“That’s not my plan.” Tying the belt around the robe, she glanced back over her shoulder. “Not yet.”
Then she walked out of the bathroom.
Just like that.
The door closed behind her.
I widened my eyes at her audacity.
No one left the Dragon, naked in a fucking tub, cock hard and full of cum, mouth begging like a goddamn slave.
No. One.
“Oh, Tora.” I flexed my wrists and tugged, feeling the leather strain. “Leaving me alone. . .that was your first mistake.”
The corner of my mouth curled.
I rolled my shoulders, yanked and tested the restraints some more.
The cuffs were solid, good leather, and reinforced. Whoever had chosen them, they did so for durability. But leather had memory too, and I’d already begun to stretch it.
Hmmm.
I twisted one wrist, testing the give some more.
It bit back.
The edges dug into my flesh.
The Dragon inside me stirred, angry and horny. The beast rose to the surface. Not the one that bowed to her in the water, but the one that always demanded its own hunger and loved to bare his teeth.
We’ll see, Tora. We’ll see.
Chapter thirty-six
Domspace
Nyomi
My heart hammered in my chest as I rushed away.
Oh my God. We did it, and everything worked out.
Fast, I left the bathroom, crossed the bedroom, and hit the hallway. I didn’t want to leave Kenji alone for too long, but I had to make sure we were still on the right path. Plus. . .I was getting super lightheaded and I had no good reason why.
Cool air slapped my wet skin.
As soon as I stepped into the hallway, Hiroko blinked her eyes and quickly stood from her chair. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It all went well.” By now, I was panting.
“Is he still in the tub?”
“Yes.”
She shrieked. “Fully bound?!”
“No. Just his wrists. His ankles are free. I followed your rules.”
