Chapter 27

And then Jesse completely lost touch with the world. Everything was dark and on fire and he felt the orgasm rushing through him, even though it seemed like a distant thing. He felt the come, as hot as blood, painting his stomach and thighs.

The loss of Gideon’s fangs came from far away, as was the gentle way Gideon cradled him against his chest. Over and over, Gideon soothed the fresh puncture marks with his tongue, endearments raining down between them like he’d never punished Jesse in the first place. He reached between Jesse’s thighs and broke the padlock on the ring, letting the heavy steel fall to the floor. Cool air rushed over the pinpricks left behind, a stinging pull back to the real world, back to the playroom, back to Jonah watching the pair of them agape.

“Not a word to anyone about this,” Gideon warned Jonah. “This room is safe, and if you don’t respect that, you’ll never see the inside of it again.”

“No, no, Sir.”