Killian DavenportI carry her into the bedroom and set her down on the edge of the mattress. She’s still smiling that small, defiant little smile, but her breathing is already uneven. I stand over her and look down.“Take the shirt off.”Elena pulls it over her head without argument. The soft fabric drops to the floor. She’s completely naked underneath. Her nipples are already tight and peaked. My cock throbs hard against the front of my sweatpants at the sight of her.Fuck.She’s perfect. Soft curves, smooth skin, the faint marks I left on her last night is still visible. I want to ruin her all over again.“Look at you,” I murmur. “Already so needy and I haven’t even touched you yet.”I open the bottom drawer of the nightstand and pull out the soft black tie I’ve kept there. Her eyes widen slightly when she sees it, but she doesn’t protest. I take her wrists, bring them together above her head, and bind them carefully.It’s tight enough that she feels the restraint but loose eno
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