She straddled his stomach and looked down at him. The heat of her sex burned him.
She rested her hands on his chest and began to rub her thumbs across his nipples. Goosebumps broke out on his flesh where she touched him, lightly trailing her fingers over his chest.
To have her so close and not be able to touch and taste? Torture.
Focus, Cadan. “What in the hell are you doing, lassie? How the hell did you get me tied up?”
“I called Esha. She gave me a sleeping spell for you. Some powder, like pixie dust, that I had to blow into your room after you’d fallen asleep. I didn’t want you waking up while I fastened the straps.”
He tried to keep his eyes on hers, but they were drawn down her body once again. She was ethereally pale, with small breasts and a trim waist that flared into beautiful hips. Freckles dotted her shoulders and chest.
Who was this woman? “What in the hell are you doin’?”
His cock was painfully stiff, so hard that it strained against her ass. He yanked at the bonds again, but they didn’t budge.
“I’ll tell you, but first, I want to know something.”
“Aye?”
“You like me, right?”
“Nay, lassie, this hard-on has nothing to do with you.”
“You know what I mean.” She looked down at him uncertainly.
Ah, his lassie needed reassurance. As much as he knew he shouldn’t admit it, that he should be cruel to end this game, he couldn’t bear to see the hesitant smile slip off her face. His brain had flown straight out of his head.
Knowing that he would regret it, he said, “Aye, lassie, I do. There’s no’ another like you.”
Her smile brightened. “Likewise.”
“Now tell me what this is about.” He had a pretty good idea, even though it shocked the hell out of him.
“You know who I was in a past life. I don’t. And I really, really need to know. I’ve run out of time and options, so I think you should tell me.”
Shite. That wasn’t what he was expecting. “And how do you plan for that to happen?”
“I think you know.” She smiled. “Have you ever been tortured, Cadan?”
His jaw clenched when she rubbed her sex against him. “No’ like this.”
She smiled. “Well, you get the gist of it anyway. I’m going to bring you to the brink so many times your eyes will cross. When you tell me who I was, you can have anything you want.”
She reached behind her and grasped his cock in her small hand. He nearly shouted with pleasure, then desperately clenched his teeth to stifle himself.
“I doona want you.” Gods, he was lying. He wanted her more than anything in the world. He wanted her in every way possible, pinned beneath him, his to take.
But more than anything, he wanted her now, this way. With him tied to the bed and her on top of him, taking whatever she wanted from his body. Use me. Take your pleasure from me. His hips jerked at the thought and she ran her soft palm up and down his length.
“You, Cadan, are a terrible liar. And you’re my terrible liar.”
Aye, yours. As you are mine. He wanted her to take her pleasure from him, untie him, and then he would show her what it meant to be his. But he couldn’t, could never, and for everything in the past and future, he had to resist. But how?
And where had this temptress come from?
When Diana laughed he realized he’d spoken aloud. “I was always here. You saw me—young and a professor, reserved in my manners—and drew your own conclusions. They just weren’t necessarily true. You’re dating yourself again, Cadan. True, I’ve never tied up a man and had my way with him before, so I’m no expert, but I think I can figure it out.”
With those words, she bent down and began to kiss his neck, her soft, hot tongue running across the tendons as he strained. Only now did he realize that the room was lit by dozens of candles.
She rubbed her breasts against his chest and he strained at the bonds. He wanted just one touch. To put his hands on her smooth skin and run them over the curves and hollows of her body.
She ran her warm lips down his chest, rising up on all fours as she did so, curved and soft in the light. She was careful not to touch his cock now, though it desperately reached for her.
“You have the most amazing muscles,” she murmured against his clenched abs.
With a lick, she continued to kiss her way down his body, her mouth hot and avid on him. He tensed as she neared his cock, but she skipped over, raining soft kisses over his thighs and within inches of his balls. He groaned when he felt her breath feather over him and looked down to see her staring up at him.
Take me in your mouth. He wanted to see his cock slide between her pink lips.
She hovered just over his shaft, her face all but glowing in the candlelight. She knelt on all fours with her head bent down to his cock and the curve of her ass rising above her head. Her eyes burned into his and there was nothing but desire in them.