“Put it on.”
“But what does that have to do with Shibari?”
“You’ll find out.”
I do as I’m told. When I return, I realize he must’ve lit more incense, because the air feels heavier now—saturated, smoky, still.
“You’re gorgeous,” he says, eyeing my high heels and silky whitelingerie edged in lace. “Look at yourself,” he adds, nodding toward the mirrored wall across from us.
When I turn toward my image, I have to admit, I look good—like some diminutive Las Vegas showgirl.
High heels lengthen my legs and kick my ass up a notch. The demi-cup of my bra makes my breasts look larger.
“Come here.”
I go to his side, and Slayer unbuttons his robe and exposes his cock.
I inhale sharply. Slayer is a big man, so I figured he’d be generously sized everywhere. Yet he’s enormous. This is one thing the tabloids have right.
“Put your hand on me.”
As I kneel to touch him, he seems to grow tenfold under my hand.
“Kiss me.”
A slow thrill curls in my belly as I lower myself. I lick the head of his cock like a thirsty kitten.
“Oh, that feels so good,” the Dark Prince says.
His compliment sends heat rushing through me. I want to please him. So I lick and suck the head of his cock, still warm, still fragrant from the spa oil, pulsing in my mouth.
Finally, he lifts me to my feet. “Go stand in the corner.”
I move to where the sun streams in through the skylight.
“You’re bathed in light,” he says. “I wish you could see yourself.”
“Take a picture,” I say. “I’ll imagine myself a centerfold—guys eager to jerk off to me.”
A startled expression crosses Slayer’s face. “What a saucy mouth.”
“Yeah, well, you bring that out in me, Slayer. Shall we get started?”
“One moment.”
He crosses to a drawer near the bed and removes something.
A condom?A tingle of anticipation ripples through me.
But when he comes closer, I see that it’s a small pair of scissors—delicate, weathered, from another century.
Every nerve in my body tenses.What the hell is he going to do with those?“Slayer, what are you?—”
He cuts me off with a look. Dark. Sharp. Final. “No questions.”
Then he shrugs off his robe. His cock is longer, thicker, and harder than before—if that’s even possible.
Oh God.Can all of that fit inside me? Talk about baseball bats.
