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"I was instructed not to speak unless I was commanded to." His voice was deep and husky, something she'd never heard from him. His black eyes were nearly depthless as he waited for his next instruction.
Sighing, all the energy she had to teach him a lesson had quickly left her when she exchanged it for panic over the Fae. She wanted a distraction, some sort of break from her now churning thoughts. She let go of the leash and closed the space between them, reaching up and unhooking the collar from around his neck. It dropped to the ground with athunk.
"You—"
Hollis grabbed her by the waist, his fingers digging into her skin even through the dress as he pressed her flush against him. His lips found hers with an urgency. With a teeth gnashing force.
Cold air scraped down her dry throat as Sienna ripped her mouth from his. "How dare you!" Her fingers curled into his thin black shirt. "You think you can just kiss me and get away with it?"
He studied her face, leaning in until his lips brushed her cheek. "I like who you've become. You're strong, Sienna." His teeth grazed down her throat. "You are who I always knew you could be. I've never been more turned on than when you put that leash on my neck. I'm yours." He pressed a kiss to the curve of her neck. “MyQueen."
Sienna's chest rose against his. Heat was already pooling between her legs. Now wasn’t the time. She couldn't think. What was she supposed to say? Her mind was a jumble of problems she couldn't readily solve and a lifetime of desire clouded it all.
"Let me be your slave." He looked at her through his lashes.
He smells like home, she finally thought.He. smells. like. home.Like a warm breakfast, sweet like her mother’s pancakes.
"Kiss me," she said so quietly she wasn't sure he'd heard her. She wasn’t sure she had actually said it.
But his mouth found hers again. Their lips pressed together, tongues entangling, as they tried to rid themselves of any air that remained between them.
Sienna pressed her eyes closed as his teeth raked across her lips followed by a swipe of his tongue. She knew her hands still held his shirt; she was vaguely aware of how fast his heart beat in his chest, her fingers tingling as if they might go numb.
His hands trapped her against him, roaming up her back and into her hair. His touch blazed across her skin, everywhere he touched threatened to leave behind nothing but wicked fire.
Sienna let herself give in. She gave all of herself to the kiss and relished in the way he tasted. She poured years of herself into the action. Every day she'd ever spent pining over his unrequited love. The weeks she'd missed him after they'd been torn apart. The tension that rippled through them as they were reunited.
All of it was better than the terror that had filled her moments before.
Gasping for air, Sienna pulled away only when her lungs had begun to ache. "I own you," she said. It had felt like a question at first, a confirmation that he wanted this as much as she did, but it came out more like a statement.
"You own me," he repeated back to her, "You always have."
Her heart stopped beating. Or at least she was sure it had. She'd never felt so certain that Hollis would be her undoing before and she wasn't sure if she even actually cared.
Her fingers chased over his solid chest. She drew a line along his chin, and ran her thumb over his mouth, pulling his lower lip down as the evidence of their kiss glistened in the light. Her tongue darted out to moisten her lips and his eyes followed the movement as she sunk her hands into his hair.
She pulled his head down and sucked in another sharp gasp as there was no resistance. Hollis fell to his knees before her. He looked up at her with his large dark eyes, a smile forming on his full lips.
Sienna smiled back.
"My Queen," Hollis rasped, his hands running along her legs against the dress.
"Taste me," she said, her voice full of the power she'd been given with her crown. With slow and careful steps, she pulled a chair out from the table and sat on its edge. She tugged the hem of her skirt up to her thighs and spread her legs. "Crawl to me like the fucking pet you are."
Hollis couldn't keep his attention on her face. No, the moment her skirt had lifted, his eyes had shifted down. He ate her image up as he came to her on his hands and knees. Rough fingers ran up her legs, slipping under the fabric of her dress, and hooking into the fabric of her panties.
Fabric caressed her bare skin, all the way down to her toes, where it slipped off her legs. Hollis took a long shaky breath, his hands kneading the queen's thighs. He pushed her legs wider apart, looking up at her before he laid down a trail of kisses.
The brush of his lips as they came closer and closer to her center made the desire in her burn white hot. His tongue slipped between her folds once before he buried his face in her. He moaned against her, circling his tongue around her most sensitive bits and Sienna weaved her hands into his hair pressing his face into her.
Nowthiswas power. She couldn't take her eyes off him. The sight of him between her legs alone brought her near climax. She'd always wanted him. Now here he was. Serving her.
A cry of pleasure tumbled from her lips as he began to work her into a frenzy. His tongue found its rhythm against her now moving hips. She rode his face without shame, letting it fan the flames until they erupted into a euphoria that made the queen's legs shake and her toes curl.
Hollis didn't stop until Sienna’s hips slowed and a knock sounded on the door. He sat back on his knees, his face shining from the wetness of her.
"Do not wipe your face," she said as another knock sounded.
