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When his hand reached my hip, his thumb hooked up beneath the hem of my shirt, finding its perch on the slope of my hip bone. It stayed there for a time, toying with me, tickling along the curve of my lower abdomen.
Cole parted from me long enough to look down at my shirt to check for buttons. Before he could bring his lips to mine again, I smiled up at him and said, “You’re supposed to be resting.”
He sat back, his legs straddled over mine as he scooped his other thumb under the hem of my shirt. “It’s lucky for me that I find fucking my wife incredibly restful,” he said, quirking a brow. He pushed the hem of my shirt up and over my breasts, but didn’t entirely remove it, taking a moment to palm my breasts over my bra.
“I should have worn something nicer,” I said, a little embarrassed by my t-shirt-friendly bra, knowing full well it didn’t match the panties I was wearing.
“You know I don’t care about that, sweetheart,” he said. “I love you in everything you wear. I’m just overjoyed that I get to touch you at all.”
As if needing to demonstrate, Cole smoothed his hand beneath the underwire of my bra and fondled the bare skin of my breast. I let out a little sound. His hands were cold from the ambient temperature of the winter weather outside.
He brought his fingers together around my nipple and pinched just enough to hurt. I bit down on my finger to keep myself from making too much noise. Even with the room properly sound-proofed, it felt strange to brazenly moan when there were almost two dozen shifters with excellent hearing in the building.
Cole smiled down at me from where he still lorded over me, pinching the little bud of flesh a little bit harder. “You are so cute when you try not to make noises,” he said. “Maybe we should play a little game?”
I clapped my hand over my mouth as my lashes fluttered with that mix of pain and pleasure. I think I had an idea of exactly what kind of game he wanted to play, and it was one I undoubtedly was going to lose.
I shook my head.
“No?” he asked, still smiling, toying with me now as he pushed my bra up, revealing my breasts fully. “Don’t think you can win?”
“I know I can’t,” I whimpered. “If the game is to be quiet while you touch me like this, I know I’m going to lose.”
“You’re not even going to try?” He loomed down closer to me, taking the sensitive peak of my other breast into his mouth and suckling it as he continued torturing the other one.
I sighed softly, back faintly arching as his touch became almost over-stimulating. “Cole,” I begged, “why do you have to tease me so much?”
He parted from my breast, his lips brushing against my swollen flesh as he said, “Because you make it too fun not to,” he said. “Come on, baby. I’ll even give you a little consolation prize if you can’t do it.”
“Mmm. And what kind of prize is that?” I grumbled.
“I may or may not have a few little playthings I’ve been saving for a rainy day,” he said with a warm, sensuous smile.
“Like what?” I asked.
“Well, I don’t want to ruin the surprise,” he said. “But suffice it to say, even if you lose, you win.”
I nibbled on my lower lip, my stomach tightening with arousal. “Well…okay,” I said softly.
“Can I be a little rough with you, sweetheart?” he asked me. “Will you let me have my way with you?”
I swallowed dryly, thinking of all the times he’d been rough with me before. Each time had been more intense, more transcendent than the last. My mouth felt woefully empty as I thought of the times he’d filled it up. The times he’d emptied his seed into my throat.
I blinked slowly, trying to resist the urge to roll my eyes in anticipatory pleasure. “Yes,” I said. “You can have your way with me.”
He let out a low, throaty sound somewhere between a hum and a growl as he nipped at the underside of my breast. “Such a good little wife,” he rumbled. “Do you remember your safe words?”
“Yes,” I sighed, excited for what awaited me.
“Good girl.”
Sitting up, Cole slid back almost to the foot of the bed. He grasped me just behind the bend of my knee and gave me a rough tug, pulling me toward him. I let out a quiet yelp, and he stopped short, raising his brows in quiet warning.
“I will let you have that one as a freebie,” he said as he lifted one of my ankles and rested it on his shoulder. “But the next time you make a sound, I’m going to have to bring out our first little surprise. Understood?”
I nodded, biting down on my lower lip in the hope of keeping my mouth from opening and letting out another noise.
“Good girl,” he said again, lifting my second ankle onto his shoulder.
