“We’ll have a lot of nights like this, so you might as well get used to sleeping with me.”
I curled in the bed next to him, completely spent. King walked to the other side of the bed and snapped the handcuffs in place. Sex I smiled as King released me. “Because I want you to meet someone.” He shouted back, grabbing my hand and pulling me through the people into a back room. “Stop whimpering.”
“S-sorry, Master.” I muttered, pulling myself up. King swallowed and blinked back. “That makes you mine.” He said, untying me and dropping the ropes to the floor. With his back to us was a man dressed stylishly in dark jeans and a pale green shirt. King had a rough face, that managed to be both masculine and pretty. He pulled back, and there was a hickey on the skin. “This party’s shit man… In truth, I was on the edge of falling asleep already. But the deeper urges in me wanted it. As I was coming down from my high, King licked his lips and bit the lily white inside of my thigh. Now, get on the bed. “Stop moving.” He commanded, placing his hands on my shoulders.
