she covered her br**sts with her hands.

Flint met her eyes and arched an eyebrow at her. “You’re a little jumpy. I told you that I’m the only one who will possess you.”

“You startled me. I didn’t hear you come up behind me.”

“I don’t have a blindfold but I brought a belt I use for sparring. Ready?”

He released her. He showed Mira the belt—a soft cloth at least four inches wide. He placed it over her eyes. The belt went from the tip of her nose to her forehead. He tied it carefully before turning her to face him.

She was mostly blind. She could see a tiny bit of light peeking in if she looked down her nose where the belt didn’t totally cover since Flint had been careful to not block her nose completely so she could breathe. She realized she faced Iron as well. The blindfold helped her not feel completely embarrassed that Iron was looking at her body. She decided to shut her eyes tightly and kept them that way.

Flint gripped her gently and eased her down on the cot. His big hands guided her until she was lying flat on her back on the soft mattress. “I’m going to tie her down,” Flint said softly. “Your human doesn’t want you to touch her so we’ll simulate this accurately.” Flint released Mira. Seconds later his large hand curled around her arm.

“Easy, Mira.You look damn tense. I’m going to bind your arms above you. Your wrists are still injured so I’m going to bind you above the elbows. It’s just me touching you as we discussed.”

She nodded, forcing herself to relax as much as possible. She was na**d on her back on the cot as Flint bound each of her arms. He secured them together so she was palm to palm and the binding ran from just above her elbows to just under them. Flint released her, giving the binding an experimental tug. Her arms wouldn’t come down and they wouldn’t move more than a few inches. She tugged harder, realizing she wasn’t going to get free.

“Using a cot like this will be preferable to your bed. You might want to grab one of these from supply to take to your room.” Flint spoke softly.

“Why?” Iron’s voice sounded huskier than usual.

“The bars are perfect to restrain a woman. Let me undress and I’ll show you what you can do to your human. Strip off your shirt and give it to me. I don’t have a spare and I just realized how perfect these cots are for total control.”

Mira panicked. He was asking Iron to remove his shirt? Had Flint lied to her? Would he let Iron touch her? He’d given Mira his word. Maybe she should ask for the blindfold off so she’d know for sure Iron wasn’t near her.

“Please take the blindfold off,” she said softly. “I want to make sure you don’t let him touch me, Flint.”

Silence met her demand until a deep sigh sounded. “I gave you my word, Mira. It should be enough. No one will enjoy your body but me.”

“Please, Flint.”

He sounded angry when he spoke. “I swear to you that I will be the only one to f**k you. You doubt my word?”

Shit. She’d pissed him off. Mira shook her head.

“I’m going to use my shirt and his to bind your legs. Don’t fight me.”

That was the only warning she got before material wrapped around her calf right under her knee and then her leg was shoved upward and to the side. Flint forced her knees to bend in his hold. She gasped from the shock of it. She tried to pull her leg away but Flint just chuckled as he tied the arms of the shirt around the side of the cot.

When he gripped the other leg she fought but it didn’t do her any good. Flint was much stronger as he put her where he wanted her. She ended up being tied just under the knees with her legs spread wide apart. She couldn’t move anything but her feet since the shirt material stretched from knee almost to ankle. She couldn’t straighten her legs or close them.

Well, so much for her plan of being seduced, she thought. This was not going the way she’d imagined.

She burned with embarrassment. Her knees were almost breast level, her ass barely touched the bed.

Being totally exposed made her squirm. Every inch of her pu**y was revealed for Flint and Iron to view.

“She had her hair