Page 110 of To Save a Kingdom

She frowned as he slid down her body, planting kisses down her stomach to her navel as he worked himself free.

“El!” She reached for him, but the ropes secured her arms firmly in place.

His fingernails brushed down, past her knees to her ankles as he stood. “Spread for me, My Queen,” he ordered, pinning her with his gaze as he held up two more lengths of rope.

Her eyes flicked to the two posts on the bottom of the bed. Really? “I don’t think—”

He shook his head, interrupting her. “Until you pull the slip knot, I’m in charge. And I said relax and let me take care of you.”

Aliya’s throat went dry as every muscle in her body went instantly liquid at the promise in his gravely voice. “Okay.” Licking her lips and hoping the dim light hid the heat creeping into her face, she spread her legs.

His focus zeroed in on her core, exposed to him. “Have I told you today how beautiful you are? If not, I’m an idiot, because you’re perfect.” Taking a deep breath, he blew a thin stream of cool air onto her center.

Aliya’s nipples hardened as she pulled against the bindings securing all four of her limbs. “Stop teasing.”

“Do you know how long I’ve waited, to have my queen splayed before me like my own, personal buffet?”

She furrowed her brow as she studied first his face, then the ropes holding her feet.

“How I’ve fantasized about being able to take my time with you, to show you how incredible you are?”

She wiggled her hips side to side, as if the movement would provide any relief from the heat boiling in her core threatening to combust every nerve ending in her body. “I think you must have some very,” she swallowed, “interesting fantasies.”

“Mmm.” He agreed, kissing the arch of her foot as he traced his hands up her ankle until he was massaging behind her knee.

Her muscles clenched, sending a new wave of fire through her. Who knew that area could be so erotic?

“I can’t wait to show you each one of them, My Queen.” His lips followed, raising bumps up her leg.

“I’ve changed my mind,” she said, swallowing another moan as he circled so slowly up her inner thighs to where she ached for him.

“Oh?” His mouth ghosted along behind.

“I like it more when you call me ‘my queen’ rather than ‘sweetheart.’”

“Good to know,” he rumbled before dragging a fang across the crease between her hips and thigh. His fingers finally entered her folds, coming away wet as he groaned. “All this, for me?”

“Well, what do you expect?” she asked. “You’ve been teasing me for hours.” An exaggeration, but he’d get the point.

He chuckled, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through her. “Oh, you have no idea how many hours I could tease you, or how much I’d enjoy it.”

She bared her teeth. “If you don’t give me an orgasm soon—” Her words cut off as he slid two fingers into her. Her back arched off the bed. Aliya grabbed the ropes binding her wrists, careful not to touch the release loops, and pulled.

Elessan’s gaze whipped to hers, probably to check to make sure she wasn’t freeing herself. One corner of his lips turned up as dark mischief sparkled in his eyes. “Or you’ll what,” he paused, curling his fingers to hit a spot deep inside that sent pleasure ricocheting through every fiber of her being, “My Queen?”

By the mages, she was going to come from the way he said her title alone…

She gasped and bucked as he plunged in and out, the friction ratcheting up the tension that had each muscle in her body trembling, begging for release.

Bending his head, he sucked her clit into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it.

His name tore from her throat as ecstasy ripped through her. White lights sparkled at the edge of her vision.

As the waves began to subside, Elessan twitched his fingers inside her and scraped one fang across her clit, spinning her into another orgasm.

Then he did it again.

And again.