Page 179 of Fall Before Her Throne

“You’ll see,” Ryu said, while he held up what looked like a spool of ribbon.

My eyes flew to his, recognition finally dawning. “You’re not⁠—”

“Oh, yes, we are, hanii.” He cupped the back of my head to pull me forward into a blistering, hot as fuck, kiss. I whimpered. Gently, he unclasped my bracelet and handed it off to Max for safekeeping. “We’re going to tie you up…and not let you come.”

I almost whined. “For how long?”

“For as long as we like,” Obi answered.

Ryu slowly unwound the ribbon from its spool. It was a lot more delicate than the rope he’d used previously, and my brain spun off in all sorts of imaginative directions at the idea of its caress on my skin. His finger went to my necklace, his collar.

“You are mine,” he said softly. His pointer finger pushed on my sternum, maneuvering me backward until I kneeled on the bed, facing them all.

“Yes,” I whispered back.

“Mine to love. Mine to worship,” he continued. He lifted the red ribbon and gently fed it through the O ring on my choker. “Mine to punish.”

My nipples pebbled. “Yours.”

“Mine to command,” Obi said, lifting my chin to give me another scorching kiss.

I was already melting. How would I ever survive this?

“Ours,” Ryu said before he wove together an intricate pattern that criss-crossed down my chest. It framed my breasts, putting them on perfect display, and I shivered as his fingers trailed delicately across my skin. Ryu gripped my cheeks and brought my vision to his. “I want to hear you.”

“Yours,” I answered. “Forever. Always. Yours. All of yours.”

Each of my guys watched. At me, naked, kneeling on the bed.

“You look beautiful, princess,” Cas said from his place on the couch. Max sat next to him, looking positively overwhelmed, and I probably would have laughed if it wasn’t for the lust burning in Cas’s eyes.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

Obi ran his fingers down the ribbon, and I stayed perfectly still. If I wanted to come at all during this, I didn’t want to push it even further.

“You know your safe words?” he asked.

“Red for stop. Yellow for slow down. Green for go.”

Obi nodded. “Good girl. You’re going to need them.”

His palm gently pressed against my chest, and I tumbled backward. Within a breath, Ryu held one of my wrists and Obi held the other. Then the real rope came out. It was the same rope Ryu had used before on the big bed, except somehow more ties appeared, and before I even knew what had happened, they had tied both my wrists down.

I tugged them. “Hey, this⁠—”

“Safe word?” Obi said.

I bit my lip and shook my head.

Ryu’s palm on my stomach was the only warning I had before his mouth was between my legs. It caught me completely off guard, and my head tilted back, my wrists already pulling the ropes taut. His tongue delved inside me while his hands pinned my legs apart, spread as wide as possible.

“Fuck, Ryu,” I whined. I wanted to grab his hair, I wanted to move my arms, I wanted to fucking explode, and this had only barely begun. “Please.”

“Too soon for that,” he muttered before his tongue flicked around my clit. He took his time, exploring my body, letting the sensations build. His palms gripped my thighs, pushing me even wider. “Begging will get you nowhere, hanii.”

“God, I could watch this for hours,” Wynn murmured.

“Same,” Cas added while he leaned over the bed next to me. “Ryu, can I?”