Meadow’s POV:

A shiver of anticipation ran down my spine as I felt the leather come around my second ankle.

My core pulsed nonstop, my body squirming as his words settled into my mind.

“So what’s the safe word?” I breathed.

Alaric didn’t answer right away. Instead, he walked to the side of the bed. I followed him with my eyes, twisting as much as the spreader bar would allow. His hand disappeared behind the headboard, as if he was looking for something.

And then I heard a ...