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Not even Clint touched me there. I’d always counted myself lucky he didn’t want anal.
Maybe that’s why I’m so nervous for this. When it comes to that part of my body, I’m a total virgin. I’ve never had a man touch me there until tonight.
I slam the shower door and scrub myself dry. I’m still wearing his discreet collar, but when I look down at the sink, I realize he left the leather one there for me.
My heart picks up. I wipe the steam from the mirror and fasten it around my neck. The little tag swings, glinting.
Sovereign.
There’s no fighting that I’m his anymore. He never asked, never bothered to give me a choice. He just walked into my life and took what he wanted.
No apologies. No regrets.
I wish I could be truly mad at him for what he did. But for the first time since I was a child, I feel peace. I felt it the first time I set foot on Sovereign Mountain. And I didn’t realize it then, but I felt it the first time his mouth touched mine.
I come out of the bedroom in nothing but the collar. The lights are out, and the fireplace sheds an orange glow over the room. He dragged a chair to the middle of the hearth, right below the bull skull. And he’s sitting in it, shirtless, his knees spread. I can make out the hard length of his cock beneath his black sweatpants.
He lifts his head. His eyes glint.
“Come here, redbird,” he says.
I feel small with him sitting there like that. My bare feet pad across the floor until I’m standing between his knees. He leans in and his touch burns as it drags down my waist to my hips.
He’s got something wrapped around his fist. A silver chain.
“What is that, sir?” I whisper.
He doesn’t answer, but I didn’t expect him to. He’s gotten so used to concealing himself that he’ll always talk in riddles. He can talk around a question like an elite lawyer. Or just ignore it altogether.
“I want your full submission, redbird,” he says. “No speaking unless I ask you a question or you need to use your safeword. Tell me you understand.”
I nod, licking my dry lips. “I understand. Sir.”
His hand circles to my lower back and he grips my left ass cheek. Squeezing it hard enough to hurt. Pleasure bolts down and tingles warm in my hips and thighs.
“You have the prettiest ass,” he says, softly. Like he’s just thinking aloud. “Turn around.”
My heart flutters, but I obey. His fingertips brush over my ass, exploring the curves. He bends, and I feel his hot breath wash over me as he presses kisses to my bare skin. His tongue flickshere and there. My fist clench and I bite my tongue to keep from moaning.
He turns me back around. Then he leans in and unwinds the silver chain from his hand. It’s got three long strands with a little clip that looks like a hairpin at each end. He cups my right breast, and before I know it, he’s sliding one of the clips over my nipple and pulling it tight.
It aches, and pleasure starts in my clit.
My eyes widen. I want to moan, but I promised to be good.
He moves to my left nipple, flicking it first to get it fully hard. I jolt and squeeze my thighs together.
He glances at me, amusement in his eyes.
He loves torturing me.
When he fits the other clip onto my left nipple, I have to bite my lip to stay silent. Then he lifts me onto his lap and spreads my legs. I keep perfectly still even though I can feel his cock against my thigh. Hard, blood pulsing. My core clenches, begging to feel him inside me.
He licks his fingers and reaches between my thighs. I just finished my period and I shaved this morning. My hormones are at an all-time high, and my pussy is silky smooth. I’ve never felt so sexy, so desirable in my life.
He pinches my clit. My hips jolt.
“Fuck, your cunt is so perfect, sweetheart,” he murmurs. His middle finger teases my entrance. “Soft, tight, wet. I’m going to fucking ruin it tonight.”
