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“Sorry, Sir.”
“I know it wasn’t on purpose. Are you still with me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“That’s my girl.”
Because he intended to get a lot more physical with her, Hammer fastened the cuffs attached to the embedded eyebolts on the frame around her ankles one at a time. As he did, he caressed her skin, keeping a constant physical connection of reassurance.
He was her lifeline, and in more ways than Hammer could really admit, she was his.
“Such a lovely sight,” he murmured. “Spread your legs wider for me.”
Raine readjusted her knees, opening herself up for him—and the watchful eyes of every club member around her.
“Yes, that’s it. So pretty and pink. So wet and inviting,” Hammer praised before bending in close to her ear. “You’re on display, Raine. Everyone is admiring you. Can you feel their hot stares? Feel the heat of arousal from the men you thought never saw you? They see you now…all helpless and bound for me.”
Raine mewled as she slowly opened her eyes, glassy and not quite focused. Hammer smiled. She’d begun to fall away under his hand so easily and trustingly. It wouldn’t take much more for her to sail off into subspace—where he intended to send her.
“Close your eyes,” he demanded softly.
Her lids fluttered shut, and Hammer pressed a tender kiss to each, then moved behind her once again.
The sight of her bound, spread, and wet for him staggered Macen. He fought the urge to unzip his pants and drive his cock into her soft cunt. Instead, he traced the lips of her labia with his thumb and forefinger. Raine’s body rippled. She whimpered. Her pussy clenched at the empty air.
He drew his sodden fingers to his lips and licked them clean, savoring her tart spice.
Hammer smiled as he rounded the frame again, never taking his eyes off her. The delicate lines and feminine angles of her body as she waited for his command made his cock ache and his blood surge.
Bending near her head, he cuffed each of her wrists in the same leisurely, reassuring fashion. Once she was firmly secured to the bench, Hammer twisted his fingers into Raine’s hair and tugged, urging her to lift her head off the leather padding. Staring into her smoky blue eyes, he settled his gaze on her lips, slightly parted and ready to be kissed.
The further Raine drifted into her submissive place and ceded to him, the more power Macen absorbed. As he descended into his Dominance, time slowed. The club and the patrons receded, blurring into the background. But every detail about Raine grew sharper, more defined. He heard her every breath, catalogued the heaviness of her lids, dissected her hint of a smile, absorbed the submissive plea in her eyes as she silently begged for more.
“Your safe word is Paris. Take a deep breath and clear your mind, precious. Focus on my words and all the sensations I’m about to bestow on you.”
She issued a soft sigh and nodded.
“Good girl,” he whispered and kissed the bow of her pink lips.
Stripping off his shirt, Hammer studied the assortment of impact toys lining the table next to him. He chose a thick, heavy flogger. Testing its weight in his hands, he rubbed the wide leather falls between his finger and thumb. Buttery. Supple. Exactly what he needed to free her mind.
Hammer sensed the crowd around him flowing back to give him space to move. The chants of monks mingling with a techno beat faded away. Otherwise, the dungeon sounded eerily quiet, serving to heighten his focus on Raine.
Gripping the cool metal handle in his fist, Hammer raised the flogger before settling the tip of the falls over Raine’s shoulder blades.
She started with a little gasp and tensed.
“I’ve got you. There’ll be no pain. Your body is safe in my care. Let your mind follow.”
Her soft, consenting moan resonated in his head as he slowly dragged the long leather ribbons down her back, letting her grow accustomed to their feel. As he ate her up with his gaze, she shuddered, gave a longing sigh, then arched in supplication. But the heavy rise and fall of her chest told him she was still alert and mentally processing far too much.
“Unwind for me, precious,” Hammer murmured as he skimmed his broad hand over her back. “Focus on my voice, my hand, the pleasure I give you—and nothing more. Nothing. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied with a breathy whisper.
Though Hammer knew her very well as a woman, he was still learning her as a submissive. But he had every reason to believe that giving her permission to let go of her worries would help her find that lovely place in her head where her troubles floated away.
“Let go for me, Raine. Let me take you where you need to be.”
Hammer dipped his hand between her legs and circled her clit with his thumb. Her whole body twitched. As he swept his fingers through her hot nectar, her hips rolled in time with each drag of his digits. She was doing exactly as he’d asked and surrendering beautifully.
