He gives me a soft kiss on the lips, then wraps the scarf around my head several times so I can’t see through it. My nose and mouth are still exposed, though, so I can breathe easily.
Well, Icouldbreathe easily, if I weren’t too busy hyperventilating.
“Deep breaths, baby,” he says in a soothing murmur as he ties the ends of the scarf together over the bridge of my nose. “Don’t forget, you’re in charge.”
I’m in charge. I’m in charge. I’m in charge.
Holy shit, I think I’m dying.
He flattens his hand over my sternum and leaves it there for a moment as I struggle to control my breathing. I’m acutely aware of every part of my body, in a way I’ve never been before. I feel the blood rushing through my veins. I feel the air moving over all the tiny hairs on my arms. I feel like a fine-tuned weather instrument, taking the temperature of everything in the room with each electrified nerve and cell.
Kage sits beside me, radiating heat and power.
“You’re so beautiful. My beautiful girl. Tell me you’re mine.”
I lick my lips and say it, breathlessly.
He moves his hand from the center of my chest to one of my breasts, gently caressing it. He passes his thumb back and forth overmy rigid nipple. He slides his hand down my belly and between my legs.
“Tell me this is mine.”
My answer is faint. “It’s yours. You know it is. I think my heart is giving out.”
“Hush now. No more sound unless I ask you a question.”
The bed moves, then I feel Kage’s hot mouth on the center of me. I draw in a hard breath as he slowly licks my clit, suckling it like he’s nursing. I spread my legs even wider, lifting my hips toward his mouth.
Then he’s eating me, rhythmically pinching both my hard nipples at the same time.
I moan, my head tipped back into the pillow.
When the light slap between my legs comes, I’m unprepared for it. I jerk hard against my restraints, gasping.
“I said hush.”
His voice is intoxicating. Deep and low, it vibrates with power and potent masculinity.
I respond to it in a place far deeper than my conscious mind, instinctively obeying. Relaxing against the mattress, I give up trying to control my furious heartbeat, my ragged breathing, or the chaotic whirlwind in my mind.
I surrender to him completely.
Because he seems to know everything, he knows that, too.
He growls, “You were born to be mine. My queen. You don’t kneel for anyone but me. And I fucking worship you for it.”
He slaps my exposed, aching pussy again, slightly harder, testing me.
I suck in a hard breath through my nose but stay silent.
My reward is his mouth, ravaging me between my legs.
When I’m panting and trembling all over, cresting the wave quickly taking me toward a burning bright peak, his mouthdisappears. I lie silent and quaking on the bed, sweating, until I hear the bedside drawer slide open and the sound of Kage rummaging around in it.
He says to himself, “This one.”
There’s a soft click, then a buzzing sound fills the room. Then Kage’s hand is on my jaw, turning my head.
“Suck until I say stop.”