Page 9 of To Dwell in Shadows
Chapter 5
Selene watched as Sam went to work, flipping through books. He seemed to know exactly which ones he was looking for and where they were. Eventually, he held up a beat-up-looking book bound in purple fabric.
“This one,” he said.
He held out the book for her. It was opened to a page depicting a series of penciled drawings of a Malkina couple. In each one, the female lay spread-eagle on a bed, blindfolded, while a male Malkina did wicked things to her body.
“Ohhh,” Selene breathed, eating up the image with her eyes.
“Would this be all right?” His words were thick with desire.
“Yes. Do you have a blindfold?”
“I’ll find something.” The roughness of his tone made moisture pool between her legs. “Take off your clothes, then lie on the bed.”
Selene enthusiastically obeyed. As she undressed, she watched Sam dig through a trunk in the corner of the room. Eventually, he pulled out a white tunic and tore a strip of fabric from the hem. He also retrieved something else from the trunk—a shoebox-sized container that he tucked under his arm.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“You’ll find out.” When he came toward her, his eyes glowed red.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Reach back and grab onto the spindles,” he said, gesturing to the headboard. Once she had done that, he smoothed her hair away from her face. “Then justreceive.”
It was strangely erotic to be laid out for him, naked and vulnerable, while he loomed over her. Fully clothed and in complete control. His gaze dragged up and down her body as if making a mental map of everything he would do to her. His features were so intense that Selene involuntarily stiffened, prompting Sam to ask, “Do you trust me, my love?”
“Yes. I just don’t want to disappoint you.”
“Impossible. My fantasy is only to please you.” He moved toward her face, holding out the strip of fabric. “May I put this on you now?”
“Yes.”
Sam’s heart pounded as he tied the blindfold around Selene’s head. He had imagined many scenarios from his explicit books but never dreamed he would be asked to perform one—and within the very chambers where he had first read about them.
His eyes raked over Selene’s curves, considering how he should start. So many options. He wanted to make her mindless with pleasure, screaming his name and begging for more. He needed to tantalize every inch of her.
Slow build.
He extended the claw of his index finger and drew it down her arm. “Does that hurt?” he asked.
“No. It makes me shiver.”
Perfect.
He repeated the motion on her other arm, and Selene shiveredagain. Then he gently swept his claw back and forth across her collarbone before moving down her sternum.
Lightly, he traced the sides of each breast. The way her nipples tightened before his eyes made his mouth water, but he didn’t stop to indulge himself. He continued to drag his claw downward, drawing lazy circles over her stomach until he skimmed the top of the dark triangle between her legs.
Selene’s breaths were coming quicker now. He drew swirls around her hips, then parted her legs so he could caress the sensitive flesh of her thighs. When he moved down to her knees, she giggled.
“Ticklish?” he asked.
“Yes. But don’t stop.”
When he finally reached the bottom of her feet, he reversed direction to make his way back up her body. But this time, he sheathed his claw. This time, he used his mouth.
He spread her legs wider, kissing and licking her thighs. He wanted to draw her pleasure out for as long as possible but couldn’t resist nuzzling his face against her core. When his hot breath skated over her swollen folds, Selene moaned, and he immediately pulled back, delaying her gratification.
