I furrowed my brow. “Like… this?”
The brush caught the knot in her hair again, so hard that her wheelchair pulled in my direction. I worried that I’d hurt her.
“Yeah. Just like that,” she practically sang.
“Oh,” I teased. I suddenly wasn’t worried anymore. I yanked on the brush again, and she let out a moan of pleasure.
“I like it when you pull on my hair,” she breathed.
“I like it when you moan.”
Dear ancestors, Oberi groaned. I donotwant to see where this is going. I’m going to heal some people at the hospital. I’ll be of more use there,I’m sure.
Oberi sounded sarcastic, but I knew she was being serious. She spread her wings and flew out the window, leaving my wife and me in privacy.
I barely hear Oberi’s retreating wing beats, because my attention was laser-focused on Ava. My pulse quickened as I leaned down to whisper in her ear. “You likethat?”
I pulled the brush again, and she gasped as I yanked her head close to my chest.
“Harder,” she begged.
Her wanting drove me insane, and my cock hardened. Memories of this morning flickered through my mind— all the things I wanted to do to her and never got the chance to follow through on. I’d been thinking about it all day, to be honest.
I ran the brush through her hair with one hand, then took the other and tangled it in the strands on the side of her head. I tugged lightly, before drawing my lips over the sensitive area behind her ear. “You want it like this?”
She moaned again, and that was a good enough answer for me. I set the brush aside. I leaned over her from behind. My fingers trailed her legs, which had warmed several degrees. I dipped my fingers between her thighs and was pleased to find she wasn’t wearing any panties. She hardly did these days. She said it was more comfortable in the chair, but sometimes it was damn hard not to slip my hands up her dress at the dinner table. I’d had the thought that she liked doing it just to drive me wild.
I pulled her dress up over her head, then tossed it aside so she was bare. Without a word, she reached up and grabbed the tie around my neck. She wrapped it around her wrist a few times, before clutching it tight with her fingers and dragging me closer.
“I bet you can’t breakthisbond,” she teased.
I couldn’t help it when a sigh of pleasure escaped my lips. My craving for her intensified. I wanted to taste her sweetness all over again, and to bury myself deep inside of her and make her come until she was screaming my name. “The anticipation from this morning must’ve been killing you all day.”
She dragged me closer, then leaned her head back and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “I need you to quiet my mind.”
“I can do that, my love.”
I came around the side of her chair, though she never loosened her grip on my tie. I scooped her into my arms and led her through the mirror into our Sanctuary. Ava shivered with longing as I placed her on the bed. I loosened my tie, and she eagerly offered me her wrists. Slowly, to make every moment count, I curled the tie around her wrists and secured them with a knot. I’d left just enough fabric to tie the end to the headboard.
Ava lay with her hands above her head, breathing heavily like she yearned for my touch. “Ancestors, Charlie, you look so fucking hot in that suit.”
I slipped my suit jacket off and hung it on a hook near the bed, then slowly started unbuttoning my shirt. “It makes me feel powerful out there— makes me feel like I’m in charge. But I like it better in here with you, where the real me can come out in the bedroom.”
I pulled the shirt off, and Ava gave a light gasp at the sight of me. Desperate longing passed through the bond, sending a thrill straight down to my cock.
I undressed, then knelt on the bed over top of her. Ava wiggled, like she was trying to touch me, but she couldn’t when she was bound.
I wanted her so fucking badly. I parted her legs, then gently ran my fingers over her warm silkiness. She didn’t react, and I worried she couldn’t feel it. I pressed against her clit the sametime I sent a light breeze to tickle her skin. Ava arched off the bed and gave a tiny moan. The sound drove me insane.
I ducked my head to brush my lips across her nipples. They were hard in anticipation. I sucked one into my mouth, and Ava breathed a wavered breath.
I want more,she begged, writhing on the bed.
I slid my fingers deep inside of her while I worked her nipple with my tongue. I bit down ever so slightly, and a wave of pleasure crossed through the bond.
I want you to fuck me, she requested.
I chuckled. “I want this to last.”
