Eli gave him a dirty look. “There is nosuch thing as watching that movie too many times.” Then he glanced at Wilderand me with a dirty gleam in his eyes. “I saw someone online talking about awicked anime version ofBeauty and the Beast. I haven’t found it yet,though. Don’t worry. I’ll tell you when I find it.”
Lane laughed but didn’t tell the naughtydrama queen he wasn’t interested, so I filed that information away for later.“So I’m basically the beast and I’ve captured my beauty?”
Roman was taking the shoot seriously, so itdidn’t surprise me when he responded like it was any other project. “I thinkthat’s a good way of looking at it. The two opposing looks that shouldn’t workbut do…it’s the theme of a lot of our fairytales and movies. This is just adifferent take on it.”
He started moving around the room gettingthe backdrop ready and fiddling with random things. I had a feeling some of itwas just designed to give Lane more time to relax. He was a little stressed outbut hadn’t pulled the plug. I had to keep reminding myself that he would tellme if it was too much, but it was hard.
He wanted it, but he wasn’t comfortablewanting it.
Eli looked like he was ready to step in andsay something outrageous again just to distract Lane, but I had a better idea.And one that was less likely to get Eli in trouble with Roman. The last thingwe needed was him getting a spanking.
“Come here.” Reaching out, I pulled Laneclose and tucked him against my chest. The fabric swirled against me as hemoved, but the leather pants I was wearing kept me from feeling it. But thesigh that whirled across my naked chest perked up nerve endings down my body.
“You like it? It looks okay?” One handwrapped around my back, but the other moved down to caress along his side. Hedidn’t seem to realize how tempting it made him look, swirling the nightgownaround him in a careless, romantic way that made him look even more innocent.
God, the pictures were going to bebeautiful.
“You look perfect. Sweet and sexy andalmost virginal like Eli was saying, but with this eroticism that’s going tocome through in the pictures.” He looked more than just okay.
Lane gave a low laugh that was almost agiggle and shook his head. “So you like it?”
I chuckled, but instead of just teasing himback, I changed my grip and tugged him up roughly. I braced him against me andpulled him so he had to rise up on his toes to stand. Instead of holding mysweet lover, I was now trapping my sexy captive, and I could feel him start torespond. “Are you teasing the beast? Is that really a good idea?”
Lane’s breath whooshed out of him, and hestared up at me silently for a moment, wide eyes making him look even moreperfect. He couldn’t seem to find the words. But instead of fighting, his backarched away, giving the impression that he was startled, but it also pressedhis cock against me, making it clear just how intrigued he was.
I could hear Roman grumbling that I was inthe wrong place, but instead of letting the mood fade, I dragged Lane acrossthe room like he was truly my captive. As we reached the backdrop where thelights were set up, Roman stopped fussing and focused on the pictures. I wasn’tsure what he was doing as he moved around silently adjusting things, but all Ifocused on was Lane.
His body arched into me, trusting me to keephim steady and safe. The nightgown went almost to the floor, but I knew the wayit clung to his ass, and the way his body curved against me, Roman would bepleased with the way it looked.
“Are you my captive beauty? Who do youbelong to?” I didn’t know if it was the way Lane was looking at me or just thefantasy of it all, but I felt rough and possessive like the beast who wasgetting ready to ravish the innocent he’d managed to capture.
Lane gave a breathless moan that was almosttoo low to hear and nodded. “You.”
Kissing him wasn’t really in the plan forthe photos, but I leaned down and barely let my lips graze his before pullingback. “I have a way for you to remember that, my beauty.”
A delicate shiver raced through him andanother low moan escaped. All I wanted in that moment was a way to capture notjust the expression on his face but the low, sweet sounds as well. Thecombination was intoxicating.
“Kneel for me then, my beauty.”
Fuck. He was…incredible.
As I lowered him to the floor, his body foldedunder him until he was looking up at me with the nightgown pooled around hislegs…the picture of erotic innocence. Eli must have realized what I wanted,because they appeared next to my hand without me having to look up from Lane’seyes.
The collar.
The leash.
We’d never play this way in real life, butjust for a few short moments, we’d pretend. I made slow, deliberate movementsto bring the collar up to his neck as Roman focused the camera, and Eli helpedadjust the lights in the background.
Lane kept his focus on my face and leteverything else fade away as the shoot continued. He sank into the role of mybeautiful, submissive captive with ease, and I wasn’t sure how much was him andhow much was just his abilities as a model.
When the collar was snug around his neck, Ibuckled the leash to the small ring at his throat. My sexy, innocent captivewas now my beautiful slave. Pulling the leash taut, I watched transfixed as hebowed his body and looked up at me like I was the most incredible thing he’d everseen.
I was his beast, but he didn’t want to run.No, he wanted to run his hands over every inch of me, even though hisexpression said he wasn’t sure what it all meant.
Fuck. The pictures would be incredible.
With every little movement that showed howaroused he was and the need that crossed his eyes, I wanted to pull him closeand take him right there. He was mine, and I would show him what it meant tobelong to his beast.
