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Nadzia eyed him, still agitated he’d restrained her. But her pupils were dilated and her breath had sped up when he bound her, so he knew she was willing to play his game.

“You bonehead, those are cat toys not sex toys,” she insisted as he trailed the fuzzy stick over one full breast, making her nipple poke against her shirt.

“Oh, I plan to use them on a pussy,” he goaded, though inwardly he was touched she’d made them to help with Tarsus.

Her mouth dropped open and he grinned at her incredulous expression, then used the stick to nudge up her skirt, tickling her thighs as he went.

“What do we have here?” he asked as he revealed the green panties hiding beneath her skirt.

The scrap of fabric was smaller than what she wore the night before. It was little more than strings, one splitting the lips concealing her sheath before it disappeared between the cheeks of her luscious ass.

“It’s called a thong,” she replied then tugged in a sharp breath as he teased her puffy lips.

“This color pink doesn’t quite match your lips,” he commented, rubbing the soft-tipped stick back and forth over her tender flesh.

Nadzia shook her head in disbelief as she trembled.

He used the toy to push aside her thong then spread her lips, revealing her pink hidden flesh, already glistening with desire.

“That’s more like it. Look, they go perfectly together.” He grazed her slit, spreading her moisture up toward the swollen nub at the top of her cleft.

Nadzia jumped and pulled in a breath each time he gently tapped the turgid bud. And the more he played with it, it appeared to swell, poking up from her folds.

“I’m fascinated by this little bead of flesh. It’s so accessible, right at the top of your cleft.” He salivated with the desire to suck it.

“Oh, I remember the rotten trick you pulled on my poor little clit in the hall.” She eyed him.

He chuckled at the aggravation sparking in her eyes.

“So that’s what you call this, your clit?” He nodded. “And thank you for confirming my well-placed knee hit its mark. I’ll make note of that.” He grinned lasciviously.

“I’ll show you a well-placed knee!” Nadzia shook her arms, still bound by the harness, while kicking her legs in frustration. “This is totally unfair. You’re such a rotten tease.” She looked down at his spurs sticking up from the waist of his suit.

Her struggle and terse words incited him. He’d hardly managed to tame her, but he expected as much, there was no taming Nadzia. However, she was totally at his mercy. He could do any depraved thing he wanted with her hands secured above her head. And the way she stared at his arousals, the dizzying scent of desire radiating off her said she’d welcome it.

Break me, he groaned and grit his teeth.

The primal side of him screamed he’d won the battle and should now claim his prize. He resisted the pull, demanding he climb on top of her and thrust into her hot little body. Still he was unable to drag himself away. If Nadzia touched him again, it would definitely push him over the edge.

“Don’t tempt me, ivory beauty. You’re my weakness and I’m this close to piercing you,” he warned, pinning her with his gaze as he knelt on the bed. “If that happens, I won’t ever let you go. You’ll be mine.”

“Fine,” she huffed. “But are you just going to torture me?” She glared at the fluffy stick in his hand.

She wanted release and he’d give it to her. There was nothing sexier than the sight of Nadzia straining with climax.

“Yes. And you’ll like it.” He dropped the stick and picked up the long flexible toy with smooth, bulbous ends.

“Aculus, you have seriousproblems,” she declared and kicked out at him while squirming to get away.

With a grin he captured her ankle. “No, my weakness, you have a problem,” he taunted, insinuating himself between her thighs so she couldn’t close them.

He speared a finger beneath one strap on her thong and with a flick of his wrist it snapped. The sight of her glistening lips flanking her weeping slit along with her engorged clit spurred him on. He ran the phallic toy over her intimate flesh, coating it in her desire, making very sure to rub her swollen clit with each up and down pass.

“You do this and I’ll get my revenge,” she warned as she started panting.

“Challenge accepted,” he groaned, his spurs aching when he pressed the toy into her trembling sheath.

Nadzia pulled in a deep breath as the end of the toy disappeared inside her. Her slit spasmed, sending a delicious flood of moisture pouring out around it. The sensitive bud at the top of her cleft quaked, begging for attention. He pressed his thumb against her clit and started making firm, concentric circles.