Page 32 of Elemental Love
“Are you going to stand out there all day, or are you coming inside?” Evrain’s voice came from somewhere inside.
Dominic didn’t allow himself to think about how Evrain had known he was there, or how he had opened the door without being anywhere near it. He swallowed and went in. The door slammed shut behind him. Dominic dropped his bag and put the cooler down.
Evrain sat, cross-legged, on the rug in front of the fire, surrounded by an assortment of jars and bottles containing all manner of herbs and liquids. He had a smudge of dirt across his cheek and still managed to pull off effortless beauty.
“You’re late.”
Dominic wasn’t fooled by Evrain’s calm tone. His statement held undertones of annoyance and his strange eyes glinted as he looked up.
“Sorry.” Dominic instinctively knew that defending himself was pointless. Even though Evrain had no right to reprimandhim, he found his body responding to the curt tone. Evrain stood and approached him. He moved with sinuous grace, a wild animal stalking its prey.
“I don’t like to be kept waiting.”
Dominic took a nervous step backward, then another until the door halted his retreat. He froze as Evrain moved closer.
“You’ve been a big problem for me today, Dominic. I’ve been…distracted. I couldn’t settle to any of the jobs I needed to do because I kept slipping into daydreams about all the things I would like to do to you instead.”
Dominic swallowed and pressed against the solid wood behind him.
“The question is, will you let me?” Evrain seemed to be talking to himself as much as to Dominic. “I suspect there may have been bad experiences in your past. I’m pretty sure you’re a virgin, but you seem to be sending the right signals. It’s not in me to pretend to be something I’m not, I’ll just have to make it clear what I want from you and see what reaction I can provoke.”
Dominic’s mouth was as dry as dust. His cock rose, pressing hard against his zipper. He felt for the door handle.
“Trying to run away again?” Evrain reached forward and stroked Dominic’s face with a finger. “I think we need to break that habit, don’t you?”
He grabbed Dominic’s wrists and pushed them roughly back against the wood at shoulder height, muttering under his breath as he did. The grain shifted and the wood seemed to bulge outward, growing two small branches that twisted around Dominic’s wrists then rooted themselves back into the door.
Dominic gasped. His head jerked from side to side as his mind attempted to assimilate what had happened. Evrain stood back and admired his handiwork, ignoring Dominic’s futile attempts to get free.
“Stop struggling. It’s a pointless waste of energy,” Evrain snapped.
“How did you…? My God, it’s true, isn’t it? You really are a warlock.”
“Ten out of ten for observation. Isn’t that what I’ve been trying to convince you of? What Agatha told you? Perhaps this demonstration will finally get you to admit that there are things in this world that defy explanation.”
“Let me go, Evrain.” Dominic pulled against his wooden bonds until his wrists ached.
“You’ll have bruises. I like the idea of my marks on you.” Evrain ran one finger along the inside of Dominic’s waistband and undid the button. “Did you do what I asked and decide on a safeword?”
“Stop!” Dominic twisted his hips.
“You see, that’s why you need the safeword. I know you don’t really want me to stop. With a safeword you can protest all you like but I’ll just keep going. Use your safeword and everything ends. Immediately.”
Dominic panted, his breath coming in rapid gasps. He couldn’t get enough air into his lungs. “Salem! My safeword is Salem,” he managed to get the word out.
“Oh, very droll.” Evrain slowly pulled down Dominic’s zipper. His cock sprang free. “You naughty boy. Going commando! I like it.” Evrain raised one eyebrow and grinned as Dominic moaned in embarrassment.
“I didn’t have any clean underwear with me to put on this morning. I don’t tend to keep fresh shorts in my pocket, okay?” The cool air on his overheated flesh was torment. Dominic jerked his pelvis, seeking contact.
“I can’t believe you’re worried about that, considering the position you find yourself in. Though this”—Evrain grippedDominic’s rigid shaft firmly—“seems to suggest you rather enjoy being restrained.”
Dominic thrust into Evrain’s hand. He couldn’t deny how turned on he was, it was patently obvious. When Evrain took his hand away, Dominic wanted to cry from frustration.
“Please…” He wasn’t too proud to beg.
“Don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet.” Evrain’s eyes gleamed. He grasped Dominic’s pants and yanked them down to his ankles. “That’s better.”
He slid his hand up and down Dominic’s dick until pre-cum slicked the head. When Evrain dropped to his knees, Dominic forgot how to breathe. He became capable of nothing more than needy moans and whimpers.
