1 TEASER

I must've fallen asleep on the floor because I awoke to a bit of cloth tightening against my eyelids. My hands flailed up to pull it off, but a hard masculine arm knocked my hands aside.

"Leave it be." Lucien's voice.

I blinked slowly trying to calm my panic from being blind. I realized that I could see early morning light seeping from beneath the bit of cloth. It's morning.

The cloth was orange and felt smooth and cool.

Satin?

"Why are you tying me up?"

"Just blindfolding you, Plaything." His hand stroked down my arm and helped me sit up on the swaying floor. "Come."

His hand curved around my wrist and under my hand to help me to my feet. He led me across the room. Slowly. "Move as the ship moves. Don't fight its motion."

I chewed my bottom lip.

Suddenly I was yanked hard enough I stumbled forward. Feeling the slap of my bare skin against his hard chest as his body stopped mine. His hand instantly pinching my chin. His thumb slid up and stroked over my bottom lip.

"Come." He urged again. Guiding my body to follow his as he backed up. He reached the edge of the cot and he sat. Pulling me onto his lap. My knees along his hips on the edge of the bed.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Everything." He reached up to scoop my breasts. Making me gasp in surprise since I hadn't known the touch was coming.

"You have the most beautiful body, Plaything." Lucien's voice was a deep purr. As he lifted my breasts. Testing their weight and molding their shape.

Despite myself, I felt my body dampening along his legs.

He wants me as badly. I was starting to understand what that meant. I grabbed his wrists to still him. Because the sensation of cool satin blinding me, and his relentless touch was making me feel breathless.

"No." His voice stopped me. "Keep them at your sides for now."

Swallowing I dropped my fists next to my hips and let him touch me.

"Good girl," He encouraged. "Don't fight me. Let me offer you pleasure."

What does that mean?

His fist suddenly winding in my hair at the back of my head made me gasp. Heart racing. As he pulled my hair back it made my breasts thrust upward.

I drew an unsteady breath.

Then there was moist heat at my neck, massaging. And it took me a moment to realize it was his mouth moving down the side of my throat.

I was breathing shakily. "What are you going to do to me?"

"I told you...Everything..."

His teeth brushed my collarbone and he nipped me slightly. Palming my breasts and rolling the soft flesh. "You're making me hard."

"Lucien." I murmured in panic. Hating that he was making my body melt. Trying to remember that I shouldn't want him. That he was my enemy.

"Yes, Plaything?"

"Please..."

"Please, what?"

"Please...don't..." I begged.

"Don't what? Make you want me to drive into you?" He queried. "Not a chance."