Page 11 of Imperfect Gifts

Chapter Eight

Dev liked to have a scene mostly fashioned in his head before he started, but he didn’t know enough about his little owlet to know how to even start.

Ordering her to strip would be awkward. They didn’t have a formal power exchange, just the basics of the fact they both enjoyed it, and the understanding she wanted to submit.

That little dress would be easy enough to get off. Maybe he’d unzip it while he kissed her, and then pull it off over her head. A few minutes of her naked while he was fully dressed, but not too long for this first time. Well, unless it seemed to work for her.

Usually, this facility housed him, the cook, whoever he was training, and the support staff needed for the people in his care, so he’d have been relatively sure he could get her inside and to his suite without running into anyone. However, they had twelve people taking shifts so there were always four people watching over Elijah and Ezra, plus the cook had needed an assistant to make sure the extra people were all fed, and members of the flock were in and out to feed the vampires who were helping with the twins. In the coming days, once the venom was completely out of their systems, it would drop down to three extra guards when the twins were awake and two when they were asleep, and most of the extra staff could leave, but they were full-up at the moment.

Still, he managed to get her into the elevator, onto his floor, and to his suite without having to actually stop and talk to the people who’d been in the common room. They hadn’t met anyone in the halls, which was helpful.

He had his hand on her back to help guide her beside him through the maze of hallways, and then he used the palm pad, keyed in his code, and made sure the doorknob got his fingerprints just right so it would open. He returned his hand to her back, and she obediently walked in.

Without giving her time to look around, he closed the door, pressed her against the wall, and kissed her like he’d wanted to all evening. She opened for him and let him guide the kiss, but she wasn’t passive — she gave as good as she got without being aggressive.

He lifted her in his arms and his dick went from rock-hard to granite-hard when she wrapped her legs around him.

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Genie’s heart felt as if it were beating a thousand times a minute. Her eyes were closed because she trusted this man to take her to bed — oranywhereflat he could fuck her.

He put her on what she assumed was a mattress and she opened her eyes to watch him unzip her dress. Most men couldn’t figure out a hidden zipper on the side, but he went straight to it. Ten seconds later, she was naked except for her skimpy little lacy thong, and she realized she wasn’t on a bed, but on a padded bondage table.

“Consent is important,” he told her. “Put your wrists inside the cuffs for me, Genie.”

She looked up and to her left and saw a leather cuff at the top corner. She turned her head to the right and saw the other. A two-second gaze into Dev’s eyes, more burnt umber than chocolate now, and she lifted her arms and placed her wrists into the soft leather.

“Good girl.” He kissed her forehead and fastened the buckles.

“There’s a piece of steel sandwiched between the leather,” he told her as he removed her skimpy black thong, his gaze on her pussy. “The cuffs are plenty strong enough to hold even a bear shapeshifter.”

She expected he’d restrain her ankles as well once he’d tossed the thong on a nearby chest, but he climbed onto the sturdy bondage table, leaned forward, used the fingers of his left hand to spread her labia, and then licked her from taint to clit.

And then he did it again.

Genie sucked air in and pulled at her arms, her entire body tense at the overload of pleasure.

It was soon clear that Dev enjoyed giving oral, and she relaxed and let him pleasure her. Let his oh-so-talented tongue drive her to the heights of pleasure again and again, though he didn’t seem interested in pushing her over the edge.

She had no doubt this man would make her come when he was ready for her to, so she didn’t think too much about it, just enjoyed the stroke and texture of his tongue, which she was pretty sure was wider and longer than it’d been when he first started. The wolves could do that, so it wasn’t terribly surprising this snake could, too.

Eventually, he sat up and restrained her ankles to the sides of the table near her bottom, so she had to keep her legs bent and her pussy exposed. He’d already seen it up close and personal though, so it wasn’t a big deal.

Or that’s what she thought until she realized he was heading towards her clit with a needle, and with the tongs piercers use.

He showed her a thick, u-shaped piece of jewelry, already attached to the piercing needle.

“It’ll come out when we’re finished, just a temporary piercing, but it’ll be fun to play with for an hour or two. The question you need to answer is whether you want it in your clit, or your clit hood.”

They both knew there was another answer, that she didn’t want it at all, but the truth was shedesperatelywanted to feel the sharp pain to her clit. However, the needle and the jewelry were thicker than anything she’d ever had in her clit.

“If you have something skinnier, then in my clit, but something that fat? I think my clit hood, Sir.”

He smiled. “Excellent. That means we can use other needles on your clit later. Do I need to tie your legs so you can’t pull them together?”

Genie didn’t even have to consider her answer. “I can hold them apart if ordered, Sir, but my preference would be tied so I don’t have to.”

“I’d like to see your control, little owl. Keep them apart and you’ll get a reward. Pull them together and you’ll get the belt to the insides of your thighs.”

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