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“I’m going to come just hearing you beg, Bunny. It’s so fucking hot.” I garbled out an unintelligible noise because he sucked my clit back into his mouth and was moving his tongue up and down over the tip of it in a way that made my shrouded vision go white. Like a rubber band snapping in half, my body pulled inward, and an orgasm so intense that it took over my limbs and mind, and probably my actual soul, rocked through me.
I broke in Kael’s mouth, shattering into waves of ecstasy that tore through me and made me think that maybe I’d been doing my own orgasms wrong this whole time. Because nothing had felt like this. Nothing had pulled pulsing waves of pleasure so intense from me that I slowly melted into a mess of sweat and exhaustion. “Oh my God,” I panted again. “Oh my God, Kael.”
“Take off the tie,” he ordered.
I reached up with shaking hands to remove the blindfold. When I did, I found two wolf-like, blue eyes watching me with the sharp gaze of a hungry predator. Kael had brought himself between my legs and held his muscled body over mine. “How many was that? Tell me out loud how many times you’ve come.”
“Two,” I whispered, a little in awe.
“Not a bad start,” he said, quirking his mouth off to one side.
It was only then I realized the vibrator was still going, and he had it in his hand. My eyes went huge. “Wait, Kael, I ca—”
Kael brought it right down onto my sensitive clit. I gasped, eyes closing, and head thrown back. I tried to reach down to stop him, but Kael sat back on his heels, still between my legs, and delivered another slap to my inner thigh that distracted me from the intensity of the vibrator on my sore clit. “Don’t tell me what you can or can’t do, Mattie. Your body is mine. The sooner you accept it, the better.”
I gripped the sheets with my hands off to the side again, gritting my teeth. “It’s too much, Kael. I can’t.”
“You have a safe word. Are you using it?”
I bit my tongue. He had the vibrator just off to the side of my clit, and the more he kept it there, the more the sharp intensity of it had eased, and the more I was craving it staying there. “No,” I bit out finally.
“Good girl. Then come for me again.”
Ibrought Mattie to orgasm twice more before I even thought about undressing. Watching her squirm and pant, eyes closed and features tight with need before they melted in euphoria was my eighth Wonder of the World. I could do it all day. I wanted to do it all day. But Mattie wasn’t really a sub—I’d thought she’d had some experience with this kind of scene play, but clearly, she didn’t. So, I wasn’t going to push her past her limits too far.
Although, the revelation that Mattie wanted to be submissive in bed was enough to tilt me entirely off my axis and throw my gravity out of whack. Apparently, a brat in the streets and a sub in the sheets was exactly my type, because I’d never craved a woman as much as I was craving Matilda Thorne. My need for her spread through my veins like an injection, sliding along my pulse and filling me with such burning desire, I was in danger of spontaneous combustion.
As she lay on my bed, boneless and gasping for air, I wiggled my arms beneath her and lifted her into a sitting position. Mattie’s eyes fastened on mine as I brought her bare breasts against my chest, and then I dipped down to claim her lips with a slow, teasing kiss. She sighed into it, melting in my arms and bringing her hands to rest against my neck. “Kael,” she murmured, pulling away to hold me captive with her wide, almond eyes again. “I want you.”
Fuck. Me. I’d just made her orgasm four times, and that’s what she had to say? I wanted that more than I wanted breath, but I had a job to finish first. I backed away, easing off the bed and sliding her across the dark blue sheets with me. When I stood between her spread legs, I took her hand and placed it against the pocket of my chinos. “Reach into my pocket.”
She cocked her head in question. I held her gaze, twitching my brows up meaningfully. Licking her lips, Mattie patted over the object in my pocket before slipping her fingers down to search for it. She pulled out the sheathed butterfly knife, and her throat worked as she held it between shaking fingers. The sleek, black metal glinted in the dim light that filtered through the closed shutters behind her.
I took it from her and with one deft motion, flicked it open. She flinched, trying to scoot away, but I cupped the back of her neck and held her in place. With me standing and her sitting on the edge of the bed, I rested the open knife on my flat palm and held it out to her. “Cut off my pants.”
Her mouth opened and she flicked a shocked look up to me. “What?”
I shifted the knife, holding it out handle-first. I released her neck and ran a finger along the dull spine of the knife. “This side isn’t sharp.” I hovered over the wicked sharp edge. “This is. You’re in control. Cut away my pants.”
She released a shuddering breath, shaking her head. “I’ll cut you.”
“You will,” I agreed, bending over to take her hand in mine. I placed her palm on the handle. “I don’t care.”
“No, Kael,” she argued, her voice trembling as badly as the rest of her.
I took her jaw in my hand and forced her gaze up to mine. “Now.”
Her throat worked, stretched taut as she swallowed. Her dainty fingers grasped the bite handle and safe handle together, and I flicked the latch closed to keep them locked. As Mattie took the knife in her fist, she stared at my pants uncertainly.
“Any day,” I prompted, folding my arms.
“Why are you doing this?” she muttered, looping the first finger of her left hand through my belt loop.
“Because you won’t tell me who hurt you,” I returned easily. “And you shoved me against a door and ordered me to make you feel again.”
“I didn’t want to feel this,” she whispered, bringing the tip of the edge to the side seam of my pants. “I feel sick.”
“You’ll feel what I want you to feel until you opt out, which you can do anytime. If not, then let’s go, Bunny. I want to fuck you until you stop thinking so hard. I can’t do that until you take my pants off.”
