"How does that feel?" he asked. His breath was hot against her ear.
"Tight," Sofia rasped. "But good."
She felt a sudden sharp pull in her mind. It was Damien. He was screaming in their mental link. He felt her excitement, and it was making him lose his mind with jealousy. Sofia felt a flash of guilt, but she shoved it away. She wanted to be here. She wanted to feel Lucas.
Lucas moved back to the front of her. He looked at her bound arms and then at her face. He reached for a small piece of black lace on the table. It was a blindfold.
"I want you to only feel me," he said. "No looking."
He tied the lace over her eyes. Everything went pitch black. Sofia gasped as her other senses suddenly became very sharp. She could smell his woodsy scent. She could hear the heavy sound of his breathing.
