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“Hanna, come here.” I watch her wipe at her tears, trying to hide the evidence, but it will do no good. Her face is stained and red with blotches of her pain.
“Yeah, just a second.”
I stand then, not okay with her answer. I want her raw and without hiding. “Fuck this.” I move to the bathroom, and she cowers a bit when my large, aggressive stature gains on her.
“You know I hate this, right?” My fist clenches at my side. I’m suddenly angry, fuming with rage at the world that made her see herself as anything less than a temptress. A siren. A goddess-like creature.
She blinks rapidly up at me, her thick lashes highlighting those beautiful green eyes that first captivated me.
“Wh—what?” Tugging at the loose band tee she wears, she pulls it farther down her thighs.
“Lose the fucking shirt,” I bark. She jumps back, my demand startling her. I can feel my chest rising and falling. I’m feral. Ready to take her and convince her of what I know. The woman who keeps me crawling back every night to devour her and who made me do what I said I never would—fall in love—is worthy of all things she would argue that she isn’t.
“I don’t want to when you seem so angry. What did I do?” Her eyes go doe-like, a deer in headlights, a beauty afraid of a beast, and I soften my approach.
“You and I are together now. I’ve told you I love you. You said you want to belong to me, and now you do. You know what you need to say if this is something you don’t want.”
“Theo, that’s not fair. Clearly, I’m vulnerable right now,” she points out, stating the exact reason I’m in here.
“I know that, greens. So you can trust me to take care of you, to know your limits. You can say your safe word, and I will back away and let you have the space you need.” Her eyes search mine, a storm brewing as she decides exactly what she should do next. I keep my hands to myself, crossing my arms over my broad chest that is still flushed with rage.
Without a word, she removes her top, leaving her body bare to me, showcasing the bite marks and red blotches where my stubble scraped along her curves.
“Look in the mirror,” I tell her, my voice even yet firm. Turning slowly, she faces the mirror, but her eyes stay lowered. “I said look in the mirror. You don’t want to break the rules, do you?” Tears well in her eyes, and still she keeps her head down. Stepping behind her, I rub my hands together, watching her body react and tense in the mirror. She’s aroused but scared; I feel it. That’s the beauty of learning someone’s body and what can come from them when you’ve trained it to be at the mercy of only your hands.
“One last time, baby. Look in the mirror.” When she shakes her head and doesn’t, I rear my hand back and slap her bare ass so hard it leaves my handprint instantly. Bracing herself, she grabs the lip of the counter and cries out, but the cry is mingled with a moan. Hanna needs this, loves it, lives for it. My control, my dominance, my ownership of her sexual satisfaction… is her greatest pleasure.
“Theo!” she hollers again when I bring my hand to her hip and slap it before gripping it and squeezing it.
“Eyes on the fucking mirror, greens,” I growl in her ear, grabbing the column of her neck and forcing her eyes to meet mine in the mirror. Her chest rises and falls, her nipples peaking, and her face reddens. Arousal—she’s gone. Completely gone and only feeling and hearing me.
“You look at yourself like you aren’t a fucking sight to behold,” I seethe, moving my hand from her hip to her breast and grabbing it just as vigorously as I did her hip. My other hand is still gripping her neck.
“You are not to look at yourself like that while under my care, puppet. You are to only desire yourself.”
“No. I can’t,” she whimpers, and my hand on her throat grips tighter, restricting her breathing just a bit.
“Tsk, tsk.” I suck my teeth. I move my hand from her breast to between her legs, finding her engorged clit aroused and begging for affection. Rubbing slow circles, I hear her whimper again, dropping her head once more and gripping the counter tighter, trying to remain upright.
“Eyes. Now,” I bark, removing my finger from her clit. She screams out, the loss of my touch too much for her. I’ve never been with a woman who can take pleasure so deeply. Someone who can come with little to no effort. So under my hands, she reaches pure nirvana. With me, she cannot escape the euphoria.
