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“Two,” I gasp with the second strike. Then, “Three.”
I’m panting, and Dante was right about what this would do to me. I was already flushed and wet from the private pole dancing show I gave my men, but with every crack of the belt, my pussy gets even wetter.
A hand strokes my back, following the curve of my spine.
Not Logan’s.
“You take this shit so fucking well, butterfly,” Maddoc murmurs. “Nothing looks better on you than the signs that you belong to us.”
“Nothing feels better than being reminded of it,” I breathe out just as Logan snaps the belt against the backs of my thighs.
Pain blooms under the strike, eclipsing almost everything. I clutch the pole for balance, letting it roll through me and push my arousal even higher. Then firm hands slide between my legs, stroking my clit with a touch that makes me shudder so hard I almost come.
“More?” Logan asks, bringing me back to myself a little.
“Please,” I whisper, forcing my eyes open even though I’m not sure when they drifted closed.
Maddoc’s shoes are to my left. Dante’s to my right. I have no idea which one of them is rubbing my clit, and when Logan whispers filthy words of praise from behind me and belts me again, I don’t care, either.
“Five,” I mouth, the fresh stripe stealing my breath. “Six,” I pant when he gives me that one. Then, “Seven. Oh god. Oh fuck,Logan.”
“You’re beautiful,” he says, slowly dragging the leather over my new welts.
I start to shake, the pain not even feeling like pain anymore. It’s just licks of fire, each one burning a new mark of ownership into my soul.
“Enough?” Logan asks.
I shake my head, but that’s not enough. “Please.” My voice sounds hoarse, my mouth too dry. “Another.”
“Fucking incredible,” Dante murmurs next to me as a rough thumb brushes over my clit.
One of them pushes thick, callused fingers into my pussy at the same time, making my body clench hard as pleasure rocks through me, and this time, when Logan gives me what I asked for and belts me again, I forget the count, filthy sounds escaping me instead.
“That was eight,” Logan says, smoothing his hand over my ass. “The pattern isn’t complete. You need two more.”
I nod, and he gives them to me.
“Nine…ten.”
I’m right on the edge by the time the last blow falls, shaking and breathless and so desperate to come that I almost feel disconnected from my body. I hear the belt drop to the ground behind me, but I can’t get my fingers to unclench from the pole.
Dante does it for me, and then Logan pulls me upright, turning me to face him and staring into my eyes like he’s searching for the secrets to the universe.
“Logan,” I pant. My head feels floaty and my body is on fire.
He smiles, brushing my hair back from my face in the most tender gesture I’ve ever known from him. “You did so well,” he says softly. “I…”
He pauses, then pulls me against him and takes my mouth, kissing me with all the emotion he normally keeps under lock and key.
I gasp, clinging to him, and let him have me. Let him push me back against the pole anddevourme.
“Is she ready for us?” Maddoc asks, his voice like gravel.
Logan slips a hand between my legs without coming up for air, sinking three long fingers into my pussy and grinding the heel of his hand against my clit… then swallowing my scream when I come so hard that my vision whites out.
He holds me through it, his cock an iron bar trapped behind his pants that pulses against me as he locks his arms around my body to keep me upright. “She’s ready,” he tells Maddoc, slowly sliding his fingers out of my pussy as I pant against his neck. “She’s wet enough to take us all.”
I’m not just wet. I feel almost boneless, and it’s fine, because my body is completely theirs.
