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I dug my fingers into her harder than intended, and she jumped.

“Lillian,” I said sternly. “Please tell me that’s not true. You’ve never… touched yourself? Pleasured yourself?” I found the idea insane. She was a fucking sex fiend, a temptress with maximum power, impossible to deny for long. She’d never gotten herself off on her own?

She remained quiet.

“Back at the cabin, when I…” I shook my head, disappointed in myself. “I forced you to touch yourself, Lillian. Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you stop me?”

She turned her head so she could see me. “I didn’t want you to,” she whispered.

I grabbed her chin between my thumb and forefinger, holding her gaze, searching for the lie in her words, but I didn’t find any. She’d wanted it back then, and she wanted it now.

And I’d fucking give it to her.

I wrapped my shadows around her legs, binding them to mine so she couldn’t close them unless I let her. She shuddered inmy arms, her breath coming out in tiny whimpers. My shadows continued their paths up her arms, taking hold of her hands.

“Keir…”

“Shhh,” I said to her. “We’ll do this together this time. You’ll tell me what you like, yeah?” She nodded, her eyes half-lidded as her right hand moved over her dripping cunt. “You’re such a good girl, princess.” I kept her chin between my fingers, not wanting to miss the show we were about to put on.

I’d touched many women before—I was not inexperienced in that category—but I’d never touched anyone who meant so much to me. I wanted to make her feel good while giving her the power over her body she desperately needed.

Her left hand was lifted to her breast, forcing her to knead it as her other hand dipped into her pussy.

Chapter 29

Lillian

I moaned as my hand slipped in, grazing my clit, sending jolts of electricity everywhere. I had to close my eyes. It was too much. He was too much.Thiswas too much.

“No.” He pinched my chin. “You will watch me as I watch you.” I opened my eyes wide, surprised at his words. “There you go,” he praised me, his eyes darkening as he took in the pleasure he was giving me.

I couldn’t believe he’d offered to help me get off in the first place. I never thought we would end up like this. I’d gotten so used to being denied, I was sure he’d never give in.

My fingers moved against my swollen clit, forcing a choked moan from my throat. “Fuck… Keir…”

“Do you like that?” he asked with a sparkle in his dark, swirling eyes. He enjoyed making me feel good just as much, if not more, than me. “Answer me, princess. Tell me if I’m doing it right.”

I nodded my head. “Yes. It’s good. It feels so good.”

He seemed pleased with my words, happy with himself. His shadows continued to grip my legs, my hips, and my breasts. My hand wrapped around my breast, and I rolled my nipple between my fingers before giving it another pinch, making me shudder.

“Good?”

“Yes.” I kept my eyes on his.

“You’re so fucking enchanting, princess,” he breathed against my lips, his breath mingling with mine. “I could eat you up right now, devour every inch of you.”

I swallowed hard and leaned forward, wanting to feel his lips on mine, but he pulled away slightly, keeping barely an inch of space between us. Before I could be bothered that he’d turned me down again, my fingers began to work harder and faster against my clit.

“Shit,” I muttered, my eyelids threatening to close on me, but the twitch of his eyebrow reminded me I was to keep them open. “It’s too much.”

The pressure let up a bit.

“Sorry,” he said with an evil smirk. “Got a little carried away. Let’s try something else. Trust me?”

It was a loaded question, but I nodded at him and meant it. I did trust him—with everything. Why else would I let him be the firstandsecond person to hold my self-gratification in his hands—er, shadows?

“Eyes on me. Always on me.”

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