Octavia's Time [The Klawinken] (Siren Publishing Allure) Read Online Free Page B

large fenced backyard. This room will work well.”
    Octavia sat down at the table and watched him begin to prepare for the piercings. She was mesmerized by his smooth, long tapered fingers that removed clamps, forceps, packaged needles, medical pads, disinfectant, and an array of other items that she couldn’t put a name to from his bag. He looked over at her and grinned, showing even, white teeth. “I have something in my car that I need to bring in. Would you excuse me for a second?”
    “Of course, I’ll show you out.”
    “No need. I’ll find my way. Just relax. I’ll be right back.”
    Octavia watched him disappear through the house. This man was going to pierce her nipples and insert nipple rings. She trembled with the desire of a woman who was about to be taken for the first time, no, she corrected, a woman who was going to have her nipples pierced for the first time. I must be suffering from some kind of mental disorder. If I wasn’t, I would tell him to leave.
    He walked back into the sunroom carrying a folding table with a mattress pad. She watched him open it and then secure the latches before he put the pad in place. “This is where you will lay while I pierce your nipples. You did want them both done, is that right?”
    “Yes,” she breathed, wondering how much longer it would be before she was on her back, half naked, and looking up into his handsome face from the table.
    “Do you have the jewelry?”
    She pulled a clear plastic pouch from her pants pocket that held two silver rings that she had been told, by the clerk at the specialty store and Kala, would look great on her nipples. She had thought she wanted a ring, but the barbells that were on display looked interesting, too. The clerk had ushered them into a small private room and pulled out a binder full of pictures that depicted all types of nipple jewelry that were being modeled by both men and women.
    As if sensing her confusion, Kala whispered, “I think the rings are the best.”
    “For most women,” the clerk spoke with authority, “we suggest a twelve-gauge ring, especially when it is your first piercing.”
    She finally decided on the silver captive bead rings. They were simple but elegant.
    “They’re perfect.” Kala had smiled.
    Octavia now handed the same nipple rings to Mathieu, whose touch sent little shock waves through her fingertips and up her arm. Suddenly she had a flashback to her dream of the night before, when the man from her dream had touched her body in ways that could still make her blush.
    “Octavia, are you ready?”
    “I think so,” she said, feeling over heated and very nervous. The whole idea of having a needle jabbed through her nipple had suddenly become very real and scary.
    “Are you afraid?” he asked, his voice low and soft, his lips near her ear.
    “A little,” she breathed.
    “That’s normal. I would be surprised if you weren’t afraid. I’m going to explain everything to you. There’s no need for fear.”
    He showed her the latex gloves that he slipped on before he went over the items on the table. He explained that the needles would stay in the sterile bag until just before he was ready to use them. He answered all her questions with cool professionalism before he asked her to take her T-shirt off so that he could mark her nipples for the piercings.
    She closed her eyes and tugged it over her head. She felt the heaviness of her breasts move upward as she lifted her arms higher over her head. When she brought the T-shirt down in her lap to fold it, she looked up into Mathieu’s green eyes that sparkled with anything but the cool professionalism he had so recently demonstrated. She felt shy and yet proud as her nipples responded.
    “Do you think you’ll have any trouble piercing my nipples?” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
    “None.” He removed his gloves and gently touched both her nipples. “However, you do realize for the next six weeks you are going to have to take