Page 128 of Sovereign


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She wants me to come after her.

Slowly, I rise and I’m surprised to discover the world doesn’t spin anymore. I pull on a pair of sweats and follow her, pushing open the door. She’s standing in the shower with her back to me and her heart-shaped ass on display. I lean in before she can turn around and crack my palm across it.

She jumps, spinning.

“How could you demolish my house without asking me?” she snaps.

I strip and step into the shower with her, taking care not to get the bandage above my ear wet. She backs against the wall and her fists ball. I know she’s trying to get me to take her seriously, but all I can think about it how much I fucking love this woman.

“You’re an asshole,” she grumbles.

“Hmm,” I muse. “Tell me that again.”

“Asshole,” she hisses.

My hand shoots out and pins her by the neck to the shower wall. Her eyes widen and her freckled breasts heave. The pink of her nipples darkens as they tighten. She’s on her toes, trying to keep her airway open as her claws dig into my forearm.

“You are still wearing my collar,” I remind her.

I ease my grip enough she can speak. She’s struggling with what to say, biting at her bottom lip until it’s red. I bend and kiss it gently. Then harder, giving her a taste of my tongue.

Her body sags as I kiss her thoroughly, inhaling her breath, soaking in her taste. When I pull back, her mouth glistens and I lick it clean.

Her eyes are hazy. She fucking loves being kissed.

I slide my hand down over her stomach and delve between her thighs. Our eyes lock through the steam.

“If you talk back to me like that again, I’ll wash your fucking mouth out with soap,” I say quietly. “You’re still my submissive. That’s my collar locked on your neck. What happened on the mountain changes nothing.”

“Get off me,” she whispers.

I lean in and kiss her again, pushing my middle finger deep into her warm, wet cunt. It clenches and her lashes flutter shut as I pull back. Her tongue darts out to lick her lips and I catch it with my tongue. Biting her just hard enough to sting.

She moans, hips riding my hand.

“You ass—”

“Think carefully before you keep talking.”

She glares at me even as she whimpers. I’m knuckle-deep in her beautiful pussy. My cock is so hard it aches and I can tell I’m leaking precum. It feels like it’s been years since I was inside her. I’m not going to be able to hold back to argue the attitude out of her.

“You got that safeword, sweetheart?” I breathe.

She nods, a flicker of fear moving through her wide eyes. I turn the shower off and pull her by the wrist to the sink. We’re both soaked and breathing hard. Her ass keeps brushing against my thighs and my cock rides up on her lower back.

“Bend over,” I order.

She drops down. I take my belt from the chair in the corner and she turns, her lips parting.

“Keep your eyes on the mirror,” I say, gripping her hair and turning her head back around. “I don’t give a fuck what you want. You keep those pretty eyes open and watch.”

Her hips buck against mine as she realizes what I’m about to do. She shakes her head frantically, but I tighten my grip to keepher still. Her body tenses, and I know she’s getting ready to fight me again. Just like she did on the kitchen floor.

But she doesn’t safeword me.

That’s all the permission I need. One hand on her nape, I gather her wrists and bind them to the faucet. Drawing the leather tight and fastening it. It cuts into her freckled skin and locks her wrists into place.

She’s not fucking going anywhere.

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