Audrey squeaked as the arm behind her moved, taking away her support, so she fell back against the couch.
“Arms up above your head.”
Sucking in a breath, she obeyed.Her butt was still across his thighs, hot and throbbing on his lap, but her upper body was now stretched out on the couch, one of her legs on the other side, the other bent at the knee and hanging down over his legs.
All of her was exposed to him, although her legs weren’t wide enough for him to really be able to access her pussy.Audrey caught her breath and thanked her lucky stars for that when he reached across her to pick up the vampire glove and pull it on.It suddenly looked even more wicked than it had while it was lying innocuously across from her, as he flexed his hand and met her gaze.
There was a slight curve to his lips, a sadistic gleam in his eye that made her quail and want to whimper.Yet she held herself in position, waiting to find out what he was going to do to her.
Trusting him with her body.
But she still tilted her head back when the claws moved toward her face.
They landed just beneath her neck, over her collarbone, and Audrey whimpered as the sharp tips pricked against her skin and began to slide down between her breasts.Her nipples puckered, hardening, from the sensation, as if begging to be touched by the metal.Her body was just as messed up as her brain, apparently.
It felt like being scratched, so gently, but also with the knowledge that he could probably really hurt her if he wanted to.For some reason, that made it more exciting.
Then he lifted his hand and slapped the side of her right breast, making her cry out and arch upwards as the flat metal studs embedded in the palm of the glove impacted against her soft flesh.It hurt and made her throb, yet when the claws ran over that spot and moved to circle her nipple, she found herself panting for breath, squeezing her thighs together.She whimpered, holding as still as she could to keep him from accidentally stabbing one of her pointed nubs.
When he smacked her left breast, she was more prepared, yet that did nothing to stem the arousal that rushed through her as he circled her left nipple as well.
“Good girl,” Mason murmured, as the claws skimmed down to the undersides of her breasts, which felt ultra-sensitive to the pointed tips.If she writhed much more, she was going to end up falling off his lap—then he kept going, over the curves of her stomach and headed toward her pussy.
Oh God… he couldn’t possibly intend to use the claws on her pussy, could he?
They dipped lower, moving over her shaved mound, and her clit felt like it was aching, itching for his touch.Even if it did hurt.
“Spread your legs for me, cupcake,” Mason ordered.
She didn’t want to, but she couldn’t stop herself at the same time.She wanted to know how it would feel.
If curiosity killed the cat, then she was dying to know.
Her arousal had overridden her sense of self-preservation in the worst way.
Audrey spread her legs.
The fear, the nerve-wracking wait to see how much it would hurt, made her heart race faster, and she closed her eyes as the claws moved down over her mound.Tracing little circles.Making her wait.Making her writhe.
They slid down on either side of her pussy, against her outer lips, and she went utterly still to ensure that neither finger slipped.Her body hummed with nerves as she panted for breath.
Suddenly, his hand moved away, and she found herself being flipped over onto her stomach.The claws dragged over her heated buttocks, and she squealed, clenching and shuddering in surprise at the stinging lines being drawn on her skin.She’d been so caught up in the sensations on her front, she’d almost forgotten that her butt was hot and throbbing.She’d gotten used to it.
Right up until he was drawing attention to it again.
“Oh God…” Her hands clenched—no, her whole body did—when he found the sensitive spot just underneath her buttocks where the curve met her thighs.Her pussy pulsed between her thighs as she squirmed in place.“Oh…”
It tickled, it hurt, it was unbearably sensitive and yet arousing.
With a chuckle, Mason gave her bottom a couple quick swats, making her yelp as the metal bounced off her hot skin.
Ow, ow, ow.
Her whole body felt flush as he pulled her up onto his lap to straddle him.The heat in his dark eyes made her feel like a sexy goddess, despite the fact that her butt was probably cherry engine red, she was sure her hair was a complete mess, and her cheeks were still streaked from her tears.The way he looked at her made her feel beautiful.
Stripping the glove from his hand, he put it to the side, keeping his eyes on her.
“How do you feel, cupcake?”
