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I shift my weight, tightening my ass and rolling my hips so I can feel the chain gliding over me. He flattens his tongue over the chain and traces a firm stroke down its length, rocking me back on my heels. Clutching his shoulders, I widen my thighs, trying to give him as much access as possible. When he lifts his head, I moan in desperation.

“You said both,” he reminds me with a wink. “Delayed gratification is pain. Turn around and show me that gorgeous ass.”

I turn, swaying, almost losing my balance completely. He steadies me, his breath hot on my buttock.

“It’s a shame that I can’t mark this sweet curve with a vicious bite.”

Just thinking about his teeth digging into me, leaving a deep bruise like he did to my breast… I bite my lip, fighting not to come. He traces his fingers along the chain that lines my crack, a teasing dance that makes me squirm. “I loved those bites.”

I try not to make it sound like a plea. I don’t want him to do something that reminds him of the serial killer who tried to take me from him. But I really loved showing off those particular bruises to my friends. Which is exactly how Rusk tracked me down in the first place.

Charlie tugs on the chain, drawing a higher-pitched cry from me suspiciously like a squeal. “So you wouldn’t mind a gorgeous, deep bite on your ass?”

“Not at all, Master.”

That’s all the warning I get. He sinks his teeth into the muscle and pulls on the chain, lifting me up on my toes. I scream, flinching at the searing throb of pain through my buttock, which only makes the pleasure sing higher. Like a vise, he clamps harder, spinning me out of control. My head falls back, my arms flailing, trying to grab on to him, my knees collapsing. He holds me up easily and drags the chain back and forth, keeping the pleasure pouring through me even as he ensures that he leaves a solid, vibrant bite that’ll last for days.

Finally, he lets me fall down into his lap. Gasping for breath, I curl up against him and tuck my head under his chin. He strokes the full length of my body, down my shoulder, arm, waist, hip and thigh, a steady, heavy claim on my body while soothing me at the same time.

“You were very loud. I gather that you don’t have any negative memories of bite marks after what you went through with Rusk.”

Despite the praise in his voice, I still blush. “Not at all. Sorry, do you have neighbors?”

He chuckles and shifts me around so I’m face-to-face with him. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll tell anyone who asks that there’s a new howler in town.”

His dark, gleaming eyes capture me. Chain me more surely than the chastity belt he tormented me with. All that need. All that darkness. All that hunger. For me.

I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and playfully tighten my teeth until a warning rumbles from his chest. Pulling back, I give him a brilliant smile. “Thank you for bringing me to paradise with you, Master. Though the jungle isn’t half-bad either.”

Eyes heavy, he grips my chin and waits without saying a word.

Waiting. Watching my face. Fingers tightening incrementally.

I know what he wants without question.

“Charlie.”

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