Page 450 of Reign

Then he steps closer. “Arms around me.”

My stomach flips.

I lift my bound hands over his head.

Luciano ducks beneath them until my arms settle around his neck, wrists trapped together behind him.

Well.

That changes things.

He’s restrained me without taking away the ability to hold him.

Or maybe I’ve restrained him too.

My smile must give me away.

“What?” he asks.

“You’re stuck with me now.”

Luciano’s hands close around my hips.

“Princesa, that hasn’t been a problem for a long time.”

The answer catches me off guard before I can decide what to do with it.

Then I notice his belt is gone.

The button of his pants is already open.

I look down.

Then back at him.

“You came in here prepared.”

“Yes.”

“Psychopath.”

“Probably.”

He unzips his pants and frees his cock.

My amusement disappears very quickly.

“Oh.”

Luciano spreads my thighs wider and drags me to the edge of the island.

“You keep saying that.”

“You keep giving me reasons.”

He drags the head of his cock slowly through the wetness between my thighs.

Once.