The Demon King Davian

He smirked. “Kings don’t succumb to bondage and dominant females.”

Crawling toward him, she said, “They do when their soon-to-be-queen wants them to.”

He clasped her upper arms and pulled her down on top of him. “You make me so damn hard,” he all but growled.

“Then we’re off to a very good start this morning.”

Her lips grazed his and then she wiggled out of his clutches. She brought his wrists together and secured them with one end of the sash, and tied the other to the headboard, as he’d done to her the first time they’d made love.

Shoving the bedcovers away from his mammoth body, she admired every inch of him.

She licked her lips. “You are a masterpiece.”

Leaning over him, she left feathery kisses on his chest and then flicked her tongue over a pebbled nipple. His huge biceps flexed and she sighed dreamily.

Though quietly mocked, “Show-off.”

“You really think this flimsy tie is going to restrain me?” he asked.

“No,” she said as her lips skimmed over his smooth flesh. “The fact that I want to enjoy your body and drive you wild will keep you from ripping that tie in two.”

“This is what I get for wanting to give you your heart’s desire.”

She ran her hand along his erection, while once again whisking her tongue over his nipple. “You were the one who made the royal decree, your Highness.”

He snorted. “Don’t get sassy. I’ll eventually be free and then guess what?”

Her hand eased lower. She palmed his sac and tenderly massaged, making his body jolt. “Why don’t you stop thinking about what you’re going to do when you’re free of the sash and concentrate on what I’m doing to you now?”

“But there are so many things I want to do to you.”

She shifted on the bed and moved between his parted legs. “And you have an entire eternity in which to do them.”

Dragging her tongue from his base to his tip, she evoked a shudder within him.

He said, “You don’t even have to do anything and I want you.”

Her mouth closed over his head and she sucked him hard.

“Okay,” he conceded. “You make your point exceptionally well.”

She took him deep into her mouth.

“Damn it, Jade.” His body tensed, as though he fought a wave of sensation that just might take him over the edge.

She sucked harder. He picked up her rhythm and she could sense when he reached the pinnacle where he could hold on no longer. He called her name as he came, his body trembling.

As his orgasm ebbed, she released him, but didn’t untie him.

Her lips slid over his skin, across his corrugated abs. Then she kissed her way down to his legs, alternately licking and nipping at an inner thigh.

His voice was gruff as he said, “Remove the sash now or I’ll shred it.”

She lifted her head. “No, you won’t.”

Continuing her southern path, she crooked his knee and kissed the underside of it, then teased the sensitive area wi

th her fingertips. He responded to the light touch with another sexy sound that excited her.