A black eyebrow elevated. “Worried I’ll use it against you the way you did me, Maximus?”
“Frankly, yes.”
“So little faith.” She made a tsking sound. “The collar won’t really be charmed. You’ll be pretending. I would never do that to you.”
Subtle, but he got her point. He’d charmed her to his will without regret, but when the tables were turned hers was for pretend…and for a higher purpose. “Very well. I consent to being ‘charmed’ by you.”
The fucking truth because he’d never allowed anyone to parade him around like a Goddamn pet before. Pride rebelled against the notion, but he’d degrade himself in front of others for her or Gabriel. If it meant keeping her safe, he’d do just about anything.
Chapter Twenty-One
Kat infused magic into the collar Maximus would wear. Just enough mojo that anyone would believe Sameya had actually charmed a vampyr since she couldn’t serenade one, but not enough to force him to do her bidding if he wasn’t so inclined.
Black, just like the clothes he wore, she ran her fingers over the soft leather as she peered up at him. “If there was any other way, I’d—”
Maximus dragged her against his chest and devoured her mouth in a hot, wet kiss. With his tongue in her mouth curling around hers, he palmed her thigh, slid his hand to the back of her knee, and hooked her leg around his hip. His erection pressed against her pussy, and she moaned into his mouth. The collar all but forgotten, she slid her fingers into his hair and clung to him.
She groaned a protest when he ended the embrace. With his mouth skimming hers and kissing the corners of her lips, he said, “Do it now before I change my mind.”
Sameya blinked, having trouble adjusting from arousal to reality.
“The collar, naleah. My vampyr is protesting, so put it on me immediately.”
Kissing him, she shifted her hands out of his hair and touched the ends of the leather together. The magic imbued into the object did the rest, fusing it into one cohesive piece. She hooked her finger in the ring at the front of the collar. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me yet.” Bright green flashed in his eyes, evidence of the vampyr’s wariness. “I’m contemplating how hard I’m going to fuck you when Gabriel and I have you alone again. If I should dominate you, make you beg for release, or if I should allow you to come at all.”
A tiny gasp parted her lips. He went on, describing what he intended.
“I’ll peel your clothes off your body. Give me permission now to disrobe you.”
She bit her bottom lip, uncertain if she should grant his wish. What he described, along with the visions of losing control with him, might send a thrill through her belly, but that was fantasy. The reality might be different…particularly if he found a way to stop her from climaxing.
His voice lowered, turned darker. “Sameya, grant me permission.”
While she’d retrieved her clothing, they’d packed a bag and Kat had created collars for the three of them. Her attire couldn’t be removed without her consent. “Per-permission…granted.”
“Afraid I’ll abuse my power, naleah?” Maximus ran his thumb back and forth along her jaw, his contemplation intense.
“A little.”
He leaned forward, nipping her lobe with his fangs. Then he pressed his lips against her ear and whispered so no one else could hear. “Once naked, I’ll bend you over, have you spread your legs so I can dine on your pussy and ass. Then I’ll ram my cock inside you so hard you’ll scream. Should I let you climax?” She would’ve nodded, but he fisted her hair, halting her movement. “I’ll have to consider if you’ve earned the right to come or if I should punish you because you insist on endangering your goddamn life.”
Appalled he’d prefer she not aid her Empress, Sameya jerked backward, but he held her tight.
“As difficult as your request is for me, I submit to you now.” He pulled back enough to catch her gaze. “But later you must submit to me.”
“Gods, Maximus.” She shivered and he smiled, one that suggested he knew how aroused she’d become by his proposal. Would she really allow him to do all that he said? Certainly not!
Rattled by what he’d detailed and her body’s reaction, she faced Gabriel quickly. The knowing lopsided grin he wore hinted he’d heard Maximus. He confirmed it with, “If he doesn’t let you come, maybe I will.” She inhaled slowly as he stepped closer, his turn to whisper in her ear. “Or maybe I’ll settle for finger-fucking you while he eats your pussy.”