I glowered at her as both Navin and I blushed, but she just gave us a wink and wandered off.
When she was gone, Navin turned to me again, his eyes now hungry.
“Are you ready for this?” he asked, looking at the dress strewn across the table.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” I tried to force confidence into my voice, but in truth my heart thundered in my chest. Finally, I relented and added, “There are so many ways tomorrow could go wrong. So many points at which it could all fall apart.” Navin prowled closer. “And we need things to go our way at every turn to get out of there with our heads still attached to our bodies.”
“I have faith,” he said, approaching until we were toe to toe. “In you. In us. It will work out.”
My gaze dropped to the silver rope in his hands. “It looks like metal,” I said as I traced my hand over the painted fabric. The way the knots were woven made it appear almost like chain mail. At a distance they’d certainly be convincing.
“The platform is a good place for acquiring all manner of things.” A thoughtful hum resonated through his pursed lips. “The Wolves will think you can’t escape these bindings,” he said, his warm breath whispering across my cheek. “But you will still be in control.” He lifted the rope out of my touch, and I craned my neck up at him as he said, “Hold out your wrists.” Breathlessly, I did as he commanded. “Like this.” He tied the rope around my wrists, tucking the ends in the knot between, the glinting silver fabric looking like metal cuffs. “Good?” he asked.
My chest rose and fell faster as I nodded. “Good.”
His other hand reached out and skimmed down my side before settling on my hip, leaving pinpricks in his wake. “I promise I’ll get you out of there,” he vowed. “I promise I’ll keep us safe.”
I looked up at him, holding those bronze storming eyes. “I know.”
He bent down and ever so slowly kissed me. His warm lips moving over my own, the feeling making heat bloom low in my belly. His hands slid from my hips, up my torso, and to my arms, lifting them up until my bound hands stretched up above me. I arched my brow curiously as he backed me up a step and lifted the rope of my tied wrists to the coat hook behind me. It was just high enough that my heels lifted, and I had to stretch up onto the balls of my feet.
Navin smiled down at me, one hand still poised on the hook above me as he casually leaned over me. “This is just a taste of what’s to come when we are free of this place,” he murmured, dropping another lavishing kiss to my lips before stepping back and tugging my scarf down so it covered my eyes.
I gasped, suddenly more attuned to every sensation building in my body. My pulse thrummed through me as I waited, unseeing, wondering where he would touch next. As I teetered there on tiptoes, my ears strained to hear his breath, the sounds of him moving in front of me, the telltale thump of clothes hitting the floor.
I jumped when his two broad hands splayed across my outer thighs. Those hands moved up and down once before his fingers pressed in, squeezing my muscled flesh. I pressed my lips together, the anticipation already making me want to claw up a wall.
I felt his hot breath on my low belly, the air skittering down to the thin fabric between my legs. He pressed his lips to my mound and murmured, “You’re already so wet for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I whispered, my hips bucking to try to move that mouth lower.
His breathy chuckle danced across my flesh. He hooked a finger into my undergarments and pulled them down until they were pooled around my feet. I stepped out of them as those strong hands steadied my hips.
Lips trailed up my inner thigh. “Whatever happens in the palace tomorrow. Whatever Tadei says to you. I need you to remember one thing.”
“What?” I asked breathlessly.
“You’re mine, Sadie,” Navin murmured, his breath tickling the hair between my legs. “No Wolf will ever claim you.” My throat bobbed. “No mouth will ever taste you. No cock will ever fill you.
“Now tell me I’m yours.”
His finger trailed down my folds and I shuddered, my head dropping back as he parted my flesh. His finger stilled, his breath hot on my pussy, waiting, and I let out a desperate groan.
“You’re mine,” I panted.
With a satisfied hum, he lowered his mouth and tasted me. I gasped, the sensation even more heightened with my eyes covered and my hands bound. He started in slow, leisurely licks thatalready had me climbing toward my climax. As he began moving faster, circling my clit, I let out a low moan. I squirmed against his mouth, needing something to hold on to, feeling like I might float away with the sensations building within me.
Reading my body, Navin hooked one of my knees over his shoulder and continued his wanton feast. His hand squeezed the flesh of my ass as I ground into him, leveraging the new angle to move him right where I wanted. Each circle of his tongue made my breath catch. My body was so sensitive to his touch as he played me better than any of his many instruments. He was my conductor, and my cries of pleasure were his song.
When Navin’s other hand trailed up the inside of my thigh and his finger poised at my wet entrance, I shook my head.
“Wait,” I moaned and his fingers stilled. “I want all of you.”
His groan vibrated against my pussy, making my clit throb and pushing me closer toward an orgasm I knew was so close to the surface now. He released me, my breathing coming out in desperate heaves. I waited there, teetering so close to release, desperate to feel anchored by his touch again.
His hand lifted my bound wrists off the hook and looped my arms around his neck, leaving my eyes covered. My torso and belly brushed against his warm bare skin, the feeling electrifying. He lifted me by my ass, and I clung to him, unseeing, as he walked me down to the low couches and splayed me across the patchwork fabric.
I bit my lower lip at the feel of his hard length on my belly. Navin tugged up on the scarf, pulling it free, my hair spilling across the couch under me. His face hovered above mine, his eyes filled with heat. He pressed the tip of his cock to my entrance and my eyes fluttered closed.