Page 45 of Stolen Vows


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With his warning, he was giving me a choice.

On one hand, I could keep pushing, but somewhere deep down I sensed this was a bigger issue than I realized. On the other, I was hesitant to do that, knowing just how much his hand had hurt when he’d used it before. There was no doubt in my mind that his belt would probably sting much more than that, yet there was an insatiable curiosity about the whole thing brewing inside me. I lifted my chin and met his eyes, sensing that both of us were holding onto our own points of view with a tenacity that would never be tamed with words.

This needed to go deeper than that.

“Maybe youshould,” I challenged, my tone unyielding.

His eyes narrowed as he tried to read my expression, but I showed him nothing but resolute steadfastness with every fiber of my being. I gritted my teeth, tightening the balls of my fists at my sides while lifting my chin a bit higher. Keeping quiet, I stood there and waited for his next move.

“Maybe I should,” he replied, assessing me closely.

I didn’t back down, even when he slowly stood up and closed the distance between us. Gently, he lifted my chin with his knuckle, using no force whatsoever. I stared into his steely gray eyes, choosing not to say anything yet.

“Do I really need to use my belt to make sure you obey me on this, Natasha?”

My head swirled with mixed emotions. On one hand, I knew a belting was going to hurt and I should be relying on self-preservation to avoid such a terrible thing, but that wasn’t strong enough to outweigh the need to feel his touch on my skin.

Maybe this was what I’d needed all along to push me to ask for him to take me like a husband takes his wife. Maybe this was the clash we needed to finally take such a big step, because I had a feeling that when we finally came together like we needed to, there would be an explosion that neither of us truly saw coming.

I was ready to take that chance.

My pussy clenched desperately, not just for his belt, but for his cock. With a deep breath, I dove off the deep end and took the biggest leap of my life.

“Yes,” I replied, standing my ground against him.

He was quiet for a long moment, searching my face to see if this was what I really wanted, and I swallowed hard—nervous, excited, and aroused all at the same time.

“If that is what you need, my babygirl, then that is what I will give to you. Strip and climb up on the bed. Lie face down,” he dictated.

Oh fuck. This was real after all.

Having already decided this was the best course of action though, it wasn’t very difficult to obey him. I pulled my nightshirt over my head and let it fall to the floor. Wearing only my panties now, I glanced up at him with the slim hope that he wouldn’t make me take them off, but he raised his eyebrow with expectation. I pushed them down and let them slip to the floor too.

Standing fully naked now, I worried my bottom lip with my teeth. His eyes glided up and down my body with obvious enjoyment. My nipples pebbled instantly under his inspection. He offered me a hand to help me climb up on the bed and I took it. My heart was hammering in my chest as I lowered myself down, nervous for what was coming while knowing full well that this was a situation of my own making.

“Look at me,moya malyshka.”

I turned my head to see his thumbs hooked in his belt. Very slowly, he unbuckled his belt and slid the tip free. With firm intention, he grasped the buckle with one hand and pulled it through the loops of his slacks. The sound of leather sliding against fabric made my clit pulse, and I pressed my thighs together nervously, already very aware of the fact that my arousal was likely noticeable if he happened to glance between them.

“Hold out your hands.”

When I followed his instructions, he folded the belt in two and placed it in my hands. The weight of the well-conditioned leather was heavier than I expected, yet still soft and supple. It was black with dark grey leather stitching on the top and bottom, and I marveled at the beauty of it with wicked desire. I swallowed hard, noticing how thick the strap was and my bare cheeks tightened reflexively as I imagined what it might feel like whipping across them.

“I’m going to use my belt on your bare ass, babygirl, but I’m going to tell you something about last night before I use it. I want you to really understand why I’m being so firm on this issue first.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, my fingers squeezing the belt in my hands anxiously. My bottom tensed when he cleared his throat.

“Last night, if Victor and my men hadn’t been watching over you, you would have been killed. We were lucky to get you out of there last night without you getting hurt.”

I stayed quiet, more out of shock than anything else.

“Femme Fatale, the club you happened to choose to go to last night, is deep in enemy territory. The Juarez drug cartel in that section of the city is strong, and they’re well connected enough to not only recognize my men’s presence, but also yours. That is especially important because they can hurt you to get to me. To get you out safely, I had to send in more than a dozen men and take out just as many cartel members that had their eyes trained on you. Several had thought to use knives, others chose to try silenced guns, and there was even one with a steel garrote that got dangerously close to you in the darkness of the club. My men documented every face, and we plan on dealing with them very soon to ensure that they never move against me again.”

“I didn’t know,” I whispered.

“I know, babygirl. That’s why I’m telling you this. I never put any rules in place to control you. I’m not that kind of man. I want you to be happy. I want you to thrive at my side as the queen you are. But you are new to my world, and that means that sometimes I may put rules in place that are necessary to keep you safe. I may not always have time for explanations, so you’re going to have to learn to trust me.”

I stared at the leather strap with a hard swallow. My backside flexed nervously, and his hand settled on my lower back. Instead of making me more anxious though, his touch comforted me. His rigidity made sense now, but I knew this wasn’t over, not by a long shot.

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