"Please, no more," Roxy demanded.
But the soft, breathless giggle that escaped her lips completely ruined her serious tone. She tugged playfully at the smooth black silk tying her right wrist to the heavy wooden headboard, and then she pulled gently at the expensive string of glowing white pearls tying her left wrist. She couldn't escape, and she didn't really want to.
Ren let out a low, totally wicked laugh. The handsome fox walked over to the edge of the mattress and let his white towel drop completely onto the thick rug.
"You are our Matriarch," Ren whispered, crawling onto the bed. His bright purple eyes were completely filled with a heavy, hypnotic heat. "A true Queen never begs for mercy. Especially not from her humble servants."
Syris chuckled smoothly from the other side of her body. "He is absolutely right. We are just doing our duty, my heart. We have to make sure you are thoroughly welcomed to your new castle."
