Four
GRAY
“Tell me,” Darius said, his nose grazing my jawline, making me shiver. “Tell me what you need, love.”
I needed to touch him. To taste him. To feel him inside me, on top of me, all over me. Straining hard against the straps, I said, “Untie me and I’ll show you what I need.”
“Untie you? I think not.” Darius arched an elegant brow, a smirk sliding across his mouth. His fingers ghosted across my wrist, caressing the thin swath of skin exposed along the edge of the leather strap, then feathered down the inside of my arm to the crook of my elbow. “Even if you weren’t a dangerous newborn predator, I rather like this look.”
Swallowing the thickness in my throat, I whispered, “Helpless and hungry?”
“Hmm.” His eyes ignited and he leaned in close again, soft lips buzzing my own, his e
