Chapter 18
The harsh rasp of Noah’s voice ceased, followed almost a minute later by the sound of glass smashing against a wall.
Leia’s heart stuttered. Her mind raced with the possibilities of who could be calling him at this time of night, unable to dismiss the idea that it was the redhead making a reverse booty call.
She jerked the ropes, which tied her elbows to the bed, then forced herself to calm down.
Noah was hers.
If there was one thing she knew with unshakeable certainty, it was that he would never cheat on her while they were together… while he’d put his absolute claim on her. As warped as their situation was, that was one thing she didn’t need to worry about.
That didn’t ease the fear spiking her heart, however.
Until I set you free …
She’d tried to drown out those five words since he’d spoken them. Heck, she had a lot of things to worry about between now and whenever Noah deemed it right to toss her aside .
But the threat grew in her mind until she whimpered with the pain of it.
Fuck. She was trussed up like a chicken, her sex bared to her primitive and possessive lover, and all she could think about was some point in the future when he would throw her away like a used rag.
The minutes ticked by, slow and excruciating. Her wrist began to throb as the painkillers Noah had given her earlier wore off. She wanted to call out to him but knew that he needed to take time.
At last, footsteps approached, and her mind gratefully emptied of everything except the man stalking toward the bedroom.
He entered, and her lungs ceased to work.
He’d said he needed a minute. He’d taken close to half an hour. And yet that look of a feral predator clung to him. His beautifully sculpted chest rose and fell in heaves, and his jaw clenched hard enough to rival granite.
A glass containing amber liquid on ice hung from his fingers. He raised it to his mouth and sipped before shutting the bedroom door. Either he’d replaced his drink or he’d smashed something else earlier. The memory of that violence sent a shiver racing over her body.
Strolling to the bed, he slid a hand under her head and held the glass to her lips. The scent of whiskey hit her nostrils. She took a sip and felt it burn down her throat.
Lazily, he tested the ropes then stopped at the bottom of the bed.
He was sculpted so beautifully it hurt to look at him; nevertheless, Leia couldn’t take her eyes off his golden perfection.
Despite his damp trousers and the air-conditioning blasting into the room, the enormous hard-on Noah sported was unmistakable.
Her racing heart sprinted faster. Instinctively, she tried to pull her knees together, to savor that sweet ache between her thighs.
But the ropes wouldn’t give more than an inch or two.
Mesmerizing blue eyes gleamed as he watched her struggle. Lifting his glass to his lips every few minutes, he stared at her, claiming her from head to toe with a ruthlessly possessive look which promised complete annihilation.
Tilting his head back to finish his drink, Noah walked round and placed the glass on the nightstand. Reaching in, he caught a cube of ice between his fingers, then sat down on the bed.
He started at her forehead, a delicate touch that sent a judder slamming to her core. Her nipples tightened and goosebumps broke out all over her body. Next, he touched the ice to the pulse racing at her throat, then to the crook of her elbows above where the ropes held her down.
“Ah,” she groaned, her knees jerking together again as the ache between her legs intensified.
Drops of moisture trailed the swiftly melting ice down the inside of her arm, over her collarbone and up her opposite arm. The size of the cube had reduced to half when he trailed it between her breasts. He left it there and just stared at her.
A muscle jumped in his cheek, and his breathing grew long and deep as if in a trance.
“Noah…” She stopped, unable to find the words to release him from the strange head space he was lost in.
He cupped her jaw and lowered his face to hers. “If I decided to keep you here, tied in my bed forever, would you hate me?” he whispered fiercely.
Her heart hammered. “Noah?”
“You’ve completely fucked with my head. I can’t think straight when you’re out of my sight. So, now you’re mine, I’m thinking the best way forward is to keep you here like this for eternity.”
Licking her lips, she attempted to pull him out of his weird funk. “You could, but the maid would find me like this, and she’d call the cops. Some idiot will put me in a museum display case labelled The Woman Who Died From Coming Too Much. I’d be ruined forever.”
One corner of his mouth twitched, but any trace of mirth quickly disappeared again.
He traced his fingers over her collarbone and watched two rivulets of water roll beneath her breasts.
She shivered again as the last of the ice melted.
He took another cube from the glass and traced it around her navel, down to the top of her mound.
Leaving it there, he stood and removed his trousers and briefs.
Dear God…
Thick veins curled over his engorged cock, its broad and beautiful head touching his belly button. His balls hung heavy and tight and her mouth watered with the need to taste him.
A bead of melted ice rolled onto her clit. “Oh!” Her hips bucked hard enough to rock the bed. He calmly picked up the dislodged ice and placed it back on her mound.
“Dislodge it again and you don’t get fucked until morning.”
She stilled immediately, her mouth dropping open on a shocked breath.
There was no way she’d last if he carried out the threat.
Swallowing, she watched him watch her. The intensity of his gaze seared her as he traced his hands up and down her inner thighs.
Another bead of water touched her throbbing nub and she shuddered.
Never in her wildest dreams would she have guessed how insane a cube of ice could drive her.
But she knew it was the man more than anything else.
Noah heightened her every emotion, drew out and expanded each reaction into a unique experience .
The trickles were coming faster now, her body heat turning the ice into a puddle. It chilled her clit and pooled into her opening before spilling over her sphincter. Leia gasped and squeezed her eyes shut at the burst of sensation.
A stinging slap to her right breast drew a cry from her clogged throat.
“Same rule applies. Eyes open. I want to see your every emotion.”
Another slap on her twin breast, before he soothed the sting with soft touches. Finally lying down on the bed next to her, he scoured his blunt nails down her stomach and over the rope around her waist to rest his hand on her wet pussy.
Her legs strained against the ropes, but he’d tied them expertly, maintaining a careful balance between the knots to keep her from chafing.
“You’re on fire, baby. Are you dying for my cock?” he crooned against her cheek.
“God, yes! Please…” She turned her head, eager for his kiss, but he moved away before their lips touched. Frustration burst underneath her skin. She was seconds away from coming, but she knew Noah wouldn’t let her until he was ready.
One hand fisted in her hair, tightened until her scalp burned. “How many times did you finger-fuck yourself to orgasm this week?” he demanded roughly.
“Just once, in the limo… with you.”
“You mean this hungry little cunt didn’t scream for satisfaction at any other point in the last seven days?”
A wave of heat rushed up her face. “I tried. I couldn’t… couldn’t stand my touch. It didn’t feel the same…”
He leaned in and bit the sensitive spot beneath her ear. Hard. “But now you’re straining against your bonds, eager to be set free. To do what? Touch yourself, make yourself come? ”
“No. I want to touch you. Please.”
His mouth drifted over her throat, grazed his teeth over her armpit before biting the side of her breast. She yelped. “Request denied.”
He rose and plucked another cube from the glass. Then he straddled her body, his thick thighs braced against her ribcage. Leia’s mouth dried at the sheer magnificence poised above her.
“It’s time to cool you down a little. I can’t have you coming from those greedy little hip rolls you think I haven’t noticed.”
Without warning, he pressed the ice cube into her sex. She screamed at the insane sensation. Head slamming against the pillow, her whole body shook as chilled pleasure shot up her spine. But the effect of the ice soon took hold, applying the brakes on her headlong spiral into ecstasy.
Panting desperately, she groaned as he pushed the ice in further with his middle finger. His other hand grabbed his cock, caressed it from root to tip and slowly rose to lean over her face.