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“You should be,” Aarom and Davon both replied.
I shuddered. The two of them led me out of the bathroom then and back into the bedroom. Morgn was already there waiting.
I bit my lip. Hanging from the ceiling was the Vakarran rope and on the bed were a few things I didn’t quite recognize. One of them looked like a giant fishing hook with a round, ball-shaped end. Some bullet-shaped objects were also there as well as a couple additional bundles of rope.
I began to feel increasingly nervous.
What the hell did Morgn have planned?
“The two of you may report to Ryder now. You may leave. Alaina, please take a seat on the bed and wait for me there,” he demanded.
I hesitated, and he leveled me with a single dark look.
I scampered off and climbed onto the bed.
I watched as Davon and Aarom left me. They didn’t utter another word through our strange telepathic link. They left me all alone with Morgn. I shivered and hugged my knees into my chest. I felt a little abandoned and entirely vulnerable in that moment.
He turned toward me then. His copper-colored eyes were dark, the black outline around his irises thicker than ever. His skin flickered from a dark purple velvet to a shade bordering on black. To say it was intimidating was an understatement.
“For the rest of the night, you are mine. You are to refer to me as Master from here on out. You are not to hesitate for a single moment once I give you an order, else you’ll be punished. Understand?” he warned. His eyes didn’t leave mine for a single second.
My mouth turned as dry as cotton.
He was waiting for me to respond.
I opened my lips and for a long moment, nothing came out. My tongue felt desiccated, it wouldn’t move, and words wouldn’t come to mind. I felt blank and a nervous bubble began to simmer deep in my belly.
Desire began to smolder too. I bit my lip.
“What do you have to say to me?” he asked, his voice increasingly threatening.
I remembered then. I knew what he wanted. I knew what I had to say in order to survive.
“Yes, Master,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Morgn stared at me, his expression calm yet utterly dangerous. He walked to me and cupped my face in his palm. He patted my cheek and I flinched just a hair. He grinned with pleasure at my obvious nerves. I expected him to slap me then.
But he didn’t. He dropped his hand and my stomach took a nosedive toward the floor. He took off his shirt and I couldn’t help but admire the hard ridges of his chest and back. I pressed my thighs together, feeling myself already becoming wet.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he demanded.
I hesitated. Should I obey? Should I not?
His eyes flashed to mine and he must have seen my indecision written all over my face. His arm swung around, yet his face remained calm. His fingernails scraped over my scalp as he gripped the hair at the base of my neck. I whimpered as pain exploded over me. My eyes rolled back in my head and that same pain molded into something more. Pleasure. My pussy clenched with it. He angled my head toward him and his lips descended to mine.
Hard. Dominating. And utterly consuming.
He took ownership of me with that kiss and my body reacted violently to it. He wasn’t gentle, not in the slightest. He used me and hurt me, but I liked it.
Somewhere, something deep inside me switched.
I was his. And he was mine. For tonight, anyway.
He pushed me down on the bed, using his knee to spread my thighs and I groaned softly. He still held my hair in his fist, his lips still locked with mine and I shook with want. His other hand snaked between my legs and gripped me there, hard. I whimpered. He pulled back and stared at me with his dark eyes, interrogating me with those black irises.
“The others don’t understand you like I do. Ryder cares for you, but knows he has to control you. Aarom and Davon, you have wrapped around your little finger with your pretty eyes and soft little smiles. But not me. I get you. I know you need to be punished, like the bad little girl you are,” he growled.
My pussy clenched hard.
