Chapter 41: I have questions

He arranged her arms and legs again, and this time, he left her dress just above her knees. She wanted to stretch, a long, sinuous stretch of pleasure, and she wanted to clench her legs together. Rub them together to relieve the strange pleasurable ache she felt, but she couldn't. She couldn't do any of those things or this fiend of pleasure-giving would kill her with sensation by merely playing with her hair.

Zain started over several times - no matter how hard she tried to stay still, her body was too sensitized to remain motionless under his wicked hands. And sometimes, a question would burst past her lips without her even realizing she was going to blurt it out. She'd learned to read Zain in these weeks they'd been together, and when the questions burst out of her, she thought she saw amusement in his blazing red eyes, in the way a fang showed.