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Ah, so this is our thing now.
My fingers distract her enough for me to wrench her out of the doorjamb. I cross the room quickly, tossing her on the bed. She lands on her back, grabbing my forearm. Sizzling tension passes between us as her hazel eyes bore into mine.
My heart is beating fast enough to feel it all over my body. Desire is coiled so tight in my abdomen, it takes concentration not to just rip the crotch of her tights and fuck her right now. I have to do this therightway though.
Alize is enjoying this game. I’ll play it till the end.
She runs her fingers along my skin, a red trail blooming between the dark shadows of my tattoos. I bite back a smile, and move to hold her down by the stomach with one hand.
I open one of the drawers in the bed frame with the other.
She’s stopped writhing now. Alize is laying on her back, looking up at me like I’m the only thing that matters to her and she despises me for it. Her nipples are pebbled through the fabric of her dress, the wooly fabric bunched up around her thighs.
Heat simmers in her eyes—they’re nearly the color of ripened olives now—her coppery skin taking on a warm glow. She sinks her teeth into her lower lip, her curly hair splayed out on the bed around her like a halo.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I mutter, swallowing thickly around the lump that’s formed in my throat.And she’s all mine.My heart swells.
She looks away from me bashfully.
When I’ve found what I’m looking for in the drawer, I climb on top of her and move her to the center of the bed. My sudden movements knock her out of her trance. “What are you—”
I grab one of her wrists, cuffing her hand in a single, swift movement. Then, I lash the chain to one of the rings attached to the bed-frame. Alize looks up with wide eyes, confusion and disbelief swirling in them.
Biting back a grin, I do the same with her other hand.
“That’swhat those are for?” she asks, testing the restraints.
I nod, leaning over to reach under her pillow. “Yes, you’ve been sleeping on a bondage bed this entire time.” I find her knife, just where I expect it. “This room is meant for the Head Kingmaker’s Courtesan, what did you expect?”
Her mouth falls open, and she looks at her restraints again. I watch her size them up, then her gaze falls to me with the knife held up between us.
“So, this is your idea of punishment?”
Trailing the knife up the slope of her stomach, I apply pressure right over one of her nipples. She squirms, sucking in a sharp breath. They harden even more through her clothes.
“You don’t sound upset anymore,” I say, following the curve of her breast to the valley between them, bearing the point down harder until it slices through her clothes. There’s another hiss from her, her eyes falling closed.
She hums throatily as I slice through more of her dress, the fabric peeling back to expose her luscious bosom.
She’s braless.
“Maybe I’ll misbehave more,” she says.
I lean down, taking one of her breasts in my mouth, trailing my tongue over the sensitive flesh. Goosebumps pebble her skin beneath my tongue, and an equal shiver runs down my back, turning hot at the base of my spine.
Alize arches into my mouth as I suckle, her hands pulling against the bed posts. Placing the knife beside her on the pillow, I massage her other breast. The sounds of my mouth and her moans of pleasure mingle in the still air like a symphony.
“Alexander,” she moans. My name on her lips sounds like a prayer, urging me on.
I reach down to adjust her body beneath me, moving her legs to my shoulders. Her back is flat against the bed, her cunt pressing up against my painfully hard cock. Even through our clothes, I can feel the heat emanating from her core.
Taking the knife, I start cutting her out of her clothes.
I make quick work of the leggings, dress and her underwear, tossing the scraps of clothing to the side of the bed. She watches me do it longingly. “I’ll buy you ten more dresses.”
The sight of her naked and bound formepushes me over the edge—she’s all soft skin, curves and decadence.I meant to turn this into a lesson for her, but I’m not so sure I can continue with what I had planned. Even without trying, Alize holds undeniable power over me.
She undulates her hips, grinding her bare pussy against my crotch. Every inch of my body thrums with need, bursting at the seams. I glare at her, tossing the knife onto the nightstand. This woman…
