Page 62 of Gift from the Source
“You all will see.”
Fucking mind reader.
I want to be able to read her mind.
We put a little pep in our step as we make our way back to her room and I crash through the door. My shoulders drop when I don’t see her freshly showered with wild hair waiting for us.
“Patience, dragon.” Tillman laughs, clapping me on the shoulder as he walks by, and I sneer.
It feels like we wait forever for her to emerge from the bathroom. The three of them discuss the day, while I stare at the bathroom door. The intensity of the nerves and the thrill in her bond is next level now and I need to lay my eyes on her.
As the door opens, we all turn toward it as one.
A deep purr falls from my chest as my eyes devour her.
The long satin robe may hide what’s underneath, but I can outline her body like a map. I know beneath that little slip of material, there’s nothing else.
The four of us take a step forward in a trance, but she holds her hand up, stopping us.
“The four of you are in trouble,” she breathes.
Trouble?
What did I do?
“Primary,” Cas warns, and her eyes shoot to him.
“Especially you. You’re the reason everyone else is in trouble.”
He crosses his arms, but I glare at him. “What did you do?”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“Wrong. You shadowed through Franklin’s alone and gathered all the people there. That was dangerous and it scared me. Therefore, you all will be punished.”
My glare at Cas slowly melts into a devilish smile.
I’m so down for my sweetness’s punishment.
She can tie me up all she wants.
“Okay then, Primary. Give us our punishment,” Cas says smugly, even bowing. He’s such a little shit. He’s taunting her.
The saucy little smirk that crosses her lips as she slowly starts walking toward us has my beast rumbling.
Fuck, she’s so sexy when she prowls toward us like a predator.
Once she’s close enough to us, we all reach out, but again she stops us.
“Nope. No touching,” she says, chuckling low as all our eyes widen.
Nope. I don’t like this punishment anymore.
We move out of her way and turn our bodies to face her as she leans against the bed. Her eyes trace over each of us and I’m literally about to come just from that look.
Her hands slowly roam her own body until she reaches the cord holding her robe together. My mouth waters as it comes undone, but she doesn’t let it reveal my deepest desire.
“That’s going to be your punishment. You get to look but not touch. Until I say otherwise. Goes for yourselves as well. You touch yourself and my fun stops.”
