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Drake's waist, pulling him down on top of her.
"Hey."
"Hey." He grinned and thrust against her.
"So that kilt…"
"Yeah?"
"Are you, ah, going Scottish underneath?"She waggled an eyebrow.
"Why don't you come find out?"
Her fingers skipped across his body, his arms, his chest, his stomach, finally parting his kilt at his hip and sliding inside. "I found your sword."Her fingers gripped his cock tightly, teasing his flesh.
"Ah ah ah," he gripped her wrist and pulled her from beneath his kilt. "Not so fast."The sash from her robe would work perfectly to suit his needs. He gave it a yank and pulled it free. Holding it between his teeth, he pinned her arms above her head.
"You think so?"He caught the wicked gleam in her eye half a second before her hips bucked, almost unseating him. With one hand, he held her wrists together.
She thrashed and arched beneath him.
Holding one end of the sash in his teeth, he wound it around her wrists, finishing it off with a snug knot.
He took the loose ends and wound them up her arms, crisscrossing until he ran out of sash and tied a final knot. "Shibari traditionally uses rope, but this'll work just fine."
Penny struggled with the binds. "If I can slide them down a little bit–"
"It's still tied around your wrists."He grinned and pushed her arms back above her head. "May as well just leave them there."
Penny experimented with her arms, lifting, twisting and finally lowering them. "I could still get up and run away."The threat was hollow.
"You could. And while it would be fun, think how quickly I'd catch you. We'll play hide and seek someday when you're not all tied up."Satisfied she wasn't going to run, Drake lowered his mouth to her breast. Penny arched beneath him, pressing closer. An arm beneath her back held her in place as he worked her. She smelled faintly of paint and turpentine, but also of the scent of their pleasure.
He explored her body with his mouth, the crevice above her collarbone, the valley between her breasts. His arousal spiked as hers surged through him, twisting in his stomach like a living thing. Goosebumps exploded on his skin, their combined pleasure more than his body could handle.
She lifted her bound wrists over his head, clutching him to her. His mouth moved languidly, covering each inch of skin until he reached her hipbone.
I don't think I can wait long to have you . He pushed her arms above her head again, pinning them to the floor.
Then don't.
Her voice in his head was startling, but her legs fell open, cradling him against her hips and he lost himself to sensation.
He shifted his kilt and lined himself up at her opening. The anticipation in his chest doubled and redoubled as his emotions played off hers. He eased inside Penny, relishing the tight grip of her walls on his cock. One slim leg wrapped around his hip, pulling him in deeper. He thrust again, swallowing Penny's moan with his kiss.
Her hips rose up to meet him, matching him thrust for thrust, locking her calves around his. Fragments of Penny's thoughts flitted through his mind, almost too quickly to grasp, so good... too much... almost...
He followed her lead, pushing his thoughts on her, You're mine, now, Penny girl. Mine.
Her guttural cry drowned out the rest of the world, her body milking his orgasm from him. He came in waves, heat and sparks exploding through him. His limbs numbed and he rolled to the side, cradling Penny against him. Her chest heaved against him and he hurried to untie her wrists, carefully massaging the reddened marks left behind.
As his heart slowed, so did her breathing.
"This 'hearing each other's thoughts' business is going to take some getting used to."
"It is."He nodded, sitting up to face her.
"So forever?"
"More or less."He pulled her into his lap.
"Wanna make the most of it?"
"Always."He threaded their fingers together and led her up the stairs to her waiting bed.
CHAPTER 1
The perils of vampyre life are few. We're raised hearing of the
"Hey."
"Hey." He grinned and thrust against her.
"So that kilt…"
"Yeah?"
"Are you, ah, going Scottish underneath?"She waggled an eyebrow.
"Why don't you come find out?"
Her fingers skipped across his body, his arms, his chest, his stomach, finally parting his kilt at his hip and sliding inside. "I found your sword."Her fingers gripped his cock tightly, teasing his flesh.
"Ah ah ah," he gripped her wrist and pulled her from beneath his kilt. "Not so fast."The sash from her robe would work perfectly to suit his needs. He gave it a yank and pulled it free. Holding it between his teeth, he pinned her arms above her head.
"You think so?"He caught the wicked gleam in her eye half a second before her hips bucked, almost unseating him. With one hand, he held her wrists together.
She thrashed and arched beneath him.
Holding one end of the sash in his teeth, he wound it around her wrists, finishing it off with a snug knot.
He took the loose ends and wound them up her arms, crisscrossing until he ran out of sash and tied a final knot. "Shibari traditionally uses rope, but this'll work just fine."
Penny struggled with the binds. "If I can slide them down a little bit–"
"It's still tied around your wrists."He grinned and pushed her arms back above her head. "May as well just leave them there."
Penny experimented with her arms, lifting, twisting and finally lowering them. "I could still get up and run away."The threat was hollow.
"You could. And while it would be fun, think how quickly I'd catch you. We'll play hide and seek someday when you're not all tied up."Satisfied she wasn't going to run, Drake lowered his mouth to her breast. Penny arched beneath him, pressing closer. An arm beneath her back held her in place as he worked her. She smelled faintly of paint and turpentine, but also of the scent of their pleasure.
He explored her body with his mouth, the crevice above her collarbone, the valley between her breasts. His arousal spiked as hers surged through him, twisting in his stomach like a living thing. Goosebumps exploded on his skin, their combined pleasure more than his body could handle.
She lifted her bound wrists over his head, clutching him to her. His mouth moved languidly, covering each inch of skin until he reached her hipbone.
I don't think I can wait long to have you . He pushed her arms above her head again, pinning them to the floor.
Then don't.
Her voice in his head was startling, but her legs fell open, cradling him against her hips and he lost himself to sensation.
He shifted his kilt and lined himself up at her opening. The anticipation in his chest doubled and redoubled as his emotions played off hers. He eased inside Penny, relishing the tight grip of her walls on his cock. One slim leg wrapped around his hip, pulling him in deeper. He thrust again, swallowing Penny's moan with his kiss.
Her hips rose up to meet him, matching him thrust for thrust, locking her calves around his. Fragments of Penny's thoughts flitted through his mind, almost too quickly to grasp, so good... too much... almost...
He followed her lead, pushing his thoughts on her, You're mine, now, Penny girl. Mine.
Her guttural cry drowned out the rest of the world, her body milking his orgasm from him. He came in waves, heat and sparks exploding through him. His limbs numbed and he rolled to the side, cradling Penny against him. Her chest heaved against him and he hurried to untie her wrists, carefully massaging the reddened marks left behind.
As his heart slowed, so did her breathing.
"This 'hearing each other's thoughts' business is going to take some getting used to."
"It is."He nodded, sitting up to face her.
"So forever?"
"More or less."He pulled her into his lap.
"Wanna make the most of it?"
"Always."He threaded their fingers together and led her up the stairs to her waiting bed.
CHAPTER 1
The perils of vampyre life are few. We're raised hearing of the
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