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“A bit of a punishment, yes.” The man readjusts in his seat and nods with a grin. “She’s doing very well if you ask me.”
I hate that they talk about me in front of me. This is different from before. I nearly speak up, moving from this position until Declan’s hand cups the back of my head and he says, “She’s a good girl. Just had a moment earlier.”
It’s odd to feel such relief, such warmth, while also anger. A moment. It was just a moment for him. It’s not one moment for me. My throat tightens, my emotions at war with one another.
The stranger asks, “Is she a new pet?”
“She’s mine.” Declan’s tone is severe as he takes his hand away. I love his possessiveness, but it’s not enough.
The conversation continues without me as the focus.
Travis comes to mind again, and it’s too much. It’s bringing up old emotions in a storm that won’t go away. I feel trapped on this cushion, just as trapped as if he’d tied me up, and I can’t stand it. It’s like I can’t breathe. I should have left. I don’t want this. I can’t do this. “I want out,” I say, interrupting them.
Declan turns to look at me, his face blank. “If you want to come out, you’ll need to tell me your punishment instead.”
Anger crashes over me as tears prick the back of my eyes. “Fuck you.”
“Get out,” he says, so quickly it shocks me. But he’s not telling me. He’s speaking to the other man. The stranger’s eyes go wide. “Get the fuck out.”
DECLAN
The door closes with a hurriedness in Joshua’s steps and with barely restrained anger, I rise and make my way to her. She’s no longer kneeling. Her arms are crossed over her chest as she sits on her ass, hiding herself from me. I command her, “Up now.”
“I want to leave,”she bites out, not bothering to even look at me.
“Like hell you’re leaving before I redden your disrespectful ass,” I grit out, my teeth clenched as I bend down to grab her. My entire being trembles with the need to punish her for speaking to me like that, then she doubles down, her words striking me with a force I couldn’t predict.
“You’re a psychopath.”
It’s as if she’s slapped me. I’m far too careful as I rise, standing tall and commanding her, “Get up.” I practically snarl. Why does she push me? Does she think I won’t punish her? That I can’t punish her in a way that won’t trigger her like it did earlier. Or that I won’t?
Heat bristles and I stay eerily still, waiting. “Stand up now, Braelynn.” The sentence is spoken so softly she finally peeks up at me, her wide eyes reeling.
I don’t know what the fuck happened. Something’s gotten into her head. Did she think I’d go easy on her because another man hurt her? That she could push and I’d let her. Hell, does my little pet want a fight?
“Stand up now,”I repeat and she finally obeys. “That’s better.”
“I just want to leave,” she tells me and her voice trembles.
“Walk to the desk and get into position, now,” I command her, ignoring her plea to leave. “Do not make this harder on yourself than you have to,” I warn.
If she leaves now … I don’t think she’ll ever come back. Chaos brews inside of me.What the fuck happened?
When she swallows, the cords in her neck tighten. Her arms are still loosely crossed in front of her. I watch as she takes the first step and then the next to the desk. She moves her clothes and then presses herself down, her legs spread, exactly how I like her.
Good girl.
The relief I feel is unexpected. Taking a step and then another, I watch her. The nervousness washes off of her in waves.
“Do you like pushing me?” I question.
“No,” she answers immediately and her voice tightens. The hardened veneer of her expression crumbles in an instant. She’s on the verge of tears again.
“Then what the fuck was that?”
“I don’t know,” she murmurs and her breath comes in a shudder. She turns her head, to look away from me.
“No. You will watch me and I will watch you,”I order and with the harshness in my tone, she faces me. Something twists inside of me at the sight of her. Bent over, unraveling into utter vulnerability.
