attention, until silk wrapped around her wrist and tightened. Turning her head, she discovered the rope used to draw back the curtains of her bed was looped around her, crimson against her skin. Levi moved to her other side. “Give me your hand.”
Without hesitation, excitement fizzing through the languid, hazy parts of her to set her body buzzing, she did as he ordered, and the other tie was slipped around her wrist.
“Feet apart,” came the next harsh-voiced order.
She moved.
“More.”
She widened her stance until she stood before him, legs spread, arms out, at his complete and total mercy.
“Good.” He stepped closer, lips hovering over hers but not touching. “The things I’m going to do with you…”
He brushed the back of one hand across her sensitized nipples, enticing, but not enough.
The word more trembled on her lips, but she held back, waiting to see what he’d do next.
What he did was touch her. Everywhere.
Everywhere but where she wanted. Soft, gentle caresses over every inch of her body—a brush over her shoulders, feathered across her collarbone, kisses to her fingertips, smoothing his big hands down her thighs and back up her calves to the spot at the back of her knees that sent her wobbly. As though he were memorizing her, worshipping her.
His warm breath followed, swirling against her skin, hovering over where she wanted to be touched, over breasts, nipples, over the curls at the juncture of her legs. Teasing bastard.
“More,” she pleaded, eventually unable to keep the word inside.
He stopped what he was doing, leaving his hands against her hips, the heat like a brand, and raised his gaze to hers.
“I’ll give you everything,” he promised, eyes serious and almost…worried. “But I don’t know your boundaries yet.”
Boundaries? None. Take me hard and fast.
“If I cross them. If I do something you don’t want—”
“I’m not shy about speaking up.”
His mouth tipped up on one side in a smile that she might’ve labeled adorable if it hadn’t been Levi. He smiled a lot, and so many different kinds, but every once in a while it caught her on the raw when his face transformed from the serious warrior, all cut lines and intensity, to something softer. More approachable.
“Fair enough,” he said.
She shivered at the dark promise contained in such innocuous words. Then gasped as he set his mouth to her clit and sucked.
Lyndi bowed against her restraints, head dropping back as every buzzing, throbbing inch of her zeroed in on one single spot. That hot as sin mouth doing deliciously naughty things to her body. His tongue twined around that nub, curling and pulling before drawing it into his mouth again. The sucking hit a rhythm, and it felt as though her blood oozed closer to him with each draw.
A tingling started up at the base of her neck, but before it could shoot down her spine and outward, he yanked his head back. Then, moving at a speed only supernaturals could claim, he had her unbound and turned around, hands flat on the mattress, ass in the air.
“No.” The protest sprung from her lips before she even realized she didn’t want it like this.
Immediately he stopped. Finger under her chin, he tipped her head so he could see her eyes. “No?”
She blinked at the emotions in his eyes. Lust, need, demand…and fear. Fear? Why?
“Not from behind,” she whispered. “It’s too…”
She was going to say impersonal. He’d laugh in her face if she said that. Or ask too many questions.
Before she could find a different word, he spun her back around to face him and had her pinned against the wall, his cock aligned at her entrance before she could catch her breath. “I’m going to try to go slow,” he promised through gritted teeth.
He pushed inside her, the thick shaft of his cock spreading her just as she’d known it would, with the welcome burn of stretching.
“Yes,” she hissed, wrapping her legs around him as he fed himself into her an excruciating inch at a time.
He paused, shoulders heaving with each controlled breath. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I want all of you.”
“Fuck.”
“Exactly.”
He pushed more, strong arms holding her up and against the wall without even a tremble, now pumping his hips in incremental thrusts, deeper with each.
But not deep enough.
Using her legs as leverage, Lyndi shoved her hips against him and he slid home, balls deep inside her, filling every fucking inch of her in the most delicious, pain-edged way. Every nerve in her body lit up as though an electric