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“In the nightstand.”
“Take your clothes off.”
She didn’t say anything. She just kept considering his extraordinary eyes as she eased herself slowly out of her green silk tunic.
He began the process himself and lifted his dark blue t-shirt up and over his head. Her hungry gaze took in the toughened muscles of his chest and abdomen, rock hard, a warrior’s body.
She’d never been with a man like Rez before. She’d never dated vampires, though she was part vampire herself. She’d always thought by temperament, as a teacher and an artist, she was more suited to academic fae men. Yet she couldn’t deny the powerful visceral reactions she was having to the man.
He watched her as well, his gaze fixed to her breasts. She removed her bra and his eyes flared.
“I want you to stand very still, Holly. Don’t move. Don’t touch me.” She struggled through another shuddering breath.
He drew close and leaned down to take her left nipple in his mouth. She stood in place, obeying. He massaged her other breast. She couldn’t help the moans that left her mouth.
He worked her for a good long while, sucking rapidly on one breast while flicking his fingers over the other.
Her sex was on fire and this was all he was doing. When a vibration began to flow from his mouth and tongue, she cried out.
He stopped suddenly and looked at her. “Don’t move.” His voice was quiet but weighted with passion. She held herself as still as she could, almost vampire still.
The air was cold on her breasts.
He ran his hands down her bare legs.
He flipped the covers back then turned to her. “Lie down on the bed. In the middle. On your back.”
She moved as one in a dream to the center of the bed. Had he hypnotized her?
She didn’t care.
He opened the nightstand drawer and found the scarves. She recalled buying each one and wishing for things. She’d been without a lover from the time she’d started training with Vojalie. Certain erotic fantasies had taken over her sex life and had become even more heightened after she’d healed Rez in the Wild Boar.
Now Rez was here making her more recent fantasies real. They’d all been about him. In them, he’d taken her in every way possible. She just thought she’d never actually be with him.
Maybe her time-pathing ability had given her a sensitivity to the future. Maybe on some level she’d known he was coming.
There were six scarves. “Which pair, Holly? I want you to choose.”
She looked at them, wondering why he was letting her make the decision: Black, red, and blue. Yet her instincts felt the choice was significant to him. “The red pair.”
His smile surprised her. “Good.”
“Why?”
“Red is for blood, fire, heat, passion and that’s what you’re going to get.”
Her whole body shivered at the thought. Her hips undulated and her sex pulsed, anxious for things to begin.
He dragged the soft blanket from the foot of the bed and covered her. “Before I do anything else, I’m going to warm up this room.”
To the right of the bed was a gas log fireplace. He moved over to it and flipped the switch to the side. She watched the flames dance on the logs. She thought it incredibly thoughtful and something within her chest began to ache. Whatever else Rez might be, the vampire was considerate.
He turned back to the bed, scarves dangling from his fingers. “Put your hands above your head near the wrought iron.”
Without hesitation and with perfect trust, she did as she was told. He took his time. He tied the scarves at one end tight to her wrists. But when he tied the other scarves to the headboard, he left her some slack. She had maneuverability. She thought it brilliant.
As he leaned back on his knees on the bed and stared down at her, for just a moment, she felt panicky. He really did have complete control of her.
