a moment he couldn’t respond. She was doing so much for him. He had been going to suggest she do a little research, but she was already one step ahead of him. His fingers settled in her hair and he massaged her scalp gently. “Don’t think you didn’t please me, Scarlet. You were magnificent.”
She turned her face up and kissed him again. “I’m so tired, Absinthe, I can barely move.”
“You’re going to be sore as well. I would have gone out to the hot tub, but you aren’t used to any of this yet. You’ll build stamina.”
“I want to. I was surprised when you used my name and I realized we weren’t going to continue all night.”
“You needed to rest and relax. Were you disappointed?”
She was silent for a moment, thinking it over in that way she had, a deliberate pondering. “I think so, a little, yes. I’ve never been that sexually aroused before, or had that feeling of safety and care. But I did want to ask questions and I was exhausted.”
He loved her answer. “That’s good that you were so aroused. I had Ice make the tails for you the moment I laid eyes on you. I haven’t had kitten play with anyone since I left Russia. I haven’t wanted to until I saw you. He’s very talented and he makes all kinds of toys. I gave him a large order and he’s busy completing it for us.” Deliberately he referenced his Torpedo Ink brother. Scarlet needed to know that she was safe not only with him, but with all of them. That would take time, but the feeling had to start somewhere.
There was a small silence again. “He knows about this kind of play?”
He rubbed his hand over her breast, cupped the fullness and rubbed her nipple. “Of course. We were all together at all times even during sex. We watched out for one another in order to keep from being killed. Ice is the only one I would trust to make me toys that wouldn’t hurt you.” He rubbed her nipple gently. “Jewels for you everywhere, but nothing that’s going to hurt you. He does incredible work. Don’t you think so?”
“The tail is beautiful,” she conceded. Her voice was reluctant.
“What’s wrong, miledi? You always need to tell me when something concerns you.”
“Will they see me like that?”
“Not unless you’re comfortable with it. You’re my kiska. This is our special place. If we’re here in our home and someone comes to visit and you want to go out and be shown off, then I’ll take you out of the room, but if not, then no. That will be your choice.”
Her entire body relaxed. She wrapped her arms around him. “That’s good then.”
“Do you think that you might ever get that comfortable as my kiska?”
Again, Scarlet didn’t just answer immediately, she thought it over for a long time. “I don’t know. Maybe. It’s pretty damn hot thinking about you leading me around with that tail. Would it make you hot?”
“As hell.” Just talking about it had his cock reacting, which was insane after the wild sex they’d shared. He put her hand over his growing erection. Fortunately, it was a pleasant feeling instead of an urgent demand. “Showing my sizzling little pussycat is part of the fun and is sexy and hot, especially if I have her all decked out in her finest jewels, but what matters to me most is that my kitten is happy and feels safe and secure, so having you here in the bedroom is enough. Also, it’s nice to have you sit quietly beside me while I’m talking with the others, my little kitten at my feet. You have to remember, we don’t respond the way others do to nudity or sexual stimulation. None of us do.”
“You never know, I might work up to that kind of confidence,” she said.
Under her hand, his cock jerked hard. He felt her lips curve against his chest. “Go to sleep, Scarlet. I’ve got club business to take care of tomorrow and then we’re sorting out Holden.”
“Do some people really put their kittens in cages, Absinthe?” Scarlett asked, her voice sleepy. She sounded curious, not judgmental.
He shut down instantly, slamming his mind closed, not wanting one image to chance escaping from his mind to hers.
“I said go to sleep.” He didn’t push at her, but his voice had naturally dropped into command octave. He even removed her hand from his cock, bringing it to his chest. His