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“You’re wet. Tell me the truth. You crave my firm hand, the feel of my belt against your beautiful bottom.”
She threw her head in my direction, panting. “Yes. Okay? Yes…”
For several reasons my muscles tensed, especially from the thought of someone trying to hurt her. That would never happen again. I moved closer, rubbing both cheeks even though she growled at me.
She’d actually growled.
I was delighted, which was ridiculous, but she was formidable, not the kind of woman who was comfortable in stilettos and fur, diamonds and expensive clothes. She was a real woman, one with verve and a lust for life, capable of making a goddamn pair of tennis shoes, red no less, look sexy as hell.
My cock continued throbbing, driving me fucking crazy. She did this to me. No other woman had ever before. I couldn’t get enough of her, hungering to take her for hours on end. I wanted to push us both to the outer limits of what we could tolerate, the passion unequaled. I craved having her skin stained with my cum, her body filled with my seed.
Maybe I’d pick up an ass plug on my return. I fisted my other hand, the sinful thought far too delicious. I’d wanted to be as rough with her as humanly possible, but I’d fallen for her spell all over again.
Damn it. That couldn’t happen.
“Ty uznayesh’, chto ya nastoyashchiy monstr,” I whispered.
You will learn I’m a true monster.
I only hoped that when she did and accepted who I was she wouldn’t already be broken.
Maybe I did have a conscience after all.
I snapped my wrist, savoring the whooshing sound as the belt jetted through the air. I could be a cruel man. Everyone knew that. Hell, I could be a damn serial killer given the way I handled needed assassinations. I had no guilt over them whatsoever, but the single thought of hurting her had ripped away the thick armor, targeting the man inside. Even teaching her a lesson was entirely different than any other experience. She was mine to keep.
Mine to protect.
And I would not hurt her.
Goddamn it, woman. What are you doing to me?
The words slammed into my mind as I peppered her with four in a row.
She kicked out once again, gasping for air, her moans becoming ragged. “I’ll be good.”
“I know you will. Only a few more.”
I brought the belt down three more times, struggling not to drive my cock back into her sweet pussy.
As I stumbled backward, I threw my head back, glaring at the ceiling as the ugliness of who and what I was continued crushing in on me.
Her back heaved as she took several deep breaths, the sound unlike anything I’d heard before. I’d broken men of all sizes, forcing them to blubber and beg, even promising me everything they owned if I didn’t kill them. Hell, I’d had more than a few piss their pants. Nothing had bothered me. There hadn’t been a single time that I’d even second guessed my decision, pulling the trigger or dragging a blade across a man’s neck without looking back.
But this.
This…
“Please. Just fuck me,” she said, her voice dripping with lust as her need continued to build. She turned over, her voluptuous mouth pursed, her eyes glassy from the crazed need that had already consumed both of us.
I closed my eyes, trying to yank in the beast. I moved toward her again, easing onto the covers. Another part of me was ripped away by the realization that she’d like it. The domination. The pain. She craved what only I could give her.
And I couldn’t imagine spending a day without her by my side.
“You deserved the punishment, and you know it.” My growl was laced with the same level of desire her voice held and as our eyes connected, there was no real need to speak. No one would ever be able to tear us apart.
God help them if they tried.
“Why? Because I didn’t know you were a ruthless killer? Because it didn’t dawn on me that my cousins made such a difference in your life? Really?” She glared at me with all the defiance I’d seen since day one, but there was an entirely different spark inside of her that continued to manifest itself in a spiraling jolt of electricity. Together we were fire.
