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I stand and slip the syringe into her and release it slowly. Her head jerks up and her lips part.

“Oh,” she whispers.

Our gazes lock in the mirror. I pull the syringe free and toss it. Her lashes flutter and I know she feels the warm water inside. It’s turning her on and I need to feel that too. I slide my fingers into her mouth to wet them, leaving a trail of saliva on her chin, and push them into her cunt.

It’s tighter, if that’s even possible.

“Gerard,” she gasps. “Please.”

I run my hand up her spine and grip her hair, dragging her head back. “You came after me when I told you to stay put,” I say.

Confusion flickers over her face.

“I saved you,” she whispered.

“I wouldn’t have needed saving if I hadn’t run into you in the pine grove. I had him in my sights. You put yourself in danger, redbird. You haven’t apologized for it.”

She swallows hard. “I’m sorry.”

I shake my head and pick up my belt. Her thighs tremble and her hands shake as she tries to keep them flat. I don’t draw this part out because it’s not for pleasure. I just keep her still with my hand in her hair and bring my folded belt down across her ass.

I told her she was going to regret not trusting me.

The belt cracks.

She screams, a sob surging from her lips.

But she doesn’t safeword me, even though I know she’s in agony.

My cock aches, and I bring the belt down on her upper thighs. Hard enough to leave a pink and red mark on her freckled skin. Sobs spill from her throat as I lash her once, two, three more times. Until I see creamy arousal on her inner thighs.

I drop the belt and pull her into my arms. She’s warm, trembling. She cries quietly for a moment, rubbing her face into my chest. I wipe her tears with my thumb and kiss her forehead.

“You need to use the toilet,” I say gently. “I’ll leave you alone. But come out as soon as you’re done.”

She hiccups, wiping her face with her palm. Her eyes are glassy and her shoulders sag. When I run my palm down her spine I can tell her muscles have relaxed. It makes me realize how tense she is most of the time.

She’s still stuck in fight or flight.

My mouth brushes her hair. “Is this what you want? For me to brutalize you, redbird?”

She gasps, pushing her face into my chest. “Yes.”

“Beg for it then.”

I turn her face up and she’s deep in a submissive state. Her eyes are dreamy and swollen. She’s breathing in little pants.

“Please,” she whispers. “Please, Sovereign. Hurt me.”

I stroke through her soft waves. She’s so beautiful, so good. Too good for me, but I’ve always known that and it never mattered. If I’d listened to that voice in my head that said she was too sweet for a man like me, I wouldn’t be here right now, holding her tight.

“I’ll hurt you, but only if I can put you back together,” I say.

CHAPTER FIFTY

KEIRA

My face burns as I shower and my hands shake as I scrub my skin until it’s silky smooth. Of course, he’s not embarrassed. Nothing seems to embarrass him. He got down on my knees behind me and licked the most intimate part of my body and he was rock hard.

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