Page 57 of Touched By Moonlight
I saw the thrill in Nicolas’ eyes and knew the truth. The darkest part of his beast thrilled at holding a willing female down, taking her as he pleased. Never had he taken one such as me – strong and more than capable of fighting him with equal strength. Maybe it had something to do with how Dania had betrayed him and Stephan. Or maybe it was his darker, kinkier side he had allalong.
In a way, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was we were herenow.
He watched me, his gaze now hooded, as if testing me. Seeing my reaction. I could easily see his reaction, for it reflected in the large bulge tenting hisjeans.
The table intrigued me the most. I touched a leather restraint, soft and supple. It would not hurt if he restrained me upon it. Nicolas went to the table and pulled open the bottom half, raising thestirrups.
“I can see you, here.” He touched each stirrup. “Your legs strapped down. Helpless as I ravish you. Screaming as I give you pleasure. Your sex, pink and wet, ready forme.”
Amber flickered in his gaze. His wolf was rising, surely as his cock wasrising.
“If I fucked you here, I would fuck you so hard you would see stars each time you climaxed.” He leaned against the table, watchingme.
“Have there been others here before?” Silly question. I’m sure he had many lovershere.
“I’ve brought a few here. None since Grayson told us about you. I’ve waited for you,Sienna.”
A thrill raced through me. “You flatter a girl,” I murmured, trailing a finger over a restraint. “Does anyone else in the pack useit?”
“Sometimes. Once a wolf in the pack used it to impregnate his mate. They had a grand time, staying down here untilexhausted.”
Gently he traced a finger along my mouth. I slowly licked his finger and his grin faded, replaced by pure heat. “You can do anything you wish here, Sienna. Give in to your darkest and wildest desire, your most hiddenfantasy.”
“So you enjoy kinkysex?”
A quick nod, his gaze never leaving me as I picked up a flogger, smacked it against thetable.
“I don’t likethis.”
An inward hiss of breath, and anothernod.
I tossed aside the flogger. “But being tied down, now that sounds fascinating. Shallwe?”
Nicolas went to the table and patted it. “Get undressed and hopon.”
Making love with this male was one thing, but restraints... now that was new. And it took a level of trust I seldom experienced with anyone, let alone a nakedman.
But far too long had I denied myself fantasy and pleasure. I knew Nicolas had a darkside.
Now it was time to experienceit.
I removed my clothing, watching his pupils grow dark as his gaze took in my naked body. “Nice. Very nice. Sit on the table. And then lie down,” he said in a deepvoice.
After I did, he took hold of the leather straps. Snap. The restraints closed around my wrists. I tugged hard. They weresecure.
He placed my legs in the stirrups and closed the velvet soft manacles around my ankles. It felt odd to be restrained like this, but oddlyliberating.
I’d never had sex like this before, but I knew usually the submissive partner had a safe word the dominating one would obey, and stop whatever he or she wasdoing.
Nicolas gave no such word. But I decided to trust him anyway, because I sensed this wasn’t only aboutsex.
It was about putting my trust into him, and empowering him to trust me in return, because he’d been hurtbadly.
Nicolas slid his hands up my legs and then kissed the inside of my thigh. I shivered, feeling helpless and thrilled, my sex wet and glistening, totally exposed tohim.
He shed his clothing. His erection was thick, impressive and he was more thanready.
As Iwas.
