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“Oh… God.” I gasped for air, fighting the bedding as if it were the enemy.

He wasted no time, bringing the thin strip of wood down again, connecting with my already aching bottom.

There was a strange sense of silence filtering around me. I was no longer able to hear his breathing or any move he made. But when he delivered four in row, I twisted hard, trying desperately to crawl off the bed.

Lachlan wrapped his massive hand around my ankle, dragging me back in position. Then he tenderly placed his palm against my burning backside, allowing his fingers to dance across my skin.

“Relax, my little pet. Breathe for me. You’re doing very well.”

It was strange that his soothing words comforted me all over again, allowing me to return to position. Even worse was the way my body betrayed me as it had done so many times before. The dampness between my legs tingled, my breasts aching to have his hands cupping and squeezing.

He took his time, backing away and holding still for a full minute.

Then he started again, the whooshing sound amplified, driving into the darkest parts of my mind. I kept my face buried in the covers, sucking in air that never filled my lungs. I still couldn’t fathom how an implement so small could provide so much pain.

Or pleasure.

As my mind reeled from the ache crisscrossing my body, lust so intense that I would do anything to please him, his words pushed me over the edge into subspace.

“You’re my good girl. Now and forever.”

He continued the caning, methodical in his actions. As my body began acting on its own, humping the bed between my legs, another wave of white-hot heat swallowed my system. I was floating on a cloud, tears forming in my eyes. Maybe I could be a good girl. Maybe I could please him.

I was barely aware when he leaned over, telling me it was all over, lauding my ability to follow his commands. Every touch of the rough pads of his fingers became more exciting, every swath of his hot breath causing me to trip further into the atmosphere. Nothing had ever felt so exhilarating.

And for a few minutes, I’d become the very good girl he needed.

CHAPTER21

Lachlan

Breathing normally was impossible, Lark’s perfume far too intoxicating.

I gripped the cane tightly, taking several scattered breaths as I studied the reddening marks on her bottom and the tops of her thighs. The same feeling I’d had from the first time remained in the forefront of my mind.

I wanted her marked as mine. Her nipples and clit pierced, a tattoo imbedded into her lovely skin. Jesus. I’d never had a feeling so strong that it almost immobilized me. The heat of her skin against my fingers brought such an intense wave of need that my cock was pinched against my zipper. Fuck, I wanted this woman. Possessing her was all I could think about.

Why did I think it made me a monster?

As I unbuttoned my shirt, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was a creature of beauty. When she moaned against the bed, still clutching the comforter, I dragged my tongue across my parched lips. The feeling of owning her became overwhelming, stripping away everything else happening in my dark world.

All that mattered was her.

The moment I began to unbuckle my belt, she shifted, a slight whimper escaping her throat. Then she did something unexpected, slowly easing away from the pillow, her eyes never blinking as she lowered herself to the floor. I took purposeful steps away, sadistic thoughts filling my mind.

As she crawled toward me, her breasts hanging low and her nipples fully hardened, I thought for certain I’d lose my mind from need. I could easily devour her for hours.

Lark moved toward me slowly, her long curls framing her beautiful face, her eyes glistening in the bedroom light. When she was between my legs, she took time tugging one shoe then the other from my foot, my socks in the same manner, pushing them aside seconds later. She slid her hands on the inside of my legs, crawling her fingers up to my inner thighs. Then she replaced my hands with hers, finishing what I’d started, unfastening and tugging on the belt.

I could see extreme lust in her eyes as she shifted to the button and zipper, tenderly rolling the material over my hips and down my legs. Dear God, I couldn’t breathe, the intensity of the look on her face captivating every part of me.

Slight purrs slipped past her lips as she finally dragged the unwanted material off my legs, freeing my aching cock and balls. There was reverence in the way she touched me, her fingertips dancing against my legs, teasing me by blowing her hot breath across my throbbing shaft.

I gripped the top of her head, digging my fingers into her scalp as she continued her exploration, finally darting her tongue across my sensitive slit. It was as if I’d been jolted by thousands of amps of current, my heart thudding against my chest as my pulse increased.

“That’s it, little pet. Open that pretty mouth of yours and take more.”

The slight mischief in her eyes was more of a turn-on than she knew. I wanted to tame her completely, keeping her naked and tied to my bed. My thoughts turned darker, the longing to have her sleep in a cage next to my bed one of the most scintillating I’d had in a hell of a long time. Most of all, I wanted to keep her safe, my possession, my perfect creature.

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