Bound by Blood: Two Novellas of Paranormal Romance by Sarah Bella Read Free Book Online

his Awen out to her, pouring it through his fingers and palms, forcing it inside of her.
    Penny's eyes flashed brightly. Her mouth hung open, chest heaving as she strained against her bonds. "Now," she insisted. "I have to paint now."
    "Swallow it. Shove it down. Imagine it pooling in your stomach. Swirling hot."
    Penny's eyes fluttered closed; her breathing calmed slowly.
    He dragged his stubby nails down her stomach, faint pink lines popping up in his wake. "Touch is important because it wakes up the latent energy in your medium. It's as much for the medium as it is for the artist."
    He leaned in close, sucking her earlobe into his mouth. "You can learn as much with your tongue, as you can with your fingers, lesson one A."His cock lay against her hip, pressed tightly to her as he explored her neck. His mouth lingered on her collarbone, sucked the tip of one pink nipple. He released it with the flick of his tongue.
    "Lesson two: Be open to new experiences. Learning to sketch can improve a sculptor's understanding of shape and depth, just like learning to submit can improve a Dom's understanding of domination.
    "What's something you've always wanted to try Penny?Something you were maybe a little afraid of?"Her shuddering breath on his skin lit him up.
    "Blindfolds?"
    "Is that a question or the answer?"He sat up, knees between her thighs and looked down at her expectantly.
    "The answer. Something I've always wanted to try, but been a little afraid of."
    "And what's the appeal of that Penny?"He traced her ribs with his fingers, visibly distracting her.
    "The unknown. It, um–" she hissed and arched as his fingers rolled over her nipples. "It sounds fun."
    "And what's so scary about it?"He braced one hand beside her head, hovering over the top of her. He followed the contours of her breasts, making her squirm.
    On an exhale. "The unknown. Not being able to see what's coming, what the other person is doing. There's a lot of trust involved."
    "But you said you trust me."
    "I do."
    "Then what's so scary?"He climbed off the bed, sifting through the drawer where Penny had found the scarves used to bind her wrists. He came up with a third scarf, a dark scrap of fabric, narrower than the others.
    He saw her pulse beating in her throat, racing wildly as he came closer with her make-do blindfold. "Ta da."He knelt beside her ribcage. "Lift your head for me, Penny girl."He folded the cloth in half lengthwise, wrapping the ends under Penny's head, trying not to tie it into her hair. "How's that?Can you see?"
    "Not a thing."She shook her head, hair flying wildly.
    "Perfect."He stood beside the bed, silently waiting her out. He counted the pulses in her throat.
    Penny craned her head side to side, as if hoping to sneak a peek under the edge of the blindfold. At three-hundred and ten beats, she finally caved. "Drake?"
    "Right here, Penny girl."
    She turned toward his voice and half a smile crept onto her face. "Were you testing me?"
    "Not testing you so much as testing your resolve."
    "That doesn't make any sense."
    "Maybe not to you."The bed sagged beneath his weight as he settled in between her thighs again. "But here's the thing, now that you've waited it out, you're already worked up aren't you?Thinking all sorts of things while I waited patiently. You did half my job for me. Did you imagine what I was doing? What I was going to do?"
    She nodded again.
    "And now that your imagination's all fired up,I won't have to work nearly as hard."He palmed both breasts, kneading them until she moaned, and then withdrew. He kissed her sweetly on the mouth. "That's not so terrifying, is it?"
    "Not at all." She smiled up at him and his cock leapt, hoping it was time for lesson five.
    "I think you're ready for lesson three."His whispered words disappeared with her smile.
    "I was just starting to like lesson two."
    He grinned, though she couldn't see it. "I think you'll like lesson three even more: Expect the unexpected. We'll leave your blindfold right