Page 45 of Stolen Vows


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Hesitantly, I comply.

He arranges me so that I’m aligned with the edge of the bed, and he stands beside me. Slowly, he lifts my dress up to my waist, exposing my ass. I suck in a gasp at the cold touch of metal a moment before my thong is cut away. The thong he bought for me. Roman balls up my underwear and shoves them in his pocket along with the knife.

His fingers shallowly enter me from behind, finding me wet. I press back against his hand, demanding more, but he leaves me wanting, teasing my clit instead. He’s never touched me like this before and it’s exquisite.

Pressure builds low in my belly as he works me up to an orgasm. But before I can come, Roman withdraws and smacks my ass—hard.

I yelp at the sharp pain. Then moan as his fingers find my clit again. He’s rough, quickly working me up again, only to spank me right before I can come.

My frustration quickly builds as I experience two very different types of pleasure. His fingers circling my clit, and the hot pain of his palm across my butt cheeks, which only seems to heighten my arousal. I moan, whimper, and gasp as he punishes me in the most amazing way— one I never imagined I would enjoy.

He’s spanking me, but it’s more than that. He’s also denying me release.

“Do you know why I’m punishing you?” He speaks in a strained voice, his palm rubbing circles on my burning ass.

“Yes,” I gasp.

“Tell me why?”

“Because I thought about Nik,” I say before thinking.

Smack!I shudder at the sting. Only to moan when his fingers slide inside my pussy, finding my wetness, and spreading it to my clit.

“That’s only half of the reason. Do you know why else?”

I try to think through the haze of frustration, pain, and pleasure. “Because I tried to run away?”

“That too.” This time he continues pleasuring me, and slaps my ass with his free hand. My body jolts, my inner muscles clench. “But there’s one more reason. Name it.”

“I don’t know.” I writhe against his touch. I’m so close, yet know my orgasm is unattainable until we’re done playing this game. “Please,” I whisper.

“Do you think I’m the kind of man who will take pity on you, principessa?”

I shake my head. “No.”

“That’s right.” He spanks me again—one, two, three—and my orgasm builds, ready to burst forth. His fingers slow, teasing my entrance again. I’m so slick he slides easily up and down my pussy.

Turning my head, I glare up at him. “What do you want from me?”

He takes a moment to consider my question, all the while slipping his fingers through my wetness. “Everything. I want everything from you, Sophia. More than you’ll ever be willing to give. Mark my words, I’ll take everything from you and more.”

Roman shoves his hand down the front of my dress and pinches my nipples while his fingers pinch my clit. When he leans over and bites my butt cheek, I tip right over the edge into the most explosive orgasm I’ve ever had. Stars burst in my vision, and I scream his name so loudly the guests downstairs can probably hear me. But I don’t care.

“Good girl,” he says as I collapse, trying to catch my breath. “Fuck me, Sophia, you’re glorious.” He peers down at me with lust-soaked admiration. “Just don’t roll your eyes at me again, or I’ll have to spank you.”

I stop myself, turning my would-be eye roll into a sigh. “That’syour third reason for punishing me?”

“It’s as good a reason as any other.”

I eye him. “You’re sadistic.”

“You always say I’m a monster. What did you expect?” A wicked smirk slides across his lips.

My gaze drops to the bulge in his trousers, and I reach for him. I want to taste him. He’s had plenty of fun with me, now it’s my turn.

He catches my wrist. “No.”

“Why not?” I practically pout, sitting up on the bed.

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