IMOGEN’S POV

I felt something shift— His thighs tensed harder under my hands, and my fingers, still gripping him for balance, brushed against his balls.

They were tight, drawn up close, and I froze for a split second, confused.

Was this normal?

Was he close?

I’d never done this long enough with Perry to know what it meant—his impatience always cut things short, leaving me clueless.

My heart raced, a flicker of panic mixing with my desire to please Blond.

What was I supposed to do now?

“Fuck, Princess, you’re driving me wild,” Silas growled, his voice thick, almost desperate. His hand tightened in my hair, urging me on, but...