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I crawled onto the bed and knelt in the space between her legs. “Give me your hands,” I ordered her while I slid the belt from my pants.

She held her hands out to me, almost as if she expected me to pull her up.

I chuckled as I threaded the belt around her wrists, securing them together. Her eyes widened as she realized what I was doing, but she didn’t protest, not even when I lifted her arms over her head and secured the makeshift handcuffs to the headboard.

I leaned back, taking in every inch of her—her flawless skin, the strands of brunette hair spread over my pillow, her turquoise eyes half hidden by her lids, her slightly parted lips, the way her chest rose and fell with every breath she took.

“You are so beautiful like this,” I said, my voice unsteady.

“Like what?”

I grinned at her, wrapping my hands around her thighs. “At my mercy,” I said right before I spread her legs as far as they’d go and buried my face in her pussy. I inhaled and my eyes nearly rolled back in my head. Her arousal was the best fucking perfume on the planet. Every rational thought vanished from my mind as all my blood rushed to my cock. She might be the one tied to a bed, but I felt an awful lot likeIwas the one athermercy.

I didn’t enjoy feeling as though I wasn’t in control. So I did what I always did when I felt my control slipping. I proved to Siren that I was the one with the power.

Spreading her pussy with my fingers, I gave her one slow lick. She jerked, pulling at the bonds around her wrists while her thighs attempted to close.

Don’t even think about it.

I rubbed my cheek against her inner thigh, leaving marks where my stubble scratched, then turned my head and pressed another kiss there.

Siren moaned, the sound going straight to my dick. It was taking everything inside me to keep going slow. I continued kissing her, getting closer and closer to her sweet spot.

“Sam, please,” she gasped as my lips brushed over her clit.

I couldn’t deny her even if I wanted to. Her heat and arousal were doing things to my brain. Namely making it not work. All I could think about was her. Her moans, her taste, the way her hips jerked in a frantic rhythm against my tongue.

“Oh God. Please don’t stop.” Her legs were starting to shake, and I could feel her getting close. “Fuck. Sam, I’m going to—” Her words cut off in a wordless cry, and her climax flooded my tongue.

A moan slipped past my lips as I sucked up every drop I could while she shuddered with aftershocks.

If I was feeling evil, which I kind of was, I’d keep going and see how many orgasms I could milk out of her. But I couldn’t take not being inside her for another second. Siren had a way of driving me crazy and robbing me of every bit of my self-control.

I moved so I was hovering over her while she blinked up at me. “You taste so sweet,” I told her. “I want you to taste yourself.”

“Sam—”

I didn’t let her finish before I kissed her, hard and deep. I thrust my tongue in and out of her mouth, showing her what my dick was going to be doing to her pussy in approximately three seconds. Her hips lifted, grinding against the bulge in my pants. I pulled back from our kiss with a growl of pleasure and pain.

Playtime was officially over.

I shoved my pants down and lined the tip of my cock up with her entrance. My eyes searched hers, looking for any hint that she didn’t want this. It would be better if she didn’t, if she stopped me. She was human—i.e., not made formykind. I wasn’t good enough for her. Never would be, no matter what I did or how high I rose in my world. Because I was always going to belong to my world while she belonged to hers. But I couldn’t stop myself, not after last night.

I never should have kissed her the night we met, and I definitely shouldn’t have taken her into the linen closet at her family’s ball. One taste just led to wanting more and more. There was no getting her out of my system. Having only led to more wanting. And now I was in way too deep to stop.

It was up to Siren to stop this now. I just needed one hint of hesitation or doubt.

“Please, Sam.”

And that was all I needed to hear to snap the very last hope I had for control.

I sank into her wet heat in a single stroke, stifling my moan in the skin of her neck. Fuck, she felt perfect.

Siren sucked in a sharp breath like she was surprised or hadn’t been ready. I lay still, giving her time to adjust while I sucked at the flesh of her neck.

“Relax,” I murmured when a few seconds had passed and she still seemed tense. “I got you.”

She let out a shuddering breath, and I wondered if she’d been holding it since I first entered her. Slowly she let go of the tension, sinking back against the mattress.

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