“Play with your breasts for me.”
I stared at him, waiting for some kind of clarification. He had made it clear that he was not okay with me bringing myself pleasure on multiple occasions.
“Now, Lae.” His teeth scraped my clit in punishment, and I swore, jerking my hips to chase the pleasure that followed it.
“That’s not my job,” I shot back.
His eyes gleamed wickedly. “Good. Hands above your head.”
My eyes were narrowed at him, but I lifted them.
His ice restraints grew over them, pinning them in place.
I took in an unsteady breath… and then let it out too.
I was fine.
Ravv hadn’t trapped me.
I could free myself with my magic if I needed to, but I wouldn’t need to. He would never do that to me.
“You’re safe with me, Lae. Always. You tell me to stop, and I stop at any time,” he said, his voice steely. His mouth was still on my core, his tongue against my clit, but it wasn’t moving.
I met his gaze and nodded.
“Ready?” he asked.
I jerked my head.
He scraped his teeth over my clit again, making me buck before he pulled his face away. His fingers ran over the bud, but they felt different. Smoother, and harder.
Ice.
He’d covered them with ice.
He dragged them around my clit slowly as he worked his finger inside my back entrance. My body rocked and jerked desperately, and I neared my climax. He increased the pressure on my clit until just before I lost control, and then halted.
My chest heaved, and my body throbbed.
So close—I was so damn close.
“Ravv,” I hissed at him.
His eyes were still wicked. “The lesson’s just starting. You don’t get to climax until it’s through.”
I groaned at him.
“You know I won’t let you out of here until you can barely walk straight, Lae.” He dragged his ice against my clit again, and my whole body shuddered. “You’ll get what you need, and more.”
I trusted him, even though I hated being patient.
I opened my mouth to say as much—but then a thick, smooth column of ice slid inside my channel, and all thoughts died in my throat.
It was…
I…
Veil.