My cock was thinking for me, not remembering she knew nothing about how the bonding was finalized. She wasn’t raised on Insuri. Didn’t know what I wanted or expected from her.
She thought we were going to fuck.
We were, but as custom dictated. A custom she knew nothing about.
“Is this because I’m queen?” she asked.
I shook my head. “No, because you are my female, and you lead our family now. You and me. Family Peigi.”
“Oh.” She paused. “So I tie you up because of that?”
“Because you take what you wish from my body. I’m offering myself to you without reservation, as is customary after a bonding ceremony.”
Her gaze raked down said body and my cock pulsed, then wept pre-cum.
“Okay.”
I glanced around, realizing I didn’t have any binds. But my shirt would do. Swiping it from the floor, I moved to the bed, climbed up upon it and settled with my head on the pillows. “Use this. Bind my wrists together and then knot it about the headboard.”
She stared. Didn’t males on Earth enjoy the pleasure of being bound and at their female’s mercy?
“Do not be afraid.”
“I’m not afraid.”
No, the way she was eyeing me didn’t hold a hint of fear.
“But Addan, I can’t get out of my dress myself. If I tie you up, then–”
She raised a very valid point. I popped up and went to her, spun her so her back was to me. My haste made her laugh.
Except the tiny buttons were hard to release. I grunted with my lack of patience, then growled as I pulled at the sides and ripped the dress open. Buttons pinged across the floor.
From there, I pushed the garment down, over her hips so it pooled in a big circular poof about her ankles. Yes, that dress would have been a deterrent. Now it was ruined.
I had zero regret.
She spun about and I took in what she wore beneath. Or didn’t wear. Her pussy was barely covered in a sheer panty that left nothing hidden. Including how wet she was for me. Her breasts were bare, the nipples hard little peaks.
I clenched my fists not to grab onto her. Not this time.
Settling into position on the bed again, I held out my white uniform shirt.
This time, she took it and climbed up beside me. I held out my arms and she bound my wrists using a sleeve.
Once secured, I raised my arms over my head.
Leaning over me, she added a second knot, this time ensuring I was bound and at her mercy.
Except her breasts were directly over my face. I might not be able to use my hands, but I sure as hell could use my mouth. Lifting my head, I latched onto a nipple and sucked.
Paige gasped, then moaned.
“Addan,” she all but begged.
Finally, I released her and she sat back. “What am I to do now?” she asked.
“Anything. Anything you want. I am your Resonant and I am at your mercy. My body is yours. My cock a tool for your pleasure.”
