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I will always be his captive because although I’m no longer bound, the invisible manacles around my heart will bind me to him always. From the first moment we met, there was always a tangible electrical pulse between us, and now, I know what that is.
At first, it was fear, but now, it’s nothing but irrevocable love. And I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life loving Saint Hennessy.
“Tell me what you’re thinking,” Saint huskily demands, trailing a line of hot kisses up my leg.
Falling onto my back, I surrender to the feeling of being eaten alive because it’s utterly addictive. “I was thinking about tomorrow.”
“Mmmhmm,” he mumbles from around my flesh.
“What you said to Zoey, about where I go, you go? I feel the same way.” I bite my lip to smother a moan when he tongues up toward my knee.
He leans forward and licks a slow, deliberate path across my inner thigh. “I’ll need some time to…adapt to humanity,” he confesses with a pause. “And learn how to be normal again.”
His scorching breath against my skin has my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
“It’s going to be hard not to stab someone in the jugular for pissing me off.”
The visions of the violence he’s inflicted on others, mainly because of me, have my sex pulsing. I can’t deny his bad-boy persona is a fucking turn-on because he doesn’t even have to try.
“I never thought I’d say this.” I gasp when he inches toward my sex. “But I miss the island. It was simple there. The only person you had to worry about pissing you off was me. Oh, holy fuck!” I curse when he tongues over my sex in one quick lick.
I bow my hips, but his amused chuckles reveal he’s in the mood to make me beg.
“And piss me off you did,” he counters, moving onto my other leg sluggishly. “But you challenged me, and I like a challenge, a????. Turn over.”
I turn to mush at his command and quickly comply. My breaths are heavy as I await further instruction.
I am covered in goose bumps when he runs two fingers down the length of my spine. When he gets to the top of my ass, he caresses over my cheeks softly. “I shouldn’t have liked spanking you so much. But I did. Do you want to know why?”
“Because you’re a sick, perverted bastard?” I quip, chewing the inside of my cheek when he skims a finger down the pleat of my ass.
His husky laugh heightens my already aroused state, but I bide my time because the reward will be oh, so sweet. “Besides that,” he mocks, moving toward my sex. “I knew you liked it. Even before you told me, I knew how it made you feel. I also knew you could handle anything I gave you. You never cowered. Even when things were fucking dismal, you stood strong. My defiant goddess.
“However, you infuriated me…so much.”
“If you’re expecting an apology, then you’ll be waiting a long time.” I arch my back, hoping he will douse the fire between my legs, but of course, he doesn’t.
“I don’t want an apology,” he says in a dangerously low voice.
“Well, what do you want?” It’s a double-edged sword. I wait with bated breath for his reply.
“Oh, a????, you should know the answer to that.” Just as I’m about to ask what he means, he does something which confirms that no matter where we go or what we do, he will always be my ??????.
He spanks me.
Hard.
And I like it.
I see stars, the kind of stars that are so bright they blind you, but you accept the repercussion because the consequence is so worth the risk.
“And that’s to infuriateyou.”
I don’t have time to bait him because he brings his hand down again, the force stinging my ass. The impact radiates all the way to my center, and I whimper, desperate for more.
“You do that every day,” I defy, hoping my bravado masks the internal struggle not to flip over and beg him to put me out of my misery.
“That smart mouth of yours doesn’t know when to quit. On all fours.” His command is hot and full of promise, and without wasting a moment, I get on my hands and knees.
