Je Suis a Toi (Monsters in the Dark #3.5)(21)

She obeyed every prompt. Falling onto the bedspread, she watched me with desire-glittering eyes.

This room was very much like our assigned accommodation, only smaller. The fireplace roared with heat and the four-poster bed hung with midnight blue drapery rather than forest green.

My jeans and t-shirt became too tight as my body prepared to tease and torture.

Tess squirmed on the mattress as I moved toward her and yanked her up the bed by her arms. The moment she was in the middle, I uncoiled a piece of Japanese silk rope from my pocket and looped it around her wrist.

With a sharp smile, I secured her to one of the four bedposts.

It was a risk tying her down like this. After all, she’d done the same to me when I’d given her my nightmares to hopefully break hers. However, no memory of that day hovered in her gaze. Her skin already flushed with lust as I fastened her other wrist and moved toward her ankles.

She didn’t speak—she was too well trained—but her eyes never left my ministrations.

She gasped as my fingers ran around her ankle, cupping her heel protectively before wrenching her legs apart and securing them as tight as her wrists.

Once finished, she lay spread-eagled with no hope of escape.

I stood and surveyed my f*cking delicious woman. The lingerie barely hid her bare *, shadowing it in red lace while her bra couldn’t hide the pinpricks of nipples begging me to bite.

Running a fingertip from her instep to her clit, I murmured, “So pretty and no chance of running. What shall I do with you?”

Her hands fisted, her lips parting with breath. “Anything…do anything you want.”

“Anything?” My fingers pinched her *, indenting her soft flesh with the lace protecting her.

She gasped, white cheeks flushing so prettily. The scrap of material couldn’t hide how wet and hot she was, drenching the delicate underwear.

Her desire matched mine.

I was rock-f*cking-hard for her.

“I’ll give you a choice, Tess.” Rubbing her *, I pressed hard and swift. “Pain or pleasure first? You make the call.”

Her back bowed as I stabbed at her entrance, prevented from entering her by the lacy garment. Soon, that bastard chastity belt would be sliced away. But for now, it kept me focused. Gave me a barrier I wasn’t permitted to break.

Her eyes switched from dove-grey to dark blizzard. “Pain…I pick pain first.”

I shook my head, stealing my hand from her core and bending to unzip my black bag. “Wrong choice.”

“But you said—”

I smirked as I kept what I’d pulled from the duffel hidden and prowled to a wall socket by the bedside table. Luckily, the cord was long enough.

We hadn’t played with this toy before. But I’d heard good things.

Once attached to the electric source, I kept the device behind my back and repositioned myself between my wife’s spread legs.

“I know what I said. But I’m the master here. Not you. And I’ve decided to give you pleasure first.” I bared my teeth. “Or at least…the hint of pleasure before I hurt you.”

Her ribcage stood in stark relief as she sucked in a harsh breath.

She didn’t ask questions or demand to know what I had planned because she knew me too well. I wouldn’t answer. I’d only show her.

My fingers tightened on the gift behind my back. “Do you know what this is, esclave?”

She shook her head. “No.”

No? That was surprising. She’d told me about her dildo collection back when she was with Brax. Her battery-operated friends were the only things delivering an orgasm while she wasted her talent on a loveless wonder who believed kissing should be done with the lights off and clothes firmly tucked tight.

He didn’t know this woman at all.

But I did.

I knew her sometimes better than I knew myself.

Caressing the large contraption with a soft bulbous end and flexible neck, I switched it on. A loud humming filled the space. Holding it up for Tess to notice, I smirked. “I believe it’s called a magic wand.”

Her eyes grew round as I cranked up the speed. The tingle of hypnotic vibration shot down my hand.

Interesting.

Experimenting, I placed the end against my cock through my jeans.

“Fuck!” Instantly, I wrenched it away, doubling over with the overload of intensity from the mere touch. Echoes of vicious need radiated down my legs and into my belly.

Tess bit her lip, fascinated and imploring.

I chuckled as I rested my knees on the bedspread. “Oh, I think you’re going to like this.”

She nodded; her face glazed and sex-soaked. I hadn’t even touched her yet, but she’d panted herself into subspace.

Hovering the vibrating wand over her body, I tortured her a little by pressing it against her ribcage, hipbone, and upper thigh. Anywhere and everywhere but the one place she desperately craved.

Each time I touched her, a moan fell from her lips. Her legs writhed and her fingernails dug sharply into red-flushed palms.

“Do you want this?”

“Uh-huh…” Her eyes rolled as I carefully swiped over her pubic bone.

“How much?”

Her voice strangled. “So much.”

“Will you fight for it?”

Her eyes opened, struggling to keep me in focus. “Fight?”