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With a nod, he smiles.

“Now, get up, Daisy,” Eden says assertively. So, I do.

She leads me over to the middle of the room, where a pair of soft black cuffs are hanging from the ceiling by two silver chains. I follow the chains, which are strung through a pulley, and affixed to the wall on the opposite side by a mechanism that allows someone to adjust how high or low they are.

After my hands are bound above my head, Ronan pulls the chains, lifting my wrists higher until I’m strung tight from top to bottom. I can barely touch the floor, so I rest on the balls of my feet to keep my balance.

Eden spins me, so I’m facing away from Ronan, and with her face close to mine, she smiles. “You should see the way he stares at you when you’re not looking. I’ve never seen him look like that before.”

It takes me a moment before I realize she’s breaking character. This isn’t Madame Kink talking. It’s Eden, his friend.Myfriend.

I gulp in a lungful of air because those words somehow hit harder than any paddle or whip. With tears in my eyes, I nod with a sad smile.

“I think with some encouragement, we can get him to do this for you. It’s not easy for him, though. It’s not in his nature to hurt you, but you have to make him understand how much you want it. How much the pain helps. How good it feels.”

Quietly, I whisper, “Yes, Madame.”

“Then you two won’t need me anymore. But of course, if you do, I’ll be here. Okay?” Her voice has taken on a softer, more intimate tone, and it tears at my heart. She cares forbothof us.

As our eyes meet, I feel an overwhelming sense of connection that I never felt with her before. Suddenly, I don’t feel so strange for liking this. Because I think…Eden does too.

“Yes, Madame.”

“Good girl,” she replies with a soft look in her eyes.

Then just like that, the warmth is gone, and I glance down to see the black leather rod in her hand. I don’t know the name, and I don’t know what it’s going to feel like, but I have a feeling it’s going to hurt.

With a wicked gleam in her eye, she smiles. “Now the fun part begins.”

RULE #34: IT’S OKAY IF YOU DON’T LIKE THE PAIN

Ronan

I’ve been in this place dozens of times, watching Eden inflict pain and punishment. But it’s never bothered me so much. It’s hard to watch, although Daisy takes it all so beautifully. When she saysgreen,I believe her. And I can tell Eden is taking it easy on her, but I can also tell Daisy could take more.

My beautiful girl wants this.

After a round with the riding crop, Daisy looks to be in agony. A sheen of sweat covers her body. Her cheeks are red and she’s breathing heavy, eyes closed as she practically hangs from the ceiling.

Eden caresses her body, massaging her back where the red strike marks are starting to rise on her skin. Then her hands move to Daisy’s front, fondling her breasts and pinching the already tight buds between her fingers.

My molars clench tightly as I try to rein in this sense of territorial jealousy I’ve never felt before. Normally it’s arousing to see Eden with one of my subs, but this time feels different. Especially as she whispers in Daisy’s ear and my girl responds with a smile, her body leaning toward Eden like she needs her.

Suddenly, I’m crossing the room, my hands taking Daisy’s face and pulling her close to me. She instantly opens her eyes when she feels me, gazing up into my eyes with love.

“Told you,” Eden says with a small laugh.

She was doing this on purpose, making me jealous, egging me on. But Daisy’s eyes are still on me. “You’re doing so well, baby girl.”

With a hum, she leans toward me as I press my lips to her forehead, trailing them down to her mouth.

When I feel something soft poking my side, I lift myself away from Daisy and stare at Eden. She’s holding the black leather flogger up toward me as if she wants me to take it.

“If you want to reward her, you need to make her earn it.”

What she really means is thatIneed to earn it.

My gaze travels back to Daisy and I find it laughably ironic that she’s the one wearing the expression of encouragement. As if this will somehow hurt me more—maybe it will.

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