“Yes, because if I can’t be alone with you, I’m going to at least make sure I have all of your attention.” He kissed me, swallowing my chuckle. “Besides, you taste so fucking good. How am I supposed to sit here and not take a little lick?” He swiped his tongue over my bottom lip. “Or a bite?” He nipped that same lip just as his hand cupped the back of my neck. God, I was so damn turned on right now it wasn’t even funny.

Hearing a throat clear, I looked up to find my brother sneering at Salem. “Can you stop mauling my sister?”

Salem glared at him. “No, I won’t stop touching my mate.” That had Cristiano scowling.

“Boys, boys,” I interjected, “this is a celebration. No arguing.”

Cristiano shot Salem a withering glare before flashing me a smile. “I came to ask you for a dance.”

“She can’t right now, she’s busy,” Salem answered for me. I rolled my eyes.

“You can’t expect her not to have at least one dance at her own Binding.” Cristiano smirked. “Let’s face it, it’s not like you’ll give her that dance.”

Well, that was probably true enough so…Wait, why were we standing?

“Your brother’s right, baby. You should get to dance at our Binding.” His reluctance was clear in his tone. But apparently he was more unwilling to part with me than he was to dance, because sure enough he escorted me onto the very crowded dance floor.

Considering how reluctant he was to get up there, I’d expected him to totally lack in rhythm. Big mistake on my part. He held me just right as we swayed: his left hand kept my hand over his heart, his right hand rested on my lower back, and he tucked my head beneath his chin.

Feeling his hard cock brushing against my stomach was like a promise of what was to come. It was also sheer torment, because I was already hot with need after his sensual torture during the meal. Deep inside, I felt empty. And I knew that only he could take that emptiness away by thrusting inside me.

When the song ended, Salem lowered his mouth to my ear and nipped the lobe. “Please tell me we can go now.”

I swallowed hard, more than ready to be alone with him. “We can go now. But discretely,” I stressed, pulling him towards the shadows.

Sam had warned me that it was tradition when the couple was leaving for the guests to line up and not only shake their hands, but for the guys to kiss ‘the bride’ and the women to kiss ‘the groom’. Not a chance was I letting that happen. I doubted Salem would like it any more than I would.

Creeping around was pretty simple when you had a member of the Grand High Pair’s personal squad in the lead. Obviously all his training had paid off. Entering our apartment, he moved to pull me to him. Shaking my head, I backed up.

“Come here,” he rumbled, his face a mask of intensity.

I wagged my finger. “This is our Binding night. We are going to celebrate it in the bedroom.” If I went to him now, let him touch me just once, we’d undoubtedly end up fucking on the floor or against the wall. Not that those were necessarily bad options at all. But for this night, I wanted a bed.

“If that’s what you want.” Moving so fast I had no time to react, Salem scooped me up and carried me through the apartment, not setting me down until we reached the foot of the bed. His stare was so predatory and so piercing it burned my skin and hardened my nipples. Humming low in his throat, he breezed his mouth over mine. Instead of kissing me, he lifted my hand and admired the Binding knot once again, eyes glinting with both satisfaction and arousal. Then, holding my gaze, he sucked my finger into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the knot.

My knees actually buckled. “Shit.” The smug curve to his mouth was nothing but irritating right then. Taking him by surprise, I retrieved my hand and smoothly tackled his fly; smiling when his cock bobbed out of its confines. “All mine,” I whispered, fisting him and sweeping my thumb over the head. Keeping my grip firm, I pumped him; wrenching a thick groan of need from his throat.

“Harder.”

Instead, I knelt at his feet, peeled down his pants, and helped him step out of them. His cock was hard, thick, and long, and I wanted it inside me. But first…Cupping his balls, I lifted them slightly and then very slowly licked from his perineum, over his balls, right to the head of his cock. His hands bunched my hair as a growl rumbled out of him. Again and again, I licked him like a lollipop; his grip on my hair tightened to the point of pain.

“Open your mouth, Ava.” The instant I did, he surged inside. Rather than withdrawing and thrusting again, he stilled. “I love looking at you with my cock in your mouth.” I swirled my tongue around him, and he groaned. “Here’s what’s going to happen next. I’m going to take this mouth. Going to come down your throat, and you’re going to swallow every drop. Then I’m going to taste you until you come all over my tongue. After that, I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll never forget how I feel inside you.” He smoothly pulled back and then thrust back in. “You want that, don’t you?”

Well, duh. I nodded as much as his grip would allow.

“Good.” Then he did as he promised and fucked my mouth. I held onto his thighs, and alternated between digging my fingers into the skin and lightly raking him with my nails. Despite how rough he was, he looked at me the entire time like I was all that mattered.

“Every drop, Ava,” he reminded me. Then he stilled and came with a guttural groan, watching as I swallowed it all. With his hold on my hair, he urged me to stand and kissed me hard. “I think you deserve a reward for that.” He backed me into the open closet door, crushing me against my silk robe. Spotting it, a devious gleam entered his eyes that made me a little nervous.

“What?”

He pulled the tie free of the robe. “Hands above your head.”

Well now. Holding his heated gaze, I slowly did as he asked.

He bound my wrists together with the tie and then attached it to the hook. “Very nice.” He brushed his nose along my neck, inhaling deeply. “Don’t move.” Then he dropped to his knees, and his hands shackled my ankles gently. “I’ve been thinking about doing this all fucking night,” he said as his hands slowly and smoothly slid up my legs, forcing the front of my dress to hike up around my waist. Arousal flashed across his face as he saw my white lacy, silk panties.