Elle POV
The vibration was a living thing inside me, a relentless thrum that had just shattered me into a million screaming pieces. I was sobbing, my body limp and trembling in the intricate ropes, my mind a white haze of sensation. The blindfold made the world a dark, terrifying, exquisite prison.
Too much. Please.
The thought was formless. A plea to the gods, to Blake, to the universe itself.
Then, the vibration… changed.
The deep, internal hum of the thick shaft inside me didn’t stop, but it… shifted. It was joined by a new pressure. A blunt, insistent heat replacing the polished wood.
I knew what it was an instant before he moved.
My breath hitched, a new kind of sob forming in my throat.
With a low, possessive growl that vibrated through my back where his chest was pressed aga
