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Again, I obeyed him even as the strong woman inside tried to convince me otherwise. The man had been my undoing, his method of seduction like a maestro finessing a beloved instrument. And I’d fallen for it.
He’d stripped away my innocence, using a terrible moment in our lives to weave us tightly together. I was nothing but his possession, but there was no place I’d rather be. We were toxic, passionate, and totally incompatible. I’d taken an oath to save lives.
He’d promised to destroy them, issuing blinding pain for his amusement.
“Good girl.” He touched my shoulder, squeezing as if providing me with some comfort. Then he cracked the strap against my naked skin. The pain was instant, my pussy aching. What had started as a plan of revenge had turned into a twisted fantasy that neither one of us could control.
Now he wanted more from me, not just my full surrender.
He wanted everything.
Including my heart.
And what disturbed me was that I was ready to give it to him.
Every sound from the crack of his wrist to the whooshing made by the thick strap was amplified, prickles dancing across my skin. As he delivered several strikes, one coming right after the other, I bit back a moan. He adored when I cried out in anguish from his actions.
Today, I refused to give him what he wanted.
After a few additional strikes, he seemed to know what I was doing. He fisted my hair, yanking me back into my original position. “You’re going to deny me?”
“Yes, sir.”
He laughed as he twisted his fingers around my long strands, teasing me by brushing the tawse across my nipples. “Don’t taunt me. You know what happens when you do.”
His deep voice was different, darker than usual. He’d changed in only a few weeks, losing himself in a world he’d told me he’d never wanted.
Even though he’d said I was the only light to his darkness.
Whatever the case, the man would be my ultimate destruction, the loss of my freedom as well as my soul.
What terrified me was that he’d already captured a portion of my heart.
When he whooshed the strap from one breast to the other, I shivered. Then he did it again, only this time cracking the strands gently against my nipple. I bit my tongue to keep from crying out until he repeated the move a third time, shifting from one hardened bud to the other. I was electrified by the anguish, ecstasy rolling through me.
“Oh. Yes. Yes…”
“That’s my girl.” He released his hold on my hair, pressing his hand against my back then resuming the round of punishment.
I wiggled, my heart racing as pussy juice trickled down my legs, the scent of my desire floating between us. I’d never wanted a man to be dominating, but he was all consuming.
My lover.
My master.
Gabriel.
Just thinking his name brought another tickling of desire even as anguish exploded through my bloodstream. I no longer cared, the pleasure my body would receive worth every second. He issued six more then tossed the tawse aside, gently pulling me to my feet and against his chest. As he cupped my breast, caressing with the rough pad of his thumb, I couldn’t stop trembling. He had that kind of effect on me, allowing me to let go completely.
I was lost in the sea of ecstasy as he guided me to the bed, easing me down then pushing my legs wide open.
“Your pussy is beautiful, my sweet Sarah. Perfect in every way, swollen and glistening. And I’m going to gorge myself on your sweetness.” He pressed my legs wide open, allowing his hot air to flow from one leg to the other, his husky growl setting the tone.
I wanted to reach out and touch him. I craved ripping off my blindfold, able to watch his face, but he wasn’t ready to allow me the privilege. He rubbed the insides of my legs, continuing to tease me, infusing the explosive heat with more need than I’d felt before. He was a master of playing my body, pulling me to the moment of sweet release then stopping. He wanted me to beg for his touch, to scream out his name when I came. He craved me needing him above everything else. My friends. My job. The world I’d left behind.
I already did, the realization never far from my mind. He barely darted the tip of his tongue across my clit, and I bucked up from the bed.
Chuckling, he repeated the move then slid his wide-open fingers down from my breastbone to my stomach, concentrating on rolling a single finger around my bellybutton.
