escaped. I pressed a kiss on his neck, and his body lengthened to get more of my touch on his skin.

“You know, I can smell you really well now.”

Anaki hummed and nuzzled his head further into the pillow.

“Like fresh water. Clean, refreshing. I just want to bury myself in you. I want to absorb all of you.”

I trailed fervent kisses down his spine, my hands exploring every inch of his skin with deliberate intent. Each touch ignited a fire within me, a damp heat pooling between my thighs as an involuntary reaction. It wasn't about my own release; it was about uncovering the hidden depths of his secret desires. I yearned intensely to delve into the uncharted territory of his pleasure, a mystery he had kept veiled, now desperately waiting to berevealed.

My hands wrapped around his hips, massaging the muscles there. His body was soft but firm, and I took my tongue to lick up his spine. He shivered against me, and his hips pushed into the mattress.

“Mm, you taste so good, too. I want to put you in my mouth and taste you.”

“You can,” he said quickly. “I can flip over and…”

I pushed his body back down into the mattress and he landed with ahumph.

“Who is in charge, little dragon?” I hummed.

He whined, and his fists tightened around his restraints. “You are.”

“That’s right. Now, I want you to get up on your knees.”

Anaki’s head shot up and turned his head toward me, even when he couldn’t see. “What?” His high-pitched voice made me laugh.

“Do as I say, unless you are saying red.”

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