“I...you’re not going to leave me here, are you?” I could probably get out of this but I’d rather not test it. He’s asking a lot of me right now. Feeling captive isn’t something I ever thought I’d enjoy after last year.
“Ask and I’ll untie you. We can stop at any point.”
I guess he really means it.
Then he slid between my thighs and went back to work. I’ve heard of tying people up during sex as a thing that exists but I never once thought about it happening to me. It’s as though everyone else has been taking advanced calculus while I’m still trying to master basic arithmetic.
I have to give myself entirely over to him. Trust him to find the ways I enjoy being touched—which, thus far, is everything he’s doing.
Fuck, I’ve needed this forsolong.
Lorcan dragged his finger downward, trailing my wetness into the space below my sex. I shivered and let my knees fall open wider.
“That’s it, Princess,” he growled, and I realized how tense I was. Lorcan dipped his fingers inside me, monitoring my reaction.
“What am I supposed to do?” I whispered hoarsely.
“Nothing. You don’t have to do anything. This is my time to learn you.” He brought his fingers up to my clit again, circling. “Figure you out.”
The way he did in Scotland. When we weren’t getting along. I’ve been perpetually behind the curve in learning what makes him tick.
Lorcan erased all thought from my mind when he stroked down the sensitive skin between my sex and the pucker of my ass, trailing my own moisture. He wouldn’tdare.
He didn’t, but he looked intently as he drove me to the edge, then left me hanging there while he explored a new area of interest with his tongue and his fingers. I’ve never been handled so intimately before. Not unless you count Dr. Wen, which wasn’t quite the same experience.
I moaned and tried to wriggle closer. Seeking what I needed while he teasingly denied me a second climax. I might technically still be a virgin but this is sex, no mistake about it, and I loved it.
“Lorcan, we don’t have all afternoon. Quit playing around.” I gave up hinting at what I wanted from him with wordless sounds of pleasure and tried the direct approach. Maybe Sas was right. “Make me come.”
Get inside of me, already. Give me the full experience.
He chuckled. “If that’s what you want.”
“What I do not want is to be left hanging like this when Queen Brenica comes back for me,” I pant.
“She won’t.”
“You sound very sure of that.”
“Tovian mentioned the soundproofing for a reason, Zosia. They know what we’re doing. Being reunited is celebrated among the Ansi.” Lorcan held my gaze as he moved back, licking gently and thrusting two fingers inside me. I whimpered, struggling against my restraints. I wanted to demand that he get naked and fuck me already, but I was too turned on to form words. When I come, I’m going to break in two. I’ll be wrecked and useless. I want it so badly—and he knows it.
I can command and plead all I want to, but here, I’m subject to his whims, not the other way around.
He really does get off on having the most powerful woman in Auralia yielding to him. Having me in his control.
The thought hits like a match strike, flaring and gone but leaving a brightening glow. Is he scheming to wield this kind of power over me all the time? How would he use it?
Lorcan wants me to trust him, and I do—but only so far. Not with the most vulnerable parts of myself.
“Come back to me, Zosh,” he murmured, crawling up my body and sucking my nipple between his teeth. I can’t clutch his hair. All I can do is arch into his mouth. My entire breast fits inside.
Once he decided to let me have what I needed, he gave it abruptly, with crooked fingers and short, hard thrusts. My vision blurred and sounds I’d never made before came out of me as successive waves crashed through my body. Spasms clenched my abdomen in ripples. I let go, falling into nothingness as my body pulsed around him.
When I could breathe again and my vision hazed back into focus, I was exactly where I started—lying on a bed frame padded with animal skins, the fur sticking to my sweaty skin, wrists bound. Naked, mostly. Too limp to care.
Lorcan kissed my temple.
“How are you feeling now?”
