Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 109696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
“What’s happening?” I start to scoot back until I feel the cool wood of the headboard.
“I’m gonna tie you up.”
RYDER
Present
Disciples’ clubhouse
Burbank, CA
As soon as Blade saw Eve down at the pool with Julianna and Dolly, he left the conference room, demanding we all be on time for the fucking party tomorrow.
Axel and Rip left with him, claiming they had to go to the dispensary, but the truth is none of them know how to deal with me, so they’re steering clear.
Edge was the only one who stuck around long enough to pat my shoulder and say, “I’ve been their man.” Then he left, shaking his head as if I’m fucked. Instead of waiting for Frosty, I came upstairs to check on Julianna and grab a file.
I barely got my door open when I knew she was getting herself off. Didn’t need my erection to tell me my jewel was disobeying me and masturbating. Christ, I almost pulled her out by the hair and shoved my cock down her throat. Instead, I watched her. Watched her long, graceful neck arch back as she rubbed her clit, cursing me yet caught in her obsession of me.
The Cindy thing is not something I’m participating in right now. One fire at a time. I text Frosty I’m gonna be late.
He doesn’t care. It’s only 2 PM and still early for him.
Reaching into my drawer, I pull out some soft rope. It’s been years since I’ve tied a woman to my bed. When I was in my early twenties, I used to all the time. It was fun, but now it’s too intimate, requires trust, and to be honest, I haven’t cared enough about anyone to participate in rope play.
“What’s happening?” She scoots back, hitting the headboard.
“I’m gonna tie you up.”
“What?” Wide-eyed, she watches me like I’m exactly what I am.
A killer.
I hold her gaze and walk to the bed. “Hand,” I demand. Her eyes narrow, but she gives me a delicate wrist. I look down at it, so tiny in my large hand, I could snap it in two. Anyone could, and that wave of protectiveness takes over. She shouldn’t be in my life. She wasn’t bred for it.
I rub her wrist—her pulse beats rapidly as that sense of déjà vu takes over.
No matter how hard I try to push her away, it’s a losing battle. Our souls were entwined from the start.
“Ryder?”
Her voice prompts me to look at her, and I almost ask if she feels it too. But I don’t need to. I can sense she does. Maybe not to the extent that I do, but it’s there. I push it aside and tie her wrist to one post.
“How many women have you done this to?” She sounds unsure, like I’ve made her uneasy.
“A lot.” I smirk, reaching for her other hand.
“What?” Clearly that wasn’t what she wanted to hear. She looks at her wrist.
Christ, my cock is ready to jet off, and I haven’t even started yet. “If you keep struggling, you’ll get bruises.”
Her eyes shift to mine. I toss my cut and shirt on the chair, then kick off my boots. Panting slightly, she’s clearly nervous yet aroused. Her tight, hard nipples stand erect, waiting for me.
Standing over her, I unbutton my pants and let that feeling take over the room, cocooning us in our own world.
Adrenaline.
Power pumps through my blood as desire takes over, blocking out all reason.
“Open your legs,” I command, looking down at her. She shivers, and tiny goose bumps appear on her arms and legs. I kick off my pants. my hard erection extending past my abdomen.
“Julianna, if you don’t open those legs and show me that wet cunt, I’ll tie your ankles too.”
Her eyes dip to my cock. “Don’t I need a safe word?” Her voice is all breathy.
“No, baby.” I grin. “You’re never safe with me.” Her eyes meet mine and I see the change in them. “Or maybe it’s the opposite. I’m always safe with you.”
Her legs gracefully slide open, like she’s some fucking goddess offering herself to me. I want her like this every day, tied to my bed, waiting for me. Her hands bound, her body flushed.
I kneel on the bed and latch onto a tight, hard nipple, sucking and licking it until she moans and arches into my mouth.
“Ryder.” She pulls at the ties. “I want—”
“It’s good to want, Bellezza.” I blow on her erect bud, then move to the other nipple as she groans loudly. Reaching down, I fucking rub my cock up and down as I suck on her tits.
“I think I’m going to—” Her head arches back and I bite her nipple, then watch her jerk and come undone.
“Ryder,” she screams.
I lean forward to shut her up with my mouth, my tongue thrusting in, twisting with hers as she tries to arch her greedy cunt toward my cock. When I lift my head, her eyes are almost slits.