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“It’s too bad we didn’t go to Serpent’s Kiss tonight. I would have made sure to make you come so everyone could watch.”

Thinking about it had heat rushing between her legs.

He must have been able to feel her body’s reaction because she felt a satisfied rumble erupt from his chest. “You like that, don’t you? No worries, gattina. Soon I’m going to have you coming in front of the entire club. They’re all going to be watching as I make your pretty pussy sing.”

His words were barely able to sink in before his hand was gone and he was turning her around. He took hold of her forearms and held her still while he kissed her, his lips hard and demanding. She loved every minute of it. Now that she’d made her decision, she wanted to feel him filling her, surrounding her, making her his.

Before she knew what was happening, he was lifting her into his arms and carrying her to the bed. “What—”

“Hush.”

“But your leg—”

Alexander tossed her onto his bed and swiftly removed his clothes. “I will probably never be able to carry you up a flight of stairs, but a few feet to the bed I can manage. Now, where was I? Oh, yes.”

She propped herself up on her elbows and watched as he went to his dresser, knelt down, and opened the bottom drawer. When he turned around, he had a rope in one hand and something she couldn’t see in the other. Whatever it was, it was small.

“Give me your wrists,” he ordered.

Grace held her wrists out to him, palms up.

He flipped them over and began binding them together. By the time he was finished, she felt the beginnings of subspace coming on, that calm, floaty feeling she loved.

After checking to make sure the ropes weren’t too tight, he used the loose end to tug her toward him. He leaned down, pressing a kiss to her lips. It wasn’t nearly as aggressive as the last one, but still possessive. “I love you.”

The look in his eyes left her no doubt that was true. How had she gotten so lucky to find not one but two men in her lifetime that could love her so deeply? She hadn’t stood a chance. There was no way she couldn’t have fallen for Alexander. “I love you, too.”

He cupped the side of her face and brought their foreheads together. “I promise I will make you happy, Grace. I will do everything in my power to make sure you are safe and loved.”

“I know you will.”

One side of his mouth quirked up as he lowered his hand from her face and ran it down the length of her arm. “I’m also going to make sure you’re fucked senseless on a regular basis.”

And just like that, the air in the room was charged once more.

“Lie back and scoot yourself toward the pillows.”

She followed his instructions, using her legs to wiggle her body up toward the headboard.

“That’s good.”

Once she stopped moving, he reached above her head and secured the rope to the headboard. He checked her wrists again, and walked to the other side of the room. When he returned, he had a metal wheel with spikes on it in his hand. Grace tensed.

“Have you ever had one of these used on you before?” he asked.

She shook her head. “No.”

He spun the spikes around the wheel with his finger. “I figure since we’re going to be doing a demonstration, we should probably practice ahead of time with some of the toys.”

“Will it hurt, Master?” It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him. She did. Completely. But she’d never seen one of those things before and it looked painful.

“That depends on its user.”

Grace swallowed.

“Ready?”

“Yes, Master.”

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