Ruthless Creatures by J.T. Geissinger

Then he breaks away and stands at the edge of the bed,
looking down.
“You’re not to move or make a sound.”
His voice has changed. It’s dropped lower, becoming
harder and darker. His expression has changed, too. It’s closed
off. Impenetrable.
He’s in full Alpha mode.
Trembling, my skin on fire and my heart beating like mad,
I nod again.
He moves to my dresser and yanks open a drawer. Not
finding what he’s looking for, he yanks open another. He
reaches in and pushes panties and bras aside, then turns to me,
holding a pair of my stockings.
“Lie on your back in the middle of the bed.”
I scramble from the edge of the mattress to the middle,
then lie down. Kage walks back to the bed and stands there
looking at me, his hungry gaze roving over my naked body.
“Put your arms over your head and spread your legs.”
If my heart keeps doing what it’s doing, I’ll either pass out
or die. In the meantime, I lift my arms, rest them on the pillow
over my head, and slide my legs farther apart.
Kage wraps one of my stockings around my wrists and ties
the ends together. Then he lifts my arms and uses the other
stocking to tie my wrists to the slatted headboard of the bed.
He tests the strength of the knots, jerking them until he’s
satisfied that they’ll hold.
“Is the pressure too tight?”
“No. It’s okay.”
“Good. Tell me if it gets uncomfortable.”
He leans down and kisses me. Then, very lightly, he slaps
me between my spread legs.
I jerk in surprise and gasp against his mouth. Heatwaves of
pleasure rush out from my pussy, rippling through my body.