She sucked his fingers, her body still contracting with the aftershocks of her orgasms. She’d probably look back at these moments and blush over it, but right now, she just wanted to do whatever he told her to.
He pulled his fingers from her mouth and untied the blindfold. When she blinked her eyes open, his gaze could’ve burned right through her. Her focus tracked down to the prominent bulge in his slacks.
She wet her lips, aching to return the favor. “You probably shouldn’t go outside like that.”
He stepped down to the end of the bench, trailing his finger along her thigh. “You’re forgetting what kind of place we’re at. But don’t worry, you’ll get your chance to serve me tonight if you’re lucky. It just might not be in the comfort of a private room.”
That sent fresh nerves coiling through her.
He pulled something from his pocket and it caught the light. “Now for your last gift for the evening. A little jewelry.”
She lifted her head to try to see what he was doing. The small silver bauble had beads attached. “What is it?”
“A ring.” He touched her with gentle fingers, but she flinched anyway, her body still in hypersensitive mode. He moved the smooth metal along her wetness, then slipped it around her clitoris.
She let out a soft gasp. The little pinch the ring provided drew her already swollen clit into full throbbing awareness and set her senses on edge.
“Gorgeous,” Kade said, staring down at his handiwork and giving the beads a little jostle. “Does it hurt?”
She breathed through her nose, trying to gauge exactly what she was feeling, deciding pain was far from it. “No, not exactly.”
“Good,” Kade said as he unstrapped her from the bench. “It’s meant to provide a little torture but not the painful kind.”
“Torture?” she asked, pushing up on her elbows when he untied her hands. The little ring definitely was making her hyperaware, but it seemed far from torturous.
His mouth lifted at the corner. “Talk to me in an hour.”
After unhooking her from the spreader bar, he helped her to a stand and she soon understood what he was talking about. The little beads swung with the movement, brushing against her like light, teasing fingers. Her sex clenched and her nails dug into Kade’s arm. “Oh.”
He chuckled and slid his hand along her lower back. “Come on, slave. Time for your debut.”
The words made her muscles freeze, and she hesitated when he tried to move her forward.
He looked back to her, a wrinkle appearing in his brow. “What’s wrong?”
She glanced at the door then back to him. “Is it okay that I’m kind of terrified all of a sudden?”
He turned to face her, his eyes soft, and put his hands on her shoulders. “All you need to do is focus on me and what I tell you to do. I’ll take care of you. That’s my most important job as your dominant, and I’ll never shirk that responsibility. Trust that you can give yourself over fully to my care without worry.”
The words warmed her even though the idea of blind trust always sent a shudder of foreboding through her. She managed a half-smile. “Are you saying I need to let you be my prince?”
A strange expression flickered over his features, but he quickly covered it with a confident smirk and brushed his knuckles along her jaw. “Exactly.” He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. “Not that you have a choice, slave.”
She grinned. “I think you might be the nicest evil prince ever.”
He slid his hand around the back of her neck and guided her toward the door. “I wouldn’t make that call so soon, Tess. The night has just begun.”
TWENTY-THREE
Kade led Tess through the main cabin toward the backyard, feeling like a hypocrite for telling her she shouldn’t be nervous when he was barely reining in his own butterflies. Despite how many times he’d been to parties at The Ranch, he’d never brought a submissive whose opinion mattered to him so much. Tonight he was going to show Tessa what this world looked like. Not the easily palatable version, but the real one. She was going to get her first view of the kind of relationship he desired, and he had no idea how she was going to react.
Exploring fantasies was one thing. Most people would be willing to try a little kink as a one off every now and then. But much fewer wanted that dynamic every day of their lives.
Before they reached the sliding glass doors that led to the back, Colby pulled them open from the other side. Tessa halted her step, no doubt confused by his appearance, and intimidated. Colby was a big, scary bastard in normal clothes, but in his leathers he probably looked downright terrifying to Tessa. Kade cupped the back of Tessa’s neck, the collar pressing into his palm. “Ready for her?”
Tessa’s head swung toward Kade, question marks in her eyes, but he gave her no reassurance. If he was going to give her this night, he wasn’t going to dilute it for her.
Colby gave a brief nod. “Yep. She’ll fetch a good price in that outfit.”