Chapter 185

Harper's POV

I don’t even understand this position. Not fully. But I don’t care. All I know is that I can’t move.

Theo’s used rope to tie my wrists and ankles to the top and bottom of the bed, it’s stretched tight enough that there’s no give. No slack. I’m open and exposed, completely at his mercy.

And he’s showing none.

Every thrust feels brutal. In any other position, my body would have room to shift, to soften the impact. That little bit of movement would take the edge off. But this? This doesn’t give me anything.

The bed creaks beneath us, but I don’t move. Not even an inch. My screams break the air with every punishing snap of his hips.

Sex with Theo has always lived on that sharp edge of too much. Always just enough pain to make the pleasure unbe