Page 13 of Provocation
He sits on the bed. I wrinkle my nose at the antiseptic-y smell, but I let him do what he wants. Hopefully it’ll make them happier that I’ve been cared for. There must be a reason they’re always feeding me and getting me presents. It must make them happy to make me happy. Maybe I should think of some things to do for them, too.
He leans forward and I know he’s staring at the marks.
‘It wasn’t Shade’s fault,’ I murmur.
‘At least you’re not bleeding,’ Blake sighs, and I feel him begin to cover the unbroken welts. ‘It wasn’t your fault either. You know that, don’t you?’
‘Yes,’ I whisper, resting the side of my face on the cover.
I lay still, feeling him work his way from my legs to my ass, gently putting the ointment on me and rubbing it in just a little. It’s only mildly uncomfortable, so I close my eyes and wait for him to be finished.
‘Stay there,’ he murmurs. ‘Let it soak in for a minute.’
I let out a deep sigh. ‘What if they eat all the best slices?’ I mutter.
He chuckles. ‘There are two pizzas and they’re both the same, sweetheart. What arethe best slicesin this scenario?’
‘Well, I don’t know them until I see them,’ I say, ‘and I won’tseethem if they’ve been eaten already.’
He laughs, more loudly this time. ‘You crack me up,’ he says. ‘I’ll go make sure they’re not eatinganyof the pizzas before you get in there. Then you can have first dibs on the best slices. Does that work?’
‘Yes,’ I say sulkily. ‘Okay.’
‘Stay here,’ he murmurs, giving me a kiss on the shoulder and leaving the room.
He comes back a minute later.
‘Don’t move yet,’ he murmurs, and I jump as I feel his hand move up the inside of my thigh.
‘What are you doing?’ I ask.
‘Turning your shitty night around, beautiful. I’m just as good as pizza.’
I scoff. ‘No, you’re not.’
I feel his knuckle probe between my legs shallowly and he tuts. ‘You’re not ready at all,’ he chastises. ‘Don’t worry. I’ll do something about that. Spread your legs wider for me?’
Intrigued in spite of my impatience, I do as he asks, and I hear him fiddling with something. When I turn my head to look, he hides what’s in his hands.
‘No peeking.’
I purse my lips and turn back around only to hear a low humming sound a second later. He puts itthereand I jerk upwards with a yelp.
‘What are you doing?!’
He puts a hand on the small of my back, rubbing in small circles to soothe. ‘Never used one of these before, huh?’
I look back and he lets me see it. It’s a pink, rose-looking thing. ‘What is it?’
‘A suction vibe.’
‘Suction?’ I blink at him and glance at it dubiously. ‘What does it do?’
‘It makes you feel good, gorgeous. Lay back down and relax. You’ll like it. Trust me.’
I take one last look and then turn back around.
‘I do trust you,’ I murmur.
