We each stay still after our orgasms have subsided. Our breathing regulates, matching each other. We are more in sync than we’ve ever been before, but it won’t last. Things have changed completely between us, but I suspect we’ll go back to bickering as soon as we get our clothes on.
Lennox stands up and walks to the bathroom, leaving me tied naked to his bed.
I don’t mind. It gives me time to just be without thinking about what I should do or say or feel. I just bask in the glow of my multiple orgasms.
A soft smile rests on my lips as Lennox returns from the bathroom. He walks to the closet and then comes back out in loose athletic shorts.
He stares at me on the bed, and I think he’s finally going to say something.
He walks over to the top of the bed, unties the knot on the tie, and then he jogs down the stairs without a word to me.
I take a deep breath.
It’s done.
I pull the covers over me, not even bothering to clean up. I’ll deal with the aftermath tomorrow. Right now, I just want to enjoy the feeling of peace flowing throughout my body and knowing that, for once, I made the right decision.
Chapter27
Lennox
I don’t trustmyself with Rialta. I don’t trust any of my emotions. So many vile and defiling things I want to do to her pop into my head as I watch her lay naked, tied to my bed. I haven’t had my fill of her. Not nearly enough.
Neither of us is satiated. Even though I gave her multiple orgasms, I know she hasn’t had enough. She’s not mine yet. She doesn’t love me yet.
But she will.
She’ll love me for the sex, if nothing else, because that boyfriend of hers never made her feel like I did in a single hour together. I’m barely learning her body, barely figuring out what she likes and dislikes. When I do, she’ll never want to leave my bed.
That is, if I can keep my sinful desires to myself. She liked being tied up, the occasional slap and sinking of my teeth, but she won’t like the fantasies consuming my mind. She won’t like to be truly dominated and controlled and spanked until her skin is red.
So I’ll keep those thoughts to myself.
I head into Hayes and Gage’s apartment, focusing my attention on Hayes until I can think clearly again. I find them both in Hayes’s bedroom. Hayes is in bed. Gage is sitting in a chair watching him.
“How is he?” I ask Gage.
“He’s alive and doing just fine. You should ask him how he’s doing instead of talking over him and treating him like he’s a child,” Hayes answers.
I roll my eyes, and Gage just shrugs.Typical Hayes.
“Glad you’re back in fighting spirit,” I say.
“I’m fine—I don’t know what you all are fussing about. It’s just a scratch. I don’t feel a thing,” Hayes says.
“That’s because you’re filled with pain meds and high as fuck,” Gage says.
Hayes frowns at him.
“It’s true. That wound was bad. You almost died. If it wasn’t for Rialta having the right blood type, you probably would have died,” I say.
“Well, I’m alive now, so you two can stop your fussing over me and figure out what we are going to do about the Retribution Kings.”
I take a deep breath. “We all know what we have to do.” We thought we’d have more time, but then Corsi moved up our timetable when he made me kill one of the Retribution Kings.
Even though the Kings are operating without a leader currently, they attacked us. They couldn’t let my murder go without a response. And the attack isn’t enough to get the revenge they seek. They won’t stop until they kill me or someone I love—that’s the only appropriate retribution.
Gage shakes his head. “No.”