Chapter 81

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 sound.

It was a soft click, followed by a low whirring sound that had the hairs at the back of my neck standing at attention.

“What is that?” I asked. My voice was shaky despite my attempts to make it sound firm.

I twisted some more, watching the headboard…slide open as the sound deepened.

What kind of headboard was this?

My heart rate quickened, pulse hammering against my ears as a set of chains descended from the now open headboard. There