Page 69 of Devilish

“That’s right. I will never do anything to hurt you.” His lips crooked. “Not unless you ask me to. So, having said that, will you hold out your arm for me?”

I nodded and did as he asked, and when he slowly tipped the candle over my forearm, I gasped as a small drop of the hot wax fell onto my skin. It was a strange sensation, allowing it to stick and cool. But as the heat permeated my skin, it sent a fire racing up my veins—and I liked it.

“Did that hurt?”

The sound of Lucien’s voice was hypnotic, and as I brought my gaze up to his, I shook my head.

“Would you like to see how that feels on other parts of your body?” Lucien’s eyes roamed down over my chest to my waist and…below. My cock stiffened under the scorching once-over.

“Yes, sir.”

Lucien placed the candle back in its holder and gestured to me with a slight tilt of his head. “Then it’s time for you to remove your clothes.”

I looked down at what I was wearing and reached for the buttons of my shirt.

“Eyes on me while you do it, Kai.”

I brought my gaze back to his as I kicked out of my shoes, then I continued with the buttons of my shirt. There was something so incredibly empowering about stripping for a man like Lucien. In the past I’d always been made to feel less than, but his attention was like an aphrodisiac. He made me feel confident and sensual, as though I was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen in his life.

I shrugged out of my shirt and went to toss it on the bed, and he said, “Give it to me.” I did just that, and he brought it to his nose and took in my scent. “Now the rest.”

My pants were gone in seconds, along with my briefs and socks. When I was finally standing naked before him, Lucien walked to me, hooked the shirt behind my neck, and drew me to him—so close, I had to crane my neck up to look him in the eye.

“I’m going to do things to you tonight that you never dreamed of, you beautiful boy.” He nipped at my lips, then grinned like the devil himself. “Now climb up on the bed and let me get you ready.”

The satin sheets were smooth beneath my skin as I scooted up the bed, and then Lucien tied on the blindfold. Instantly my senses were heightened as he laid me back on the bed. A leather cuff clamped on to my left wrist, my arm stretched out to the side to hold me in place, followed by my right arm.

Then, to my surprise, cuffs followed at my ankles, leaving me spread out across the bed and unable to move.

“Look at you,” Lucien said. “So fucking sexy.”

Something incredibly soft brushed over the inside of my calf, rising up my inner thigh. I gasped at the way it tickled my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

“How does this feel?”

I arched up into what felt like a feather as it teased over my chest and swept down over my lower stomach.

“So good,” I said, pulling against the restraints instinctively, but not because I wanted to get free. Not being able to see where he’d touch me next amped up my anticipation to a ten.

But just when I expected another brush of the feather, Lucien switched it up. Hot wax pooled over my stomach, and I sucked in a shocked breath. It didn’t burn, not like I would’ve thought, though the skin along my belly was more sensitive than where he’d poured the wax on my arm.

“You like that,” Lucien murmured, running the feather across my collarbone.

“I do,” I started, but then more hot wax dripped down onto my body, this time along my upper thigh. It was close enough to my cock that another couple of inches and it would’ve made contact, but Lucien was too sure-handed for that. He wanted to tease and torture me in a way that brought pleasure, not discomfort.

He had to know I was enjoying this, because I couldn’t hide the way my dick hardened with every featherlight stroke or trickle of wax. I couldn’t decide which I liked more, not when the juxtaposition was making my head spin and my body writhe.

“Lucien,” I moaned, needing more, needinghim.

“There something you want, Kai?” Even his voice was teasing, and that’s when I knew he was getting off on what he was doing to me. Just picturing Lucien’s erection straining against his pants had me pulling against all the restraints holding me in place.

“I need you inside me,” I said, breathing harder. “Please.”

In response, he poured wax over my right nipple, making me gasp, and then I heard movement and the sound of a zipper. The restraints on my ankles were removed and my legs pushed up so my feet were flat on the bed. Lucien licked the underside of my shaft from base to tip, then took my entire cock all the way down his throat.

“Oh God,” I cried out. “Lucien…”

His answering hum vibrated around my shaft, down to my balls, but then his mouth disappeared?—

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