Page 79 of The Siren's Call
“You certainly will, and not until I say,” Dimitri replies, before releasing her neck and grabbing her hand, pulling her out of the lift.
Luka comes back out of the apartment and gives the go ahead to enter. Kai marches in followed by the rest of them.
“Lev- room to the left, last door on the right. Dimitri- room to the right, second door on the left. Do not disturb us for anything,” Kai orders, before carrying me off.
I think we are heading to the bedroom, but he marches off in the other direction to the room he showed me last night. His Den. Oh hell. Fuck no.
“Kai, fuck that shit I am not going in that room again,” I shout.
“You are my Little Vixen, and you will be quiet and listen to me. Remember the rules of the Den Valentina.” Kai retorts, as he opens the door and locks it after him.
He slowly slides me down his body and places me on the floor. I look up at him in question and he places his right index finger over my parted mouth.
“I wish to give you your pre-wedding gift Valentina and this is the place I will give it to you. That though, will be when we are about to leave this room. Before that I have a one-off offer for you,” Kai says to me, with an edge of uncertainty to his voice.
“What offer is it, Kai?” I ask.
“Tonight, and only ever tonight, I will let you take control. I will let you do whatever you wish to me in this room. Make the most of this chance Valentina, because this will not be offered again.” Kai replies.
I look around the room at the things I have no clue of how to use. I doubt Kai is making the right decision here, giving me free reign with his toys. I look over at the bed though and a memory flashes before my eyes. Umm, I could improvise.
“Kai, does the bed have chains?” I ask.
“Does my Little Vixen want to chain me up?” Kai teases.
“I do, actually,” I say, smiling up at him.
He laughs down at me and it’s beautiful. No mask, no barrier, just a genuine laugh. He walks over to a cupboard at the far corner of the room. Opening the door he pulls out what look like leather padded cuffs.
“Does my Little Vixen want just my arms chained, or my legs as well?” he asks over his shoulder.
Well fuck, might as well have him at my mercy.
“Legs as well, please,” I reply.
“Lovely manners my Little Vixen,” he coos.
I shiver at the praise. I have no clue as to why I feel this way with Kai. Why every compliment or praise he gives me matters, but it does. The thing is, I feel no less empowered by the need to please him though.
He finishes getting the equipment he needs from the cupboard and closes it, carrying the things he has selected to the bed. He places them down and flips the ornamental knobs on the top of the headboard over. They must be hollow because sitting underneath them is a metal clip.
I walk over to the bed to get a better look; Kai grabs hold of the clip and pulls on it, revealing it’s attached to a chain that must run throughout the headboard. He attaches the cuffs to the clips on either side of the headboard, then walks to the bottom of the bed. I follow and find that there are hidden pockets in the legs of the bed which contain the same clips and chains as the headboard.
I’m flabbergasted.Who the hell makes these contraptions for him,I wonder. As Kai finishes up fastening the cuffs to the bottom of the bed I stand there watching, trying to plan what I’m going to do.
“Everything is ready my Little Vixen,” Kai says, breaking me out of my thoughts.
I look him over standing there in all his delectable glory, black shirt open about three buttons down revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest. His shirt sleeves rolled up to display his muscled forearms with bulging veins. His hands are in the pockets of his black trousers and, as I look back up at those ocean-blue eyes of his. I can see humour at my perusal of his body.
“Strip!” I demand.
He smirks at me, but follows my demand and starts unbuttoning his shirt slowly. I watch his hands as he goes and when he opens the bottom button and glides the shirt off his shoulders. His body is a masterpiece, honed to perfection and built for sin.
His hands go to his belt buckle and I hold my breath. He loosens it and smirks at me. I hold his gaze, but can’t resist looking down at his hands again as they undo his fly. He just loosens his grip on his trousers and lets gravity take over, sending them puddling to the ground. Fuck me, he was commando. His cock slaps back up against his abdomen.
He toes off his shoes and leans down to pull off his socks. He stands, looking at me in all his naked glory. I take my time looking over his body and then bring my eyes back to his.
“Lie on the bed Kai, I want you spread eagle so I can restrain you,” I order.
