“Show them what it’s like for a man to die from pleasure.” “Ask nicely.” The order falls from my lips before I can stop it, and Saint’s expression flares with surprise—and a new dark excitement. Power hums in my bloodstream, and I slowly circle my hips again. “If you want to come… Ask nicely,” I tease, panting there above him. Saint sounds a desperate groan. “Baby… Please.” I’m on fire. The way he’s looking at me, it’s like I’m the sole flame in a dark tundra; the only star in a clouded sky. The way they’re all looking at me. Waiting. For my permission. My gift of release. “Louder,” I command
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