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He reached down and spread me with his fingers, a slight gush of more of our release appearing at my opening. "My cunt," he said with approval. "Full and begging. Ready for me."
"Yours, beast," I said, more focused on the look of his hand on me, the earthy green contrasting against my pink flushed skin. A moment later, the word landed in my head and my eyes widened, heart stuttering.
But the orc was grinning, tusks biting into his upper lip, eyes hot on mine. Beast it was then, at least down here in the dark together.
Khell'ar reached to the back of his warrior's skirt, drawing out a long strip of cloth that matched my shift. I held my wrists out in front of me in offering, expecting him to tie them together, and he chuckled.
"You'll have to control yourself, petal," he said, instead drawing the cloth over my head and then holding it in front of my eyes.
"Oh," I said, staring back at the blindfold, stiffening slightly. I hadn't written this down on my list. I wasn't opposed, but…
But I liked to look at Khell'ar. Liked to know what he was about to do, to watch him touch me. I could refuse. Khell'ar wouldn't deny me the role-playing just because I didn't want a blindfold.
Knowing the choice was still mine, I took the time to consider the idea. I would miss watching Khell'ar, but the idea of knowing he was there and only waiting for him to touch me…well, that did have an appeal.
I leaned forward, and Khell'ar rumbled with approval, the blindfold cool on my skin, kissing over my eyes as he tied it firmly at the back of my head. The silk wasn't so dense that it left me in the dark. I could still see the glow of dim light bulbs bleeding through the fabric, the shadow of Khell'ar as he turned me to face him, warm fingers tilting my chin up.
"Now we begin," he growled, the resonance of his voice washing over my skin and leaving goose bumps in its wake.
CHAPTER 9
Sunny
I shivered in the dark, my hands itching at my sides to reach up and fidget with the blindfold, pull it away to hunt for Khell'ar in the empty room. The floor was smooth and cold under my feet, and I lifted one and wrapped it around my ankle, wavering in place. The dark and silence brought my exhaustion from the night back, blurring the line between dozing and waiting for my orc.
"Khell'ar?" I called softly when minutes seemed to pass with nothing happening.
A growl echoed off stone and cement from somewhere behind me, and the hairs on the back of my neck rose.
"Beast?" I tried again, a little louder.
The growl rose again, and a scuffing sound came from my left that might've been steps against the cement.
"You smell like cum, petal."
Yours, I thought tartly, shrinking in on myself. And my own.
"Did you like the way he fucked you? The one before?"
I swallowed hard at the dark edge in Khell'ar's voice, the way his words seemed to prowl like a predator around me in my still and floating place in the dark.
"Yes," I said easily, heat rising up my throat.
And in spite of the game and the roles Khell'ar had given us, his growl softened into that sweeter approving rumble. He liked my answer, and it made my lips curl.
"His cum is in my prize, his scent on my property," Khell'ar snapped out, jolting me at the same moment his hand circled my arm. I let out a small yelp as he yanked me forward, my feet stumbling where he led. "Will you scream his name when your new owner makes you come?"
Would he like it if I did? He'd certainly seemed to enjoy the many cries of his name I'd released the night before.
This is just pretend, Sunny. Every second of it.
It was a bitter and necessary reminder, but it left my tongue glued in my mouth, and Khell'ar snagged my hip in his grip, claws digging in as if in punishment for my silence.
"No, beast," I whispered.
The hand on my arm slid up to my shoulder and then grasped the back of my neck, bending me forward.
"We'll see," Khell'ar snarled.
