Page 129 of Conquered

“Yes, what?” he probes, raising one of his brows.

“Yes, sir,” I say obediently. I love this side of Kai, and it gets me hot as all hell.

“Tell me what it is, Lilly,” he whispers, a long finger tracing down the side of my face.

“Red,” I reply, licking my bottom lip. His gaze catches on the movement, his nostrils flaring.

“Good.” He reaches for the zip on my coat, undoing it, then takes it off me, lying it on a rock next to us, before reaching for my red wool jumper.

“Kai, what…” I begin, stopping when his head snaps up, and he looks at me with a frown.

“Did I say you could speak?” he asks, his voice hard, making my thighs clench. I shake my head. “Arms up then,” he orders, and I obey so that he can pull the garment up over my head, placing it with my jacket.

He untucks my long-sleeved top from my high-waisted fifties-style jeans, before pulling that over my head too. Goosebumps erupt over my skin as the cold air caresses it, my nipples hardening to points in my pink lacy bra.

Reaching into the back pocket of his jeans, he takes out one length of silk.

“I'm going to put this around your eyes, Lilly. If at any point it gets to be too much, say ‘red’ and we stop,” he tells me, waiting for my nod, before stepping around me so that he's facing my back.

Anticipation makes me breathless as he lifts the silk over my head, placing it in front of my eyes and plunging me into darkness. I gasp as suddenly my other senses are heightened tenfold. I can hear the bubble of the spring, some birds chirping nearby, and the creaking and groaning of the trees all around us. I can feel the cold breeze dancing across my skin, and I shiver, even though I feel like I'm burning on the inside. The feel of the knot at the back of my head being tightened makes me moan aloud.

I startle slightly when Kai's fingers alight on the clasp of my bra, unhooking it and helping to guide it off me. I feel his warm body move, leaving my back exposed to the frigid air as he comes around to my front. Seconds later I feel the button on my jeans pop open and hear the zipper being undone.

He reaches for my hands, placing them on his muscular shoulders, then he brings my foot up onto his knee, and starts unlacing my boot. Taking it off, then my thick sock, he carefully places my bare foot back on the cold stone before doing the same to the other foot. I feel a tug on my hips as he takes my jeans down, leaving me wearing nothing but a pink thong and a red blindfold. I hear a sound of appreciation, before feeling his warmth along the front of my body once again.

He grasps my wrists, bringing them together in front of me.

“Hold them there,” he orders.

The brush of silk makes me gasp as he wraps a length around my wrists a couple of times. It then feels as though he’s knotting the silk, gliding it between my wrists before tying it off.

I’m fucking panting.Who knew being blindfolded and tied up was so hot?!

“You okay, Lilly?” he asks. He still hasn’t given me permission to speak, so once again, I nod. “Good girl,” he praises, and I swear I feel a drip slide down my inner thigh at the pleased tone he uses.

Letting go of my wrists, I hear the thud of what I think are his jeans and boots, then the rustle of a condom packet opening. Moments later, his warmth is back, burning me everywhere our naked bodies touch.

“Arms up, Lilly, and place them around my neck,” his voice commands.

It’s deeper than usual, telling me just how much he is enjoying this. I do as he says, his hands guiding my arms, then feel his arm sweep under my knees as he picks me up, bridal style.

He starts walking, and I begin to feel warm tendrils of air caressing my body as we move closer to the spring. I can’t help squirming in his arms, trying to get closer.

“Keep still,” he orders firmly, and I do as he says, stilling at once.

I hear the gentle splash of his feet as he wades into the water, gasping as he goes deeper and I feel the warmth against my own skin. It’s at the point where it’s almost too hot, perfect with the cold air playing across my exposed skin. He gently sets me down on a flat rock so that the water is just tickling the underside of my thighs, leaving my torso above the hot water.

“Do you feel the cold air playing across your skin?” he asks in a low melodic voice. “You can speak.”

“Yes, sir,” I whisper, groaning as I feel his fingers start to tickle over and around my breasts, avoiding my nipples, leaving me squirming and panting.

I gasp loudly as I feel a hot mouth cover one nipple, and he pinches the other hard between his fingers, sending tendrils of pleasure spiralling to my core, and my cunt flutters. He releases his assault to bite up my breast and the column of my neck, claiming me and marking me as his.

I can feel him hard and naked in between my legs, pressed up against my lace covered centre and the almost contact is driving me wild, making me buck against him in a bid for more.

“I want to mark every inch of this perfect skin, Lilly,” Kai says, voice raspy, as if it’s taking a great effort to hold back.

“Please, sir, I need more,” I beg, and I would laugh at theOliverreference, but I’m wound too tight for that shit.