Elayna tried to rest, knowing it was still very early in the morning, but it was impossible. The silkiness of the bed coverings slid across her nude body in the most sensuous way when she moved. The collar around her neck was flat with enough room to move completely around if she needed to turn in her sleep, keeping the chain from tangling or the collar from becoming too tight.
Elayna reached up to touch the metal circumference of the collar again. Why wasn't she terrified, screaming for help, fighting to get away from what could only be a mad man? These thoughts kept running through head over and over again, making her dizzy with unanswered questions.
She lifted her hand to lightly touch her cheek. The slap had been so unexpected, it was painful and had made her very angry for a moment. But then, she felt as though she had begun to melt, the sting still radiating across her tender skin. She had wanted to bury her face in his hand and beg forgiveness, even though she had not really realized what her transgression had been.
And worse, she was sure she had become wet between her legs. Sliding her left hand beneath the coverlets, she reached down to the vee between her legs, slipping one slender finger into her warmth, testing for wetness. Closing her eyes, sighing quietly, she relived the moment just prior to and after the slap. Kai's eyes had been so intense, nearly glazed with a power that terrified and intrigued Elayna at the same time.
Elayna moved her finger slowly in and out, imagining the look in his eyes and the feel of his hand on her face over and over again. Her hips moved sensuously up against her hand, her mouth opened slightly as she imagined his kiss again and again. Elayna's breathing grew more rapid, the chain rattled quietly, adding to her excitement. She was getting so close, spreading her legs, pretending, imagining him there.
"Did I give you permission to pleasure yourself slave?"
His angry voice echoed from the open doorway. She had been so immersed in her fantasy, she had not heard the door open or his entrance into her room. He was standing over her, his very height intimidating.
"I asked you a question Elayna, or are you too far gone pleasuring yourself to answer the One that owns you now?"
Elayna was mortified, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment. Quickly retrieving both hands from beneath the blankets, she pressed them to her face.