Page 107 of Pretty Vengeful Queen


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“That’s not up to you,” Logan says, dragging my pants down around my thighs and pushing me back down to the mats. He pins me in place and caresses my bare ass, pushing my restrained hands up to the middle of my back so I’m fully exposed to him. “This is mine.”

“Yes,” I breathe out, closing my eyes and turning my face to the side, so my cheek rests against the firm rubber of the flooring.

“How do you know? You’ve let all the marks fade.”

From when he belted me.

I shiver, arousal and a dark, twisted need for pain overtaking the worry that I haven’t been able to let go of. “I’m sorry.”

He pushes his hand between my legs again, rough and without any mercy. “How sorry?”

I whine, panting against the mats, already so wet for him that I can’t help but spread my legs wider in invitation.

He curls his fingers, dragging through my slick folds, and delivers a single, stinging spank to my left cheek. “I asked how sorry you are, wildcat. You can either tell me, accept your punishment, or use your safe word.”

But my safe word is the last thing I’m going to say right now. I pant for breath, rearing back just to force him to pin me down again and then struggling against his hold so that he’ll restrain me even more.

He doesn’t disappoint.

“Bad girl,” he growls into my ear, holding me down hard as he snatches another exercise band from the wall.

He doubles it up, then snaps the thick rubber against my ass.

“Oh fuck,” I gasp. The sting of it is far gentler than the belt, but still enough to get my attention.

Logan yanks my bound hands up to the middle of my back, then lays into me with the rubber band. Every strike gets me wetter, making me squirm and writhe as heat spreads out from my core.

“I want your ass red. I want it bruised and covered in lines. I want my marks on every… fucking…inchof you.”

His breath is ragged and my whole lower body feels like it’s on fire. It takes me over, spreading everywhere and obliterating everything in its path. Turning me on so much that I don’t even know what I start begging him for, just that I need more.

“Fuck,Logan, please, don’t stop, take me, show me, just… just… ”

I’m panting, barely able to get the words out, helpless to do anything but take what he gives me and desperate for everything he’s promising. I want to feel utterly and completely owned.

And he knows it.

Logan tosses the exercise band aside and shoves his pants down to his thighs, pulling my hips up and driving his cock into me in one rough thrust that bottoms him out. “Mine.”

I gasp, a soul-deep shudder going through me as his hips slam into the new welts he just laid into my ass. He grabs my bound hands and yanks me up, grinding his cock even deeper as he wraps his free hand around my throat and licks a hot stripe up the side of my neck, stopping just under my ear.

“Did you hear what I said?” he rasps. “Your pussy was made to take my cock. Your ass was made to bear my marks. Your body exists to hold my cum. You’re mine to fuck. Mine to dominate. Mine to use.”

“Yes,” I whisper, my inner walls rippling so hard it almost feels like I’ve come.

He groans, his cock swelling inside me, then shoves me back down and holds me there, giving me no time to think, react, or resist before he’s fucking into me from behind with a raw, primal intensity that shatters me completely.

And I’m not the only one.

The tight control he always keeps himself in check with is totally gone. The sex isn’t just sex. It’s total domination, and it’s messy and intense and completely overwhelms me, ripping an orgasm out of me almost before I know what hits me.

I scream, my pussy milking his cock hard as I break apart for him.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he grits out, adding finger-shaped bruises to my hips as he fucks me through it. Then he pulls out and flips me over, throwing my legs over his shoulders and wrapping a hand around my throat. “Again.”

It’s not a request, and he drives back into me like a man possessed, his eyes burning into me until I give him what he demands and come for him again, the intensity so high that it wrecks me completely.

Logan follows right after me, coming with a hoarse shout. Pumping me full of his cum, just like he promised, until I’m overflowing. Pistoning his hips into me, over and over, like he wants to fuck it right into my soul and brand me from the inside out.

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