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“I don’t repeat my directives.”
“Sorry, Sir.” She turned over and crawled backward until her knees rested on the edge of the bed. She turned her head and rested her cheek on her folded arms.
“Lovely.” Jobek ran his hands down her back then squeezed her cheeks. She held her breath, knowing where this was leading. He slowly pulled her cheeks apart and held them open. “Who owns this wet pussy?”
“You and Tandor.” A thrill dropped through her as she realized that they were about to make that claim permanent.
“And that tight little asshole? Who owns your tightest hole?”
“Tandor and you.” She switched it around, not wanting Tandor to feel second best.
Tandor chuckled, clearly understanding her thinking.
“I need to mark you, love,” Jobek said unapologetically. “And it needs to be something I’ve never done before.”
Fear shivered through her. She accepted the uncertainty, acknowledged it without giving in. “I trust you. I will always trust you.”
“Good girl.” He released her cheeks and kissed his way down her spine. “Arms out to the side. I want total submission.”
“Yes, Commander.” Her mouth had gone dry and her heart thudded in her chest as she waited to see what that meant.
He stood behind her again and paused to stroke her upturned bottom. “You are so soft here. It is almost a shame to disturb the silky texture with angry welts.” A wicked chuckle rumbled in his chest. “Almost.”
She heard a faint whistle and then fire exploded across her cheeks. She screamed, helplessly twisting her hips.
“Hold the position.”
Fuck, that hurt. She took a shuddering breath and forced herself to stop wiggling. The second snap identified the torture device. He was caning her, likely with the long, thin handle of anoratel.
Two more snaps landed against her ass before she lost her composure completely. “Stop!” she wailed. “It really, really hurts. I don’t want any more. Please, stop.” Her impassioned plea trailed away into shuddering sobs.
Jobek ran his hand up the inside of her leg. “You’re so wet, my love. If you really want me to stop, why are your inner thighs covered with pussy juice?”
She hated that term, and he only used it to annoy her. “Are you almost done?”
“Would I tell you even if I were?”
She sobbed again, but returned to the position he wanted. “Please, be almost done.”
He pressed a tender kiss to each welted cheek before he delivered the final snap.
She heard theoratelhit the floor and looked back at him. “You’re d-done?”
“Yes, mate. Your ass is gloriously welted and Tandor is desperate for your pussy.”
To form the soul bond they had to take her at the same time. It was the only form of intimacy that they’d yet to experience. Jobek helped her up off the bed. Each movement pulled against the skin on her bottom, making the sting more intense.
“Can I have a minute?”
“Of course.” Jobek leaned down and kissed her deeply.You are so brave, mate. We are lucky to have you.
Tandor rubbed her back and squeezed her shoulders as he waited for Jobek to release her lips. As soon as Jobek pulled back, Tandor turned her head and eased his tongue into her mouth.I love you, mate. So very much.
She pulled back and looked deep into his eyes as she said, “I love you too.”
“I love you just as much as Tandor,” Jobek insisted with a grin. “Do you still love me after what I just did to you?”
“I will always love you. I just don’t like you very much at the moment.”
