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“Where the ever-loving fuck do you think I would go?”
Humming approval, he crossed the room. I noted he still had his jeans on, which was totally unacceptable. “That’s my girl,” he purred, and a lightness came over me, proud of myself for pleasing him. I wanted that again. To see how many times I could make him say it.
He pulled open a drawer from a large dresser and plucked out a piece of black fabric. I wanted to tell him to get naked already, but when I opened my mouth, he caught my eye and put a finger to his lips. Entranced with the devilish smirk and the way his muscles moved as he swaggered back to me, I kept my mouth shut.
He tied the fabric over my eyes, firmly around the back of my head. Before I could dissent the loss of my eye candy, he picked me up, coaxed my legs around him and kissed my neck. With the return to the heat of his skin against mine, his breath, his stubble, I couldn’t think. We seemed to be turning around and moving across the room, but I was focused on his tongue and lips sliding over my neck and shoulders, leaving a cool emptiness in its wake.
Until my back hit a solid wall.
My ankles were restrained too fast to stop him. With a sharp breath in, I pulled back, panicking. Unsure what he was doing to me, I tried to kick my way out, but my legs were buckled securely. “What’s going on?”
He had my torso pinned against the wall with his own, and held my arms above my head. His tongue slid over my lips. “Trust me, monstre. You’ll like it. I promise.”
Maverick didn’t know the extent of Ivan’s abuse. No one did. But he’d been good to me so far, and I didn’t want to be paranoid. Most men didn’t hold women prisoner as sex slaves. What was the chance it would happen to me a second time?
I swallowed, not completely sure I wanted to consent, but I didn’t want to say no either. He hadn’t done anything I didn’t like so far, and I was aching for more. He tied more straps around my knees and ass, then my waist. Once he strung my arms up, I couldn’t move more than a few inches in any direction.
I dangled vulnerably, suspended from the ceiling, legs akimbo, blindfolded and exposed. Completely at his mercy. It was on the list of the top three hottest things ever—and come to think of it, he held the title to all three.
It was terrifying, but what was he going to do, let a train of faceless men fuck me until it was his turn? I’d been there and done that.
At least I knew he would make me come.
Then, it occurred to me that I didn’t know if anyone else was in the room with us. Ivan used to pull me into a dark room to watch me get passed around and used by all his friends. Sometimes, I’d gaslight myself, try to convince myself I liked it. I could do the same here, if that’s what Maverick had planned, but I had to know what to expect if I was going to get my head in the right place.
“Who else is here?” My voice was small and wavering.
A warm tongue slid over my nipple, and his voice came out strong and gruff. “Who do you want to be here with us?”
I didn’t want the night to end, and didn’t know the right answer—the one that would make everything keep going—but I thought I’d hedge my bets. “No one in particular.”
“Then no one in particular is here,” he repeated, amusement ringing out in his voice.
“Tell me the truth,” I whispered.
“Trust me. Good girls don’t demand; they do as they’re told, monstre. Isn’t that right?”
My throat constricted in frustration and excitement, and my pussy wept for him. She remembered how he felt and was ready to rock, but if we were being watched, if he was going to share me, I wanted to know.
A hot broad tongue slid up my slit, and I cried out in ecstatic surprise, the sensations sending me spiraling to space. “Is that you?”
“Mmmm…” He slurped at my drenched, tingly pussy. It was his voice, and the relief sent pulsing waves of pleasure through me.
“Yes…” I bucked against his face, and he clutched my thighs, digging his fingers in tight.
He growled, swirling his tongue in and out of my wet hole and then trailing up around my clit, on repeat, over and over in a dizzying tease.
“Fuck, give me more,” I begged, already forgetting about whether we were alone in the room or not. I wouldn’t have even cared. I just wanted more of his talented tongue, but he pulled away. “No!”
His hot breath hit my neck then, and he rumbled into my ear. “Are you gonna be my good little fuck toy, Tess?”
“Yes. Please,” I begged, wishing I could touch him. He was the only person in the world I’d met that I could touch without trauma, and he had me strung up like a marionette doll.
The frustration and anticipation sent my nerves on fire.
“Do you remember your safe word?” My safe word? I didn’t think I’d heard right at first. I’d forgotten I had any control at all. “Tess,” he growled low. I nodded, whimpering. I didn’t want to stop him; I wanted more. I wanted him to make me come all over his mouth and then fuck me hard, how ever he wanted. “Then shut the fuck up and let me play with you.”
Out of nowhere, there was a pinch to both nipples, and I cried out loudly, letting my head fall to the side as the rest of my body went slack. The pressure from the straps against my flesh felt like safety and surrender. I’d never leave this place of worship and wonder. I’d stay and devote myself to my one and only sex god, if he’d allow it.
