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“Like I said,” he says softly, stepping closer to me, “We have learned how to create the best life.”
I turn toward him, excitement bubbling up inside of me. “You have to get out.”
He leans back, cocky surprise lining his features as he crosses his arms over his chest. “Do I?”
“Yes.” I try to pull him toward the door but I’d have a better chance of moving stone than Slyth as I tug on him. “I want to take a bath.” I switch gears, trying to push him instead, but he only chuckles.
“You can take a bath,” he says lowly as his tail slides up my body, wrapping around my waist. “With me in here.” His words are husky, and desire spikes through my middle, especially as his tail winds tighter around me.
I shake my head, but my voice fails me. “No.” The word is a whisper on my lips.
He chuckles. “I don’t think so, little killer. Didn’t work the first time you tried to tell me what to do.” He jerks me closer, and I’m held in place by his stare and tail. “It won’t work this time.”
I swallow hard, arousal already pounding between my legs. His stare has turned hungry. “So, you’re just going to stand there and watch me?”
“Yes,” he hisses, reaching up with one hand and slowly dragging my tunic with him. “Yes, I am.” The fabric falls to the floor. “You see.” He drags me closer with his tail, shifting it higher up my waist as he grasps my pants. “I take care of what is mine.” I gasp as he tugs at the pants. “And you are mine.”
I gulp as he slides my pants down my legs, leaving me bare before him, and as Slyth stands, his eyes rake up my frame. “Now get in the water.”
His tail slowly uncoils from around me until just the tip is pressed to my lower back, nudging me toward the bath. I step in slowly, looking back hesitantly to find Slyth watching me but making no move to join me.
It feels oddly intimate as I slip below the water and he uses his tail to stroke over my head. I thought I had submitted to him before, but this is different. Having him take care of me is a different type of domination… one that I don’t mind too much.
A knock on the door to the room echoes through the silent air, and Slyth turns away slowly to go to it. I take the opportunity to scrub my scalp and hair clean, coming up from beneath the water as he reenters the bathroom holding a tray of food.
“Hungry?” he asks, his tongue flicking out. I feel the motion acutely between my legs, and a dull ache starts to form as he stares at me.
I realize after a beat that he is waiting for an answer, so I nod, expecting him to set the platter down. Instead, he takes a seat on the edge of the tub, picks up a piece of fruit, and leans forward. “Open.”
Heat floods through me, but I don’t protest. Instead, I part my lips, letting him feed me a bite. As his skin brushes against my mouth, I feel an irrational sense of arousal shoot through me.
I guess I’ve never really been taken care of, and while I like being independent, with Slyth… I’m starting to think I don’t mind him controlling me.
He continues to feed me bites, his gaze never leading me. I swear there’s a flash of pride through his eyes each time I open my mouth for him, and it only spurs me on. In fact, I’m no longer thinking about the food he’s giving me. All my mind is on is the pulsing need that is swirling in me.
He must see me hesitate because he pauses, cocking his head. “Are you done?”
I bite my bottom lip. “With the food?” I nod.
He sets it aside, turning his attention back to me, and I am so acutely aware of how much I want him that I can’t help myself. I drag my hand down the front of my body, rolling my thumb over my nipple, which only heightens my pleasure.
I didn’t expect Slyth to see it, but his eyes narrow and his tongue flicks out again. I’ve come to realize that he does that when he’s trying to gauge my emotions.
Maybe I’m playing with fire, but right now, I don’t care. He’s called me his, made threats that I have spent too much time thinking about, and has taken care of me. I’m not sure why, but I want more.
“Little killer,” he hisses, and I clamp my legs together. He only speaks in that tone when he starts to lose it. “What are you doing?”
I cock my head, staring up at him innocently. “What do you mean?” A soft gasp escapes me as I move my hand over my other breast and his eyes flick to the movement. “I’m just bathing.”
His hood flares, and my stomach flips. “No, you’re not.”
“No?” I keep my voice sweet as I bow my back so my breasts float above the water so he can see my nipples pebbled. “I’m in the bath.”
His tail slides up along the edge of the tub, the only sign that he’s growing restless. He leans forward, and a thrill shoots through me. “I think you’re teasing me.”
I drag my teeth over my bottom lip, my heart pounding as I breathe, “Hungry?”
Slyth goes so still it’s unnerving. I’m not sure if I’ve pushed too hard but then he slowly moves forward, his eyes bright. “Starving.”
