Tired of this conversation, I slip off the table and head towards the door.
“Where are you going?” His warning tone does nothing to cool the arousal still burning in my core.
“I’m going to bed.”
“Dahlia,” he snarls. I open the door, but a hand slams it shut. Twisting me around, he traps me against the door. “You will not leave when I am talking to you.”
“I want to go to bed.” I hug my exposed chest. “Let me go.”
His hungry gaze trails down my figure. “You wish to sleep?” I tense as his hand captures my rear. “Are you certain?”
“Yes.” I don’t look at him. I can’t trust myself not to give in if I do.
Tauren growls softly. “Very well.” I’m thrown over his shoulder like I weigh nothing at all.
“Stop it! Put me down!” I slap my palms against his back, but the bastard ignores me, marching through his chambers with ease.
Eventually, we arrive in his bedroom and he places me against the bed, somehow gently despite my kicking and screaming. He leaves my side for less than a minute before returning with something that makes my insides churn.
“What are you doing?” I protest. A thick black rope trails from his hands, which he uses to bind mine to the headboard.
“You told me you wished to sleep,” he explains. “If you stayed up all night touching yourself, you would not be sleeping.”
I almost kick him, but after last night’s whipping I know better.
Once my wrists are secured, he removes the collar from my neck and tucks me between his bedsheets. Before leaving, he lowers his lips to my ear. “If you grind your needy cunt on these sheets I will know. Your arousal is like chocolate to me, human.” He uses his magic to make the heavy curtains close before he walks away, leaving me alone in the dark.
25
TAUREN
Leaving my wife in the bedroom, as needy as she was, was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Harder than the throbbing mass beneath my belt, which makes every step painful against the stone floor of my meeting room. I sent a guard to bring Kennix here for two important reasons.
One, so I can hear if there’s been any progress with tonight’s patrols at Elheart’s palace.
And two, to give my starving cock enough time to relax itself so I don’t turn completely feral the second I return to my wife’s side.
I could see the way she wanted me before I left her in my bed. The heavy rise and fall of her chest. The way her lashes fanned against her blushing cheeks. She’s lucky I have morals and didn’t take her against the door like both our bodies wanted me so badly to do.
Next time she provokes me, I may not feel so kind.
“Lord Tauren?” Kennix’s voice cuts through me.
Clearing my throat, I turn to him. Leather armour hugs his arms and chest, and his hair is mussed from the ride. He must’ve just returned from the patrol.
The solemn look in his eyes tells me exactly how tonight’s trip went.
“You still haven’t found a way in, I presume?” My voice is gravelly.
“No, sire.” Kennix swallows. “The wall is completely intact. I’ve personally travelled around it twice now. It would not be possible for a demon to pass through.”
Turning away, I press my palms into the round table. “And we’re certain it’s still infused with salt. Even around the entrance?”
“Yes. I tried walking through it in shadow form and the pain was unbearable.”
I glance back at him. Sweat glistens on his forehead, and there’s a grey tinge to his skin.
He must’ve pushed himself to his limit.
