“Remember rule four.”His fingers slid back to her lips, tormenting her with the promise of everything she wanted.“Tell me the truth.”
The heat of his breath teased her hip, and as he planted soft kisses on her ass, she mewled.Nothing about the mountain of muscle kneeling beside her should have been as gentle as those caresses were, yet as his lips brushed her skin, she wanted more.More of his tenderness, and more of his tough authority.Kneeling there, she couldn’t recall how she’d managed without either.
“Yes, I liked it, Master.”She couldn’t believe she was telling him so, but what else could she do?
He’d already ascertained the truth for himself and would probably punish her again if she lied.Regardless, she couldn’t bear the thought of being brought so close to the brink once again, just to be left dangling.The only sliver of sanity in the miasma of the madness he created was the powerful passion they conjured together.
If she couldn’t have that, she might truly go insane.
“But I don’t know why,” she added, squeezing her eyes closed.“I didn’t want to like it.”
“But youdidlike it.”Satisfaction oozed from his voice, taunting her just as his fingers stroked over her clit again.Her body tensed at the stimulation, her thighs trembling as one, and then a second finger eased slowly into her.“You like being useful to me.”
“Yes, Master.”Her head rose at the confession, her lips stretching wide as he filled her.
God only knew why, but shedidlike it.
“That’s good.”Cocooning her with his hard body, his free hand swept to her right breast.Finding her nipple, he tugged at the bud until she groaned, and all the while, the fingers of his other hand pumped in and out of her, the tips of his remaining digits grazing her clit at the perfect angle to ensure every part of her was urged back to life.“Because I’m going to use you that way often.”
Oh, God.
She clenched around his fingers, her head blurring at the threat, although she could no longer discern if the prospect sounded dire or devastatingly good.
What was happening to her?
She shouldn’t have wanted any of his obscenity, yet there she was, on her knees, longing for his hands and his mouth to never stop their ministrations.
“And little ones who please me with their obedience and wet pussies get rewarded.”He spoke the words into the side of her neck, his voice deep with authority.
She heard the smug smile on his face just as she felt the heat of his body encasing her, yet somehow, the conceit that should have provoked her only enflamed her escalating passion.She needed more of him, in her, and on her, and she fucking needed it right then and there on the rug in front of the fire.
“Oh my God.”Her fingers tightened in the soft pile between her digits, her eyes fluttering closed as she braced for the intensity of what was to come.“Oh, Master.Don’t stop.”
“I’m not going to stop,” he soothed, curling his fingers gently inside her until all the lights in her head lit up at once.
“Come for me now,” he urged.“Find out what good girls get.”
Chapter Twelve
Kronos
Kronos held her body as the tension inside her finally erupted.Using her as his footrest had more than served his purpose.It had chastened her effectively while giving him time to think about the strength of their connection.
Bending her to his will that way, though, had uncovered another, more pleasing outcome.She’d responded positively to her spanking, but that was nothing compared to how aroused he’d found her when he’d joined her on the rug.Something about her objectification and the rhythm of his crop had really done something for her.It had left Kristina a wet, panting mess.
“Master!”Her face lowered to the rug, her quivering arms finally giving way.
“It’s okay.”Brushing a kiss onto her nape, he allowed her to relax.
She’d worked hard, tolerating the weight of his feet, and she deserved the pleasure he’d given her as a reward, but feeling her splinter around him was the final straw.There was no way he could hold on any longer.
Kronos needed to come.
Nudging her thighs wider, he kneeled between her outstretched knees, his cock straining at her flesh.He ran a hand over her hot skin, reveling in the feel of her.He’d had the pleasure of many beautiful women in the past, but none had enthralled him the way Kristina had.
Blowing out a satisfied sigh, she twisted around to meet his eyes.“Master?”
Her voice was weak, but the devils dancing in her eyes told him what he needed to know.She wanted him, just as he yearned for her.
