Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 102970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
“Yes,” I croak out. Why does my voice sound hoarse? My throat is sore. My body tenses again. I’m riding another wave. I don’t want it to stop. Ever. I’d be his sub if this meant being strapped to a table. His voice gets farther and farther away, but I always say yes. I always want more.
TITAN
Turning off the wand, I place it on the stand next to the table. I undo her wrists first, then her neck, hips, and ankles and pick her limp body up off the black leather. She shakes uncontrollably in my arms. If I hadn’t just watched her come six times, I would say she’s having convulsions. She’s covered in sweat. Her eyes are closed, and she’s gasping for each breath. She kept telling me yes. To the point she was going to lose her voice from all the shouting she was doing.
Entering the bathroom, I place her in the large Jacuzzi tub that sits in the center of the large room and turn on the water. When it’s the temperature I want, I quickly undress. Climbing in behind her, I lean her back against my front. I pick up the cup next to me and fill it with water before pouring it over the front of her.
She moans, and her head falls to the side. I check her pulse. It’s racing. Maybe I pushed her too hard.
“I’m okay,” she whispers, reading my mind. “I could have … kept going.”
I snort. “You were about to lose consciousness.”
She gives me a faint smile. “So worth it.”
Opening her eyes, she looks around the dim bathroom aimlessly. She lifts her hand, wrapping her fingers around the steel eye hook that is on the inside of the tub. “That’s a weird spot for a towel hook,” she muses.
I laugh. “That’s not to hang towels on.”
“What then?”
“It’s for water play.” Everything in The Palace is set up for dominance. Nothing is for convenience. It’s for total domination.
“Oh.” Her eyes light up. “I wanna—”
“Absolutely not,” I interrupt her. “How do you feel?” I get serious.
“Amazing.”
“Sore?”
“In the best way.”
I kiss her hair. It’s knotted in the back where she struggled with her neck being restrained. “Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up and into bed.”
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I wake to the sound of a vibrating noise. I yawn, wondering what time it is. This room doesn’t have any windows for a reason. And after we finished in the tub, we passed out. It isn’t being used until tomorrow, so we just stayed here. I knew she needed the rest.
I hear the noise again and realize it’s my cell vibrating, and I get out of the bed and dig it out of my jeans on the floor. Noticing it’s almost nine in the morning. I never sleep in. I’m ready and sitting at my desk by six-thirty every day. This casino doesn’t run itself.
I open up my emails and scroll through them, responding to the ones that need immediate attention. I send Bones a message that I will be down in about an hour. My phone vibrates in my hand with a new email, and I read over it.
Titan
I need a date for my annual company party. It will be on my yacht off the coast of Hawaii. Next week. I would say the duration will span across three days. Given time for flights and event. I want to reserve Emilee.
I run a hand through my hair and look over at her sleeping in the bed. Her naked body tangled in the black silk sheets. She’s on her side, facing me. Her eyes are closed as she breathes deeply. I don’t mind her being a Queen as long as I know the situation she is in and she’s not out of reach for me. A date night here at one of our many steakhouses? Sure, I’d let her do that. A date on an island, while on a yacht with a client that I know prefers to fuck his queen? Absolutely not.
I write out a quick response.
I’m more than happy to secure you a queen for the event. Unfortunately, Emilee is unavailable at that time.
She’s mine, and I don’t plan on sharing her with anyone. Other than occasionally with Bones because that is what she wants.
“Morning.”
I place my phone back in my jeans and crawl back into the bed, pulling her into my side. “Good morning, gorgeous.” I kiss her forehead.
She smiles. “I could get used to this.”
“What is that exactly?” I ask.
“Endless amounts of orgasms and waking up next to you.”
Me too. I hate to admit that I’m already falling for her. I knew it would happen, but if I’m being honest with myself. It was why I wanted her all those years ago, there was just something about her. When she turned me down, it just made me want her more.