Bind Me (Pact of Seduction 1)

"I am who I am, Marley. I've made no attempt to hide what I enjoy sexually, but of course I do not speak freely of the lifestyle in my day-to-day life. If I were confronted, I would not deny I am a dom.” Time to show her the challenge she made couldn't hold up. “Would you deny you have an interest in the lifestyle?"

She stared at him for a moment, blinked, then signed the waiver. “What's next?"

He'd let her cop out for now, but the defensive technique wouldn't last long once he got her in the scene. “We need to discuss your limits. What you'll do and what you won't do.” He arched his eyebrow. “Have you thought about your limits?"

"Of course, a thousand times,” she said it, and immediately her mouth formed an O, indicating she hadn't meant to be so bold.

He could hardly wait to free her of this behavior. From being around her so far, he imagined discussing what she would do might make her feel uncomfortable, so he took another approach. “Tell me what you won't do."

"Menage, anything anal, and no clamps."

None of her answers surprised him, nor did the fact that she had a hard time holding eye contact with him, looking everywhere but at his gaze. “Flogging?"

"I-I...” She inhaled sharply and lifted her chin. “I wouldn't mind flogging as long as it doesn't leave me bleeding."

Not in his limits either, but he'd definitely add color to her skin and enjoy every damn minute of it. “How do you feel about being bound, gagged?"

"Bound, yes. Gagged no."

"So vaginal play only?"

Reed thought he'd seen her blush before, but he hadn't seen anything yet compared to the color her skin could turn; her cheeks burned crimson. “I—we—you...” She chuckled nervously before she straightened her shoulders. “Yes, only that."

He wrote down her list of limits. “Look over what you've told me; if you agree, sign your name at the bottom and put your address on the top for legal pur

poses. As I stated, your information will not be shared or seen by anyone other than myself and the legal department here at the castle."

"It feels as if I'm signing my life away,” Marley said.

Reed stood, approached the side of her table, and tucked his finger under her chin to bring her gaze to his. “No, you're signing to discover the life you've missed out on.” He brushed his lips across hers merely as an introduction.

Marley leaned in to take more of his mouth, and here she'd get her first lesson. He backed away from her and tightened his hand on her jaw. “You don't take. I will give you what you need, always. Staying in line and being disciplined will bring you pleasure. Be sure to remember that tonight.” She stared doe-eyed at him. “I need to bring the documents to the office. Go back to the doorman, and he will locate Raven for you. She'll help you prepare for the scene."

Reed stroked her jaw lightly. Marley sighed as her eyelids fluttered. He dropped his hand and then headed for the door. He'd been given a treat tonight, and damn would he savor her.

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Chapter Three

Marley watched Reed walk away from the table; she was slightly confused as to what to do next. He'd said something to her, but being the fool she was, she didn't hear a word. She'd been too focused on his soft lips. Was she to follow him?

Instead of sitting there looking as ridiculous as she felt, she hurried to find him. In the main foyer, Marley scanned the room, but Reed was nowhere in sight. The only other person was the doorman, who approached her.

"You have to wait here,” he said as he walked by her and headed toward a door to the left of the restaurant.

Butterflies flew in Marley's stomach, but she clamped down on them; she couldn't lose her nerve now. As she exhaled to smooth her anxiety, the bouncer returned, and with him was a woman dressed in a sexy leopard-spotted minidress.

He strode past Marley and resumed his place at the door, while the woman waved her toward the staircase. Who was she? Marley hadn't expected to be introduced to a woman and couldn't quite figure out what her involvement was here.

She pushed her reservations aside and followed the woman up the large staircase to the left. She trotted up the stairs, then approached a door with the words DRAGON'S LAIR written in bold gold letters on the mahogany wood.

"My name is Raven. Master Reed has requested that I prepare you."

"Um...er...nice to meet you.” Marley was glad she remembered her manners, but she needed some answers. “Not to be rude or anything, but what exactly are you helping me prepare for?” She thought it was all simple—drop her clothes and wait for Reed.

Raven stepped through the door, motioned for Marley to enter, and when she did, closed it behind her. “I've lived the lifestyle for some time now. Since you've never been in a scene before, I can help you get ready for your master. He's left orders of how he wants you presented, and trust me, you won't be able to do it alone."

"Oh.” Marley's surprise wasn't only from what Raven said, but also in regard to the view before her. A black wooden box was in the center of the room, the castle walls were bare, and candles gave off a dim light.