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“Your partner?” I laughed against her skin, my lips grazing the shell of her ear. Fuck, but she was beautiful, spread out for my pleasure.
Anyone’s pleasure.
Mine.
No one else would touch her. Screw Killian and his warnings. A deep-seated need to claim her rose in me at the thought of her beneath me, over me, waking next to her and doing it all again. Hell. I raked my hand through my hair, lowering it in a gentler touch over her breast.
“What does he like? Sir?”
“Someone read the manual,” I murmured. “What have I deprived you the pleasure of experiencing? Your assigned partner likes—”Needles. But that would scare the shit out of my little rabbit, and I didn’t want that. I wanted her hot and aching and pliable. Ready to fuck.
“Whips?” Breath whooshed out of her body.
“Things that … pinch.” I let my fingers shift into darkened talons, scraping the curved tips in the lightest touch over the sides of her breast, tracing to the sensitive peaks. I made an open cone between my talons, dragging them to a point over her nipple.
She let out a long, sweet moan, her head tilted back at the dark caress. “Please.”
She begs.
Fuck me. She said it so sweet, I almost came in my pants like a teen ready to get his dick wet for the first time. “Yes, pretty girl?”
“Do it again? Please?”
My heart hit a fast staccato beat in my chest as blood roared in my ears, blocking out everything else. My world narrowed to us. Not the large, empty room, not the muted sounds of the club pounding above us.
I taloned my other hand and did both breasts at the same time, leaving fine, red stripes on her translucent skin that would last until tomorrow. A trophy of her night with me.
Her moans became the music we played to as I scraped deadly tips across her belly, the soft, tender flesh there so easy to damage.
She’s prey.
I politely told Killian’s shade to fuck off out of my head and continued my torment, those sweet and heady cries my reward for the night.
But I wanted so much more than one night with her. One paid night. My brow dipped as I ran my talons back over her nipples, lost in thought.
She sagged into her ropes with a soft, guttural cry that left me in no doubt she was in the wrong place. I needed to test her. I couldn’t be with a girl who couldn’t stomach more than a softer side, if I had one at all.
I wrenched a flogger off the wall, spinning it in a continuous figure eight to burnish her skin to a sweet pink. Her moans hardened me past the point of pain, though I managed to keep my hands—and my cock—to myself.
The swift kiss of the crop earned me the same response. When pretty red marks covered her body, along with a fine sheen of sweat, I put that back too. The cane? No. Too much for tonight. She reacted well to soft play. A whip? She’d asked about those too. None of those were what I needed. I rested my hand on my leather belt and made up my mind, unthreading it.
“Do you enjoy this, little bunny?” I leaned forward andkissed along her throat.
She tipped her head back to me, exposing everything.
Her surrender fueled my desire. I snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her flush against me, my belt folded in my hand to form a short impact toy.
“You know who I am, rabbit?”
“Rafe Astor.” The admission was choked from her throat.
Ahhh.So she’d known all along.
“Good girl.” I stroked the belt over her unmarred skin. “I want to fuck you and make you scream. Only one of those things will happen tonight. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” That one came out a touch shaky.
Good.
