“I want to. I was surprised when you used my name and I realized we weren’t going to continue all night.”
“You needed to rest and relax. Were you disappointed?”
She was silent for a moment, thinking it over in that way she had, a deliberate pondering. “I think so, a little, yes. I’ve never been that sexually aroused before, or had that feeling of safety and care. But I did want to ask questions and I was exhausted.”
He loved her answer. “That’s good that you were so aroused. I had Ice make the tails for you the moment I laid eyes on you. I haven’t had kitten play with anyone since I left Russia. I haven’t wanted to until I saw you. He’s very talented and he makes all kinds of toys. I gave him a large order and he’s busy completing it for us.” Deliberately he referenced his Torpedo Ink brother. Scarlet needed to know that she was safe not only with him, but with all of them. That would take time, but the feeling had to start somewhere.
There was a small silence again. “He knows about this kind of play?”
He rubbed his hand over her breast, cupped the fullness and rubbed her nipple. “Of course. We were all together at all times even during sex. We watched out for one another in order to keep from being killed. Ice is the only one I would trust to make me toys that wouldn’t hurt you.” He rubbed her nipple gently. “Jewels for you everywhere, but nothing that’s going to hurt you. He does incredible work. Don’t you think so?”
“The tail is beautiful,” she conceded. Her voice was reluctant.
“What’s wrong, miledi? You always need to tell me when something concerns you.”
“Will they see me like that?”
“Not unless you’re comfortable with it. You’re my kiska. This is our special place. If we’re here in our home and someone comes to visit and you want to go out and be shown off, then I’ll take you out of the room, but if not, then no. That will be your choice.”
Her entire body relaxed. She wrapped her arms around him. “That’s good then.”
“Do you think that you might ever get that comfortable as my kiska?”
Again, Scarlet didn’t just answer immediately, she thought it over for a long time. “I don’t know. Maybe. It’s pretty damn hot thinking about you leading me around with that tail. Would it make you hot?”
“As hell.” Just talking about it had his cock reacting, which was insane after the wild sex they’d shared. He put her hand over his growing erection. Fortunately, it was a pleasant feeling instead of an urgent demand. “Showing my sizzling little pussycat is part of the fun and is sexy and hot, especially if I have her all decked out in her finest jewels, but what matters to me most is that my kitten is happy and feels safe and secure, so having you here in the bedroom is enough. Also, it’s nice to have you sit quietly beside me while I’m talking with the others, my little kitten at my feet. You have to remember, we don’t respond the way others do to nudity or sexual stimulation. None of us do.”
“You never know, I might work up to that kind of confidence,” she said.
Under her hand, his cock jerked hard. He felt her lips curve against his chest. “Go to sleep, Scarlet. I’ve got club business to take care of tomorrow and then we’re sorting out Holden.”
“Do some people really put their kittens in cages, Absinthe?” Scarlett asked, her voice sleepy. She sounded curious, not judgmental.
He shut down instantly, slamming his mind closed, not wanting one image to chance escaping from his mind to hers.
“I said go to sleep.” He didn’t push at her, but his voice had naturally dropped into command octave. He even removed her hand from his cock, bringing it to his chest. His heart accelerated and his mouth went dry. He couldn’t think about those kittens locked in those cages, not before he closed his eyes. In desperation, he caught her chin and turned her face up to his, finding her lips and kissing her until he couldn’t think straight, until she took everything away.THIRTEEN“Team one will be moving on Sacramento tomorrow night. We want to be finished with everything by three A.M. That’s when the security changes in the buildings we’re burning down. We want them completely in flames and impossible to save but with no loss of life. We’re not touching the building Haley Joico owns. The more Code looked into it, the more it seems as if she took out a huge insurance policy after talking with the Diamondbacks. She expects to profit from a fire.”
Czar looked around the table at the Torpedo Ink members sitting in the large room. The windows, as usual, were open to let in the ocean breeze. “She threw her girls under the bus, allowing the Venomous club to manage them because it gave her a larger paycheck than the Diamondbacks, and now she wants to get out from under them because they aren’t paying her the money they said they would.”