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"Goodness, I hope so," piped in Dara, licking her lips. I simply nodded, unable to take my eyes off them. She stripped away the tunic and fastened his hands behind his back, standing him up by his long hair. Now he wore only in tight black leggings, his perfect chest exposed. "Cleo? Where shall we put him?" I resisted the urge to touch him. "The drawing room archway." I led them to the gilt doorway, met Corwin's eyes as we chained him into it. I looked away. Hooks the perfect height for him. They had originally been placed for a woman my size, which is small, and Corwin was just about my height. Glin put a collar around his neck, clipping the long ends of the chains to it. He made a delicious picture like that, the fire backlighting his spreadeagled figure, the chains shining in the flames. |