Desolation Road (Torpedo Ink 4)

“I think you’re in love with my cock.”

“That too,” she agreed, because there was some truth in that.

The presents that intrigued her the most were the ones Ice had given them. Those sparkling jewels sitting in long velvet boxes. They were rubies to add to the collection he’d started for them. Just looking at them made her so wet and needy. She wasn’t certain how best to ask for what she wanted.

She’d spent time during the last week and again during the short couple of hours while Absinthe had been in his meeting looking up kitten play online and on YouTube. She wanted to extend her ability to communicate with him and also to move like a cat with her body, slink, be more feline and sensuous for him. She practiced sounds. She read and also listened to other women talking about how much they loved playing the part of a kitten for their “master.” Just reading and practicing made her want Absinthe. She found she wanted to try out the things she’d learned. And she wanted to please him all the more.

Now, looking at the wedding gifts laid out on their bed, her gaze couldn’t help straying to the sparkling ruby jewels. There were earrings, two pair, both chandelier, one much longer and heavier than the other, with screws on them. A complicated harness that wrapped around both breasts and clearly somehow buckled around her bottom cheeks, and framed her pussy lips. Little rubies were embedded throughout the leather, but the best part was, the harness had a matching collar that said Property of Absinthe. She loved that.

She licked her lips, her breath causing her breasts to rise and fall. Helplessly, she looked at Absinthe, willing him to understand. He stood her up and turned her around to unzip the dress. “Leave on your stockings. I’ll put the harness on you and attach them to that. I’m going to take you through the house tonight, so the stockings will get ruined, but I want to see the tail with the ocean light shining on it from every conceivable angle.”

Her heart felt as if it skipped a beat. “I’d like to give you a wedding present, Absinthe, since you’re giving this to me,” she said shyly, feeling very daring.

His hands stilled on her shoulders. His mouth moved in her hair and then touched her earlobe. She felt his warm breath. “What would that be, miledi? You’ve given me yourself as my wife. There is nothing I want more.”

“I want to remain your kitten all night, even if it’s difficult. I’d like to do that for you.” They hadn’t tried that once yet. She didn’t know why that was important to Absinthe. Why he craved obedience from his woman, especially when he knew she complied with his every demand of her own free will and loved him unconditionally. She caught, over and over in his mind, how important it really was to him, and she was determined to be his everything, to fulfill whatever he needed until he believed in her. In them.

“Are you certain? Having a tail in you all night when you aren’t used to it might be difficult. I will wake you often and lube you so you stay as comfortable as possible, but you won’t get much sleep. I’ll use you often.”

That excited her. She hoped he would. “I want to stay your kitten all night tonight.”

“It’s our wedding night, kiska, so expect it to be long and sometimes uncomfortable. If it’s too difficult, you are to let me know. But remember, pussycats give their masters what they desire, and they get their rewards. If they don’t, there are no rewards, not even on wedding nights.”

That was so much a part of what made playing that role so hot for her. Scarlet nodded and allowed the dress to slide from her arms. She carefully hung it in her closet along with the high heels, but she left the white lace thigh-high stockings on her legs. Starting back into the bedroom, she remembered at the last moment to drop to her hands and knees. She crawled, utilizing her new skill set as best she could.

Absinthe waited for her, already out of his wedding attire, once again dressed only in his silken drawstring pants. He held the harness in his hand and beckoned to her. “Come here, malen’kiy kiska, you’re going to love your harness. Ice made this for you. I gave him your measurements. I wanted him to see you in it just in case he needed to make changes but knew you would be too shy.”

She was beginning to find the idea of him showing her off to one or two of his friends hot. She knew Absinthe liked the idea of showing her off all decked out in her tail and rubies with him safely on the other end of the leash making certain no one else touched her or petted her. Only him. Ice had walked in on them and he’d already seen her naked. Preacher had as well. It wasn’t as if either of them acted like they wanted to touch her. She was getting used to the idea that Torpedo Ink members thought very differently about sex and nudity.