Chapter 64

The notes of Shea’s moan and the bodily sway within Lucian’s grasp only fed the victorious fire. “O-only…?”

“Yes, beloved. Only.”

Confusion and then recognition colored Shea’s inarticulate murmur, and Shea’s arms closed about Lucian in a way no traditionally trained submissive would dare to hold their master. Lucian massaged Shea’s scalp, and for a crazy moment, it was like he could hear the tethers and chains linking Shea to the nightmare past snap and break.