“Protection?” I didn’t understand how rings in my n*****s were going to protect me from anything, but the way he continued to play, I didn’t really care.
“No one will dare touch what belongs to the high councilor.” He sounded like a possessive caveman. “Enough questions. Place your hands above your head and allow me to examine my mate.”
I froze, my hands locked in front of me. “Tark, I don’t—”
“This…” He moved his hand a little lower and gently tugged on the chain, sending a hot sizzle of pleasure from both of my n*****s directly to my c**t, “…is also a tool I will use to make sure you learn obedience, gara. Just one of the many ways your body will learn to submit to mine—and keep you from arguing.”
garaHe let go of the chain and it fell onto my skin once again, the once cool metal now
