Page 209 of Cruel Devotion

When Lei pulled his mouth from mine, that was when I felt the press of the wooden bondage wheel at my back.

I widened my eyes.

When the hell did we get over here?

He let me down. “Do you trust me?”

I shivered. “Y-yes.”

He gestured to the women. “Then, let’s begin.”

Chapter thirty-three

In the Realm of the Senses

Monique

I pressed my back further against the bondage wheel, not sure what would come next, just eager for Lei—his touch, his tongue, his cock.

Anticipation coursed through every nerve.

At his command, the women glided towards me, their movements synchronized and hypnotic, almost like sensual dancers in a well-rehearsed ballet about sex and pleasure.

The first woman got to my right. Desire swam in her eyes. She gazed at my skin and began to caress my wrist.

O-kay.

I blinked.

“No.” Lei moved his view to her and frowned. “Moni is not a part of the harem. This is more. . .”

She widened her eyes, stopped the caressing and her touch went light like a feather. Slowly, she raised my hand towards the strap above my head, securing it with a deft yet gentle motion.

Once done, she placed three feet between us and bowed.

The second woman mirrored the first’s actions on my other side. Her hands were equally feather light as she lifted my other hand to its binding.

Okay. What does he have planned?

Several feet away, Lei watched intently, his eyes never leaving my body. That gaze burned with an intense passion, a flickering flame of hunger.

The music embodied that desire. The violins played with smoldering intensity, their notes sliding and intertwining, like lovers in a dance of ecstasy. The harp swept in with deep, sultry tones, adding a sense of urgency and power.

The flutes whispered and moaned.

It was so all-consuming that my arousal began to drip along my thighs. I could smell my perfumed need in the air.

Surely, Lei did too.

A loud groan left his chest and rose over the music.

Fuck me, Lei. Please.

The last woman kneeled on the floor and went to my feet.

Breathless, I looked down at her.

Her eyes were fixed on my dripping sex, and there was no sense of disgust on her face, just hunger and excitement.

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