“My pleasure.”
He strode toward me so quickly I barely had time to move. I made it three steps before his arm hooked around my waist andlifted, taking me with him, and tossing me so I bounced on the bed.
And then he was on me. Moving me. Dragging me toward the foot of the bed as I laughed and tried to push him away. “I didn’t think you’d be that fast.”
“Get used to it. We’re all that fast.” A kiss directly to my throat. “Can’t escape us.”
I put on a dramatic voice. “Oh, whatever will I do?”
He moved my neck into the slot made for it and ringed it with his hand. “Stay still.”
“No.”
“Stay fucking still, Trinity. This is heavy, and you’re going in there one way or another. I have no interest in breaking your wrists. So don’t move unless you want another Alpha in here to help me while I pin you down.”
“Fuck.” I closed my eyes, sinking into the feeling of arousal and imagination while he lowered the top of the headboard, trapping me. It cradled my head more than I thought it would, but the second it closed, panic rose up.
My hands wouldn’t fit through the holes when I pulled them. Pure instinct took over, causing me to thrash.
Brooks set a hand on the center of my chest. “Easy, baby. You’re okay. Don’t move.” The wood lifted just far enough for me to see his face before he lowered it again. “It opens any time we need it to.”
He closed it again, and I kept my breath even. I didn’t feel unsafe. At all. But I wasn’t used to being confined, even if it was fuckinghot.
Plus, it was honestly more comfortable than I thought it would be. My head wasn’t hanging unless I moved to do it on purpose, and the holes weren’t tight enough to be claustrophobic. Just small enough to make sure I knew I couldn’t escape.
Fingers in the waistband of my leggings, stripping me down to nothing. I struggled against him since I told him I wasn’t going to make it easy, and just because I didn’t have the use of my hands now didn’t mean I was going to stop.
Brooks laughed out of my sight. “I have more restraints, brat, want me to use them?”
I said nothing, but I didn’t stop arching my body and pulling away from him even as he got my leggings and underwear all the way off.
“Your hands are already restrained. Guess I’ll have to do this one the hard way.” The distinct metallicclickof a knife opening sounded before my bra was lifted away from my skin and sliced apart down the middle. Then through the straps. So I was entirely at his mercy.
“You better be planning on replacing that.”
“Tell us where and when. We’ll buy you a whole wardrobe explicitly meant forshredding.”
The sound of his own clothes hitting the floor—his belt—was all I heard before his weight covered me, thighs on either side of my chest. He looked down at me over the footboard. One hand slid around my throat again, gently holding me there. “Never gotten a chance to use this footboard. Now I think it’s going to get used a lot.”
“You get off on keeping me captive?” I arched my hips against him and might as well have been pushing a rock.
“I do.” He grinned. “And so do you.”
Damn it.
“All sorts of things can happen in this position.” He released my throat and gathered my breasts between his hands, pushing them together. And then?—
He pushed his cock between them, slow and smooth. “I can use your slick to fuck these gorgeous tits. Adding that to my list. Hmm. Maybe I should use bondage tape to hold them together.”
“Can’t do it yourself?”
A light slap on my breast had me arching beneath him again, but the man was twice my size. I was goingnowhere. “Careful, baby.”
“No, thank you.”
He tilted his head back and laughed. “Are you going to let me fuck you? Or are you going to be a brat and make me put you in your placebeforeI fuck you?”
We both knew the second option was what I wanted. I pushed anyway. “If you don’t know the answer to that question, maybeyoushould be the one in the stocks. That might be kind of fun, actually. I could ride you any way I want.”
