Page 15 of His Gift
“It’s Shawn,” I said, face glowing with heat. “And yeah, you have no idea.”
“Shawn,” Enzo repeated. The way he smiled as he said my name did things to me. Deep things. Hot things. It had my cock slowly filling and standing up. “Okay. This is your chance to throw all that good guy stuff out the window. You can be as bad as you want. You can wallow in lust, fuck me like you want to teach me a lesson, and manhandle me like that dark, secret part that everybody has deep down inside has always fantasized about.”
My hand twitched as I remembered the feelings that had swirled up in me when I found out that Enzo liked to be fisted. “Let go, eh?” I said, slowly but surely pushing aside my inhibitions to get to the instinctive alpha part of me that knew what it wanted.
“Absolutely,” Enzo said, fire in his eyes again. “For the scene, I might pretend to be scared or reluctant, but I can tell you right now, I love it. I love rough sex. I love being smacked around and treated like dirt and fucked hard. Trust me when I say there’s nothing you can do that would be too much, and if you do worry about anything being too much, ask and I’ll tell you red, yellow, or green.”
“Got it,” I said. I knew just barely enough about BDSM to know what safe words were.
“One other thing,” Enzo said, stepping toward the bathroom. “Sometimes it helps if you come up with a character to be for the scene. You know, a spoiled billionaire, a mafia lord, an aristocrat who is used to fucking peasants. Something like that.”
My mouth twitched with humor at the aristocrat fucking peasants thing. Maybe that would work. “Okay. I’ll come up with something.”
Enzo nodded and smiled. “I’m heading into the bathroom. Give me two minutes, then come in there and snatch me.”
I nodded, my pulse kicking up. I must have been desperate for…something if I was actually considering doing this.
But as Enzo disappeared into the bathroom, I took a deep breath and centered myself. This was the kind of thing Enzo liked. It was something a ton of people liked and did all the time. I knew how much money Caden and Hamish made, and all of that was from the Dark Fantasies Club. If other people got off on scenes like this, I could too.
I picked up one of the cuffs, playing with the buckle so I could look like I knew what I was doing when the time came. They were pretty straightforward, actually, and the leather was surprisingly supple.
I heard the toilet flush behind me and the sink run as I quickly scanned over the rest of the items laid out on the bureau. It was all pretty straightforward sex stuff, but someone had also left a Santa hat on the corner of the bureau. I picked it up with a wry laugh and ran the fuzzy brim through my hands. Someone was having a laugh at my expense. That or Caden and Hamish were teasing me or egging me on to play around a little and not take things too seriously.
Okay. I could do that. I could not take things too seriously. I put the Santa hat on, then looked at myself in the mirror on the wall. Naked and half aroused while wearing a Santa hat. I was way out in the deep end now.
Then again, Enzo had said I should come up with a character to help the scene along. Santa was a character, right?
“Ho, ho, ho,” I told myself menacingly in the mirror.
I almost swiped the hat from my head, threw it back on the bureau, and walked away. The only thing that stopped me from calling the whole thing off was Enzo moving around in the bathroom. He wanted this. That momentary look in his eyes earlier told me he needed this. I could do this for him.
I took a deep breath and scooped up the restraints then moved them to the bed. Once that was done, I squared my shoulders and marched to the bathroom.
Enzo was at the sink, looking in the mirror and fluffing his hair when I threw open the door. If he thought the Santa hat was silly, he didn’t let on. He gasped, and with a perfect expression of shock, he whipped to face me. “Who are you? What are you doing in my hotel room?” he asked.
“You thought this was a hotel room?” I asked, blocking the doorway with my body and making myself look bigger so he knew he couldn’t escape. “This isn’t a hotel room, it’s where omegas are sent when they end up on my naughty list.”
Weird, weird, weird and probably ridiculous, but Enzo’s eyes went wide with excitement, and he backed up against the sink, gripping the counter behind him.
“No, I’m a good boy, I swear,” he said, playing along.
His willingness to go where I led gave me confidence. “It’s not as easy as that,” I said striding forward and grabbing his arm. “You want to get off the naughty list and onto the good list? You’re going to have to work for it.”
“Yes, Santa, please!” he said, pink and alluring, eyes bright with amusement and lust. “Show me how to be a good boy.”
Fuck if that didn’t make my cock twitch to full hardness and bead with precum.
“Come along,” I said, doubt warring with fun inside me as I pulled him toward the main room. “I’ve got a little present for you.”
We stepped into the bedroom and Enzo saw the restraints I’d tossed on the bed earlier. “No!” he gasped, tugging to get out of my grip. “No, I’ll be a good boy, I swear.”
It took a second for me to get past the instinct to let him go when he said no. I had to remind myself it was a scene as I yanked him over to the bed. He struggled, but I was ninety-nine percent sure that was part of the fun.
“I thought naughty boys liked things like this,” I said, pushing him onto the bed.
Damn, Enzo was a good actor. He panted and scrambled, but instead of letting him get away from me, I tackled him on the bed, wrestling him into the position I wanted him and fighting him to get the restraints around his wrists and ankles. And I’m not gonna lie, the struggle was sexy as fuck. My body heated and my inner alpha flexed with excitement as I manhandled Enzo, pinning him under me as I finished with the restraints, then clipped them all together so that he was hogtied.
“That’s more like it,” I said, leaving him on the bed for a moment to fetch the Heat Lightning pills. “Let’s see how good you can be when you’re raging with heat,” I said, opening the bottle and removing the safety seal.
