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“Are you trying to break your teeth?” I picked up the toy, turning it over in my hands curiously. It was beautiful, but not something I’d ever put in my mouth. Clenching metal between my teeth? No, thank you. I couldn’t afford a dental bill like that.
Zane chuckled. “I’m a demon, love, remember? I practically teethed on metal binkies.”
“Really?”
“No.” He shrugged. “But I could have.”
Imagining that gag in his mouth was getting me absurdly warm. Muffling that dirty, sarcastic mouth of his would feel so fucking good. Restraining a being as powerful as him, in any way at all, gave me a little shiver up my spine. “You’ve had this in the house all this time? What other toys are you hiding?”
He gave me a look that told me I was in for a surprise. I followed him upstairs, to the master bedroom, where he gave the large black chest at the foot of the bed a tap with his shoe. “Take a look.”
I crouched down in front of it and opened the lid. There were floggers, shackles, clubs, paddles, and chains. There was metal, leather, and wood. Some of the items were studded with metal spikes, some with sharp spines. I shook my head in disbelief, picking up a pair of thick metal shackles. As I turned back toward him, I had the shackles in one hand and the ball gag in the other. “None of these toys look very comfortable for humans.”
He gave me a long look up and down, and his forked tongue slid hungrily over his grinning teeth. “Most of these things aren’t meant for humans.”
“You should have told me these were here earlier,” I said, walking toward him. “I could have shut you up weeks ago and saved myself the headache.”
He sniffed and leaned his towering height a little closer to my face. “As I said, love…Make me.”
The idea that I could, in fact,forcehim to do anything was ludicrous. No number of whips and chains could amount to me overpowering him, but that wasn’t the point. This absurdly powerful being had decided to lay down his power at my feet, and that gave me a serious headrush. It made the lingering stress of the day, the gripping fear of having faced death, suddenly melt away.
All that mattered was right here, in this house, in this home. All that mattered was he and I, together again, ready to fight another day.
“Get on your knees,” I said. “Now.”
He knelt in front of me, and holy shit, seeing those bright eyes staring up at me, waiting for an order, made my heartbeat quicken. Shit, this was a being that could kill me in a second if he wanted — instead he was on his knees with a hard-on already visible in his jeans.
“Shirt off.”
He tweaked an eyebrow at me. “Trying to get yourself a good view, eh?”
I narrowed my eyes. “I gave you an order, not a suggestion.”
He tugged his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, giving me a cocky smirk. He knew how damn good he looked. He knew that the slight sheen of sweat over his muscular chest got me hot. He knew it made my mouth water when he rolled his shoulders and flexed his hands, emphasizing the thick veins running down his arms.
“Anything else you want me to take off?” he said.
“No. Open your mouth.”
A full set of deadly fangs greeted me, wickedly sharp. Curious, I dared to touch a finger to his teeth, right over the edge, testing it like a knife’s blade. His forked tongue brushed against me, teasing me, and my breath hitched for a moment as he took my finger in his mouth and sucked.
When he opened his mouth again, it was to say, “You’re blushing, Juniper.”
I glared down at him. “Shut.Up.”
I fit the ball gag in his mouth, securing the straps behind his head. It felt bizarre to see a metal ball fitted amongst his teeth, even knowing it couldn’t hurt him. The shackles didn’t lock, but were securable with a nut and bolt. I circled him, enjoying the view before I said, “Hands behind your back.”
He moved his arms back, and I gave myself a moment to enjoy the tightness in his shoulders, the way his muscles swelled when he moved. I crouched down, locking the shackles into place around his wrists.
“I guess you could break these if you really wanted, couldn’t you?” I laughed softly. “Oh, wow, you’re actually silent for once. What a good boy.”
He side-eyed me as I stood, the shackles secured. Gagged, in chains, on his knees — fuck, that was a sexy thing to see. I stood in front of him again, and scratched my nails lightly down the side of his face. His pupils had swelled, and he moved slightly to tug against the chains, keeping his eyes on me all the while.
“Let’s see how well you can keep quiet, hm?”
He mumbled something as I walked back toward the chest. I shook my head, even though his muffled sounds around the gag elicited an excited warmth deep in my stomach. “Are you failing already? Is it just too hard to resist the smart-ass remarks?” I had no idea what he’d tried to say; I could only assume it was something sarcastic because, well, of course.
When I turned back to him with a new toy in my hands, he managed to smile even around the gag.
