“Jesus,” he finally muttered, his eyes lingering on my throat. He was still holding my arms out from my sides, and his grip tightened on my wrists as he looked me over like… like he’d never seen me before. “This really what you want, Noah?” Gage asked after a minute, his eyes darkening again as his superpower reactivated.
The snake flexed.
“I want whatever you want,” I said breathlessly, because it was true. It was always true. Always had been and always would be. That was how weworked.
Gage still had my wrists restrained, so I tilted up my head, showing off my collar to remind him. Well, also because I’d liked how fluttery I’d felt when he’d been staring at it before. Liked the wayhe’dlooked, too—the expression on his face—when his eyes had locked onto it just now.
“Noah…” he said, the word sounding more like a groan.
“This collar means I’m yourslavetonight,” I reminded him. “So, um, anything goes, right?” Everything inside me, not just my tongue, felt thick and slow and kind of wonderful now. “Total… um, total servitude. That’s what I won.”
Gage’s lips quirked up on the one side, the snake flexing underneath me again. “You won, huh?” he asked, his voice dropping into a low rumble that made the flutters in my belly migrate south and start doing inflationary things to my dick.
I nodded, my breath hitching in my throat as his thumbs stroked my wrists. He still had a tight grip on them, holding me in place. Keeping me exactly where he wanted me, just like he should, because I washis.
“Is that what happened tonight, Noe?” he went on, the deepening timbre of his voice causing more flutters. More inflation. “You were the winner?” His eyes latched onto my collar again. “And wearing that for me is your prize?”
I nodded again, suddenly feeling a little dizzy again... and liking it, even though it also made it kind of hard to think… or answer… or talk at all, really. That was okay, though. I didn’t have to worry about thinking right now, right? I didn’t have to worry about anything except doing whatever Gage told me to, because he was my master. We’d just agreed, and that was perfect. Everything wasalwaysperfect when he took charge, and what was more in charge than having us like… likethis?
“Tell me what to do,” I begged, suddenly able to talk again, because I had to.
I needed to know.
My head felt spinny and my limbs were heavy, and every part of me was suddenly warm from the inside out, and all I wanted—all Ieverwanted—was to make him feel as good as he always made me feel.
“Tell me what… what youwant, Gage. Please? You just… just have to tell me and… and you know I’ll do anything for you.” I licked my lips, my mouth suddenly dry. “I’myours.”
“Jesus,” Gage whispered again, something about the sound of that quiet curse making a slow, sensual excitement start to tunnel its way through all that deliciously heavy thickness weighing down my limbs.
I rocked forward, needing to… to becloserto him. He was still restraining me, though, so I couldn’t move very far, and somehow, that just made everything feel even better.
“Please?” I breathed out again, instinctively rolling my hips over the… the snake.
Gage’s abs contracted, a breath hissing out between his teeth as he stared up at me, but he didn’t say anything.
Then… he still didn’t say anything.
Then,finally, after a full minute of justlookingat me—
“Damn, Noah. You really want this.”
I nodded. Isodid. More than anything in the history of ever. Gage must have finally believed me, because he smiled, slow and dirty and… andamazing-looking, and something inside me that I hadn’t even known was dark suddenly blazed to life. It lit me up like I’d swallowed ten thousand suns.
“G?” I whispered, all those suns going supernova when he said—
“I think you meant to sayMaster, didn’t you? ‘Tell me what to do, Master.’ Let me hear you say it right, slave.”
“Master,” I repeated obediently, feeling all fluttery and breathless again. “Please… Please tell me what your slave can do for you, Master.”
Gage’s breath whooshed out and his hips jerked upward the moment the words left my mouth, the snake throbbing underneath me like it was suddenly made of steel.Moltensteel. Oh God. My eyes fluttered shut, my head tipping back as I rolled my hips and rode it, my body moving on pure instinct, like this was what it had always been meant to do.
“Fuck,” Gage gritted out. Then, “Look at me, slave.”
I snapped my eyes open right away, and he smiled up at me.
“That’s right. I’m in charge.” He let go of my wrists and popped the button on his jeans, eyes boring into mine as he added, “And you’re gonna be so good for me, aren’t you, Noah? Do everything I say, just like that, the minute I say it?
Someone whimpered.
