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It was like he was squeezing every bit of our fun and romance into a weekend. He’d even gone out over lunch one day to buy a T-shirt and a pair of jeans from a street vendor, along with a hat and sunglasses to make sure no one recognized him.
He’d also brought back another bag but tucked it on the top shelf in the closet and told me it was a surprise. I was never one to peek at my Christmas presents, so I left it alone.
Everything was great on the surface, but I couldn’t help wondering when the other shoe would drop. Not that I was complaining about our evening activities. Far from it. As a lover, Savva was without compare. Heck, he’d even remembered to muss up the bed in the spare bedroom, saying he wanted to protect my reputation.
I smirked inwardly, knowing I’d need to take a break soon. If nothing else, returning to the palace would let me catch up on my sleep. I doubted his mama would be too thrilled about us shacking up before the wedding anyway.
“Such a good girl.” His hoarse whisper tickled my ear, the words seeping into my body with prickles of sensation as he lifted my hands and placed them behind my head. “You’re learning patience.”
Without waiting for me to answer, he cupped my breasts and circled my nipples with his thumbs. My knees wobbled at the punch of arousal lodging in my gut, and I whimpered as the wool of his tuxedo jacket rasped against my back.
His every touch seemed calculated to drive me crazy, and dang him, he knew it.
“Are you ready for your surprise?” he asked, tracing my collarbone with an electrified finger.
“Huh? What surprise?”
“I said I’d recreate a ménage.” He breathed the words as he kissed a path from my ear to my shoulder. “It’s a special treat for you.”
“No other people?”
“Never.” He tightened his hand on my hip and nipped my throat. “No one else will ever touch you.”
Swoon.
Man, I never thought it would, but the possessive note in his voice really worked for me. He wasn’t the only one feeling a tiny bit proprietary though.
“I might have to ask you to hold my earrings if Alivia comes sniffing around you again.”
“It’s a lovely thought, but sadly, her social media followers will become upset if she should happen to go missing in the bayou.” He led me to the bed, then to my surprise, wrapped a silk scarf around my head to cover my eyes. “Wait for me, darling. Be still.”
I swallowed a whine but obeyed. After almost a week in Savva’s bed, I knew honor bondage was his absolute favorite thing. If I moved, he’d make me wait even longer. He never let me jump his fine backside and ride him like a pony, dang it.
Of course, the denial made the eventual reward that much sweeter.
The blindfold made my other senses perk up. His scent of bay rum with a touch of sandalwood about made me drool, and the susurration of fabric moving across his muscular body sent fresh tingles deep into my core. I felt his warmth against my back before he spoke, but the sudden shock of his voice still made me flinch.
“What do you envision for our pretend ménage?” he asked. “Will it be a princely sword in your delicious pussy, and one in your mouth? Or will our partner fuck your succulent ass?”
“Yessss.” My eyes closed as I drew the syllable out. It took all my strength to stop myself from dropping to the floor to get the party started with his dick in my mouth.
Laughing softly, he put his hand on my hip and urged me forward until my knees hit the bed. “Bend over. I believe our partner wants the pleasure of your ass.”
I wasn’t an anal virgin, but Savva’s cock was, in a word, large. And pierced. And…
Gulp.
When I hesitated, he stroked my shoulders. “You may tell me to stop at any time, love. I promise I won’t ever harm you.”
“I know.” I wasn’t even lying. Savva might make me beg for him to wreck my pussy, but he was all about my pleasure. Gathering my nerve, I bent forward until my elbows rested on the mattress.
“Such a good girl.” He stroked my back, then trailed kisses over the barbed wire scar on my side. Before I could reply, he straightened and took his hands away.
I heard the sound of crinkling plastic, then the squirt of liquid from a bottle or tube. Without warning, something cold pressed against my bottom hole. Instinctively, I relaxed, knowing exactly what to do.
“My goodness.” Slowly, he eased a butt plug into me. “Someone has done this before, I see.”
“Mmm.” The toy was larger than I was used to. I shifted to relieve the slight twinge of discomfort, then shrieked when he slapped my ass hard.
