Bewitch(18)

The floorboards in the other room creaked. Payne was pacing again. Did he feel as nervous as she did? She felt as though she was about to make a terrible mistake but it was too late now to stop herself. She wanted him. Needed this. She nibbled her lower lip and approached the closed door. She opened it a crack and peeked through to the other room and Payne. He looked troubled, his handsome features set in a dark scowl. How did women make men submit?
Her eyes shifted to the silver rope on the desk.
Another shiver bolted through her, hot from the thought of using it on him.
Payne distracted her. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, revealing his bare torso as he walked towards her. A good sign, surely? He wanted to do this too.
He turned his back and she tracked his fae markings with her eyes. The line of symbols ran up the underside of his forearms, curved over the outside of his elbows and snaked over his biceps to his shoulders. From there, they ran across the backs of his shoulders and joined above his spine. They followed the line of it down and ended in a diamond above his bottom, between two very sensual dimples.
Elissa had never seen anything so sexy.
She ached to touch them or run her tongue over them. He didn’t like it when she touched them though. Would he be angry with her? Elissa frowned. She was approaching this all wrong. He had sworn to submit to her for one night. A submissive didn’t get to be angry or pick and choose what she did.
She eased the door open, waved her hand and the silver rope wound around his wrists and up his forearms, binding them together behind his back. He growled and snarled, his fae markings flashing red and black, and turned on the spot. The moment his eyes found her, he fell silent and still, his chest heaving and muscles straining. The symbols inked on his skin flared in new colours, shades of red and dark pink. Gods, he was delicious.
She wanted to touch him.
Elissa slowly approached him, enjoying the way his eyes were taking her in, drifting over her. His pupils dilated, swallowing some of the grey and the sparks of blue and gold. She stopped before him and traced her fingers over his markings, following them up his right biceps and over his shoulder. His breathing accelerated and he strained against the ropes.
“They’re enchanted.” She smiled up at him. His eyes bore into hers, dark and hungry. “You can’t break them.”
He tracked her as she moved behind him, the blue and gold in his eyes brightening. Elissa held his gaze and cautiously lowered her mouth to his shoulder. She pressed her lips to the marks there. He closed his eyes and inhaled, his nostrils flaring and the cords in his neck tightening.
Elissa remained behind him and encircled him in her arms, laying her hands against his granite hard chest. She murmured low in her throat, unable to contain the jolt of pleasure that ran through her. Payne groaned and strained against the ropes again, causing every muscle on his torso to tense and delight her. She skimmed her fingers over the taut ridges of his stomach and bravely continued past the erotic dip of his navel, into the soft dusting of sandy hair that led downwards.
Payne sucked his stomach in and tensed.
She trembled and slid her hand into his jeans, cupping the hard, hot length of him through his underwear. He hissed through his teeth and bucked into her palm, thrusting his impressive length against her. Elissa bit her lip. She wanted to see it.
She rounded him and tackled his dark blue jeans, making fast work of his leather belt and the buttons. He didn’t tense this time. She glanced up into his eyes, surprised that he was letting her do this. His eyes were pure blue and gold. No wonder he was behaving himself. His incubus was at the fore and was probably enjoying the hunger that beat through her and controlled her actions. He was feeding on her pleasure.#p#分页标题#e#
Elissa grabbed his jeans and boxers, and shoved both of them down his thighs. His cock sprang free, hard and dark with need. Gods, he was big. She stroked her fingers down his length from tip to root. He groaned and his hips jerked, thrusting his erection towards her. She curled her fingers around him and he tipped his head back and swallowed, causing his Adam’s apple to bob. He groaned through his clenched teeth. She grazed her thumb over the sensitive crown, eliciting a dark growl of pleasure. A hot shiver chased over her and she did it again, his reaction to this bare caress empowering her and giving her the confidence to continue. He was enjoying this. She was too.
She twisted her hand and ran it down his rigid cock to cup his balls in her fingers. She fondled the heavy sac, teasing him, and he tensed, every delicious inch of him going hard. What was she supposed to do now? Payne was at her mercy and the thought of dominating him was becoming more appealing and thrilling with each passing second.