Page 76 of Moth to a Flame

Most importantly, she’ll be safe there.

No one can get through the gates and the sophisticated locks on my door.

Any day now.

I’ll ask her, and she’ll say yes.

Or I’ll kidnap her.

“Landon?” she calls me back from my fantasies of possessing every aspect of her life. Her soft smile thaws through the ice in my heart. “Where did you just go?”

I fold my hands in front of me. “I’ll be honest.”

“Please.” Her fingers are pressed to the box in her hands. There’s a slight tremor to them. It excites her, to see what’s in there. To listen to my sick, depraved thoughts.

“Locking you up in my bedroom.” That lands me a shocked expression on her face. “Keeping you there for days.”

The look in her eyes. It’s like she’s questioning whether I’m serious or not.

I fucking am.

About something else.

I’m not standing in the middle of her living room to make demands.

I’m not here to tear her gray blouse and black leggings off so I can see all of her. So I can sink into her.

And the gift. I want her to see it before we do anything else.

“Open it.” I place my hands on hers until she’s no longer shivering. “We’ll discuss binding you to my bed later.”

“Landon.” Her lips curve into a teasing smile.

“Regan.”

“Is this a snake egg? I knew it. I could tell you liked Billy and Stu.”

It takes everything in me to keep from smiling at how adorable she is.

“What’s in there is meant for your sweet pussy.” I shrug, and her breath hitches. Loudly. “If any living thing goes anywhere near it, I’ll be very fucking jealous.”

“For my pussy.” Her lips are round in an O shape.

Regan pulls back and rips the lid open and,fuck, the expression on her face. My cock strains in my suit pants, pushing against the fabric.

“Is this…?”

I hook a finger under her chin, tipping her head up. “Who owns you?”

In an instant, she says, “You, but—”

“No buts.” I pluck out the chastity belt, tossing the box to the floor. “I askedwho owns you.” Her hair is so fucking soft in mygrip. “You were such a good girl.” She lets me push her into the bedroom. “Giving me the right answer.”

“You’re going to put it on me?”

Her curiosity makes me harder. A drop of precum wets my boxers. “Later.”

“What now then?”

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