Page 62 of Ruthlessly Mine


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I knew he was right and I deserved harsh punishment.

The belt came down over and over again.

I slid into an almost sublime state as he smacked my ass cheeks again and again. Everything about this man was in full control, including the method in which he disciplined me. The pain was agonizing but also freeing, forcing tears to form. I needed the release more than almost anything.

“Stay in position,” he commanded when I flinched.

“Yes, sir.” I struggled to follow his demand, my heart racing.

He continued, smacking one side then the other over and over again. I could feel the heat increase and knew my bottom would be red and sore for days. I needed this. I craved this.

Only Blade knew everything my body and soul required.

Blade rubbed my ass cheeks, the tips of his fingers dancing across my skin. With every touch, I whimpered, wanting to beg him for more.

And he gave it to me.

The strap cracked against my upper thighs, driving me into a state of heightened bliss.

“You’re doing very well,” he said, his tone dark and husky.

I was wet and hot, shame crowding into every inch of my mind. I was nothing more than a bad little girl.

Another series of hard smacks was given, his rhythm almost perfect as he whipped my bottom. I wouldn’t be able to sit for days. I gulped air, clenching my fists.

“Ten more.”

“Yes, sir.”

I was vaguely aware he’d issued a few words, but I could only hear my heartbeat, the echo thrumming in my ears. With every practiced spank, I was pitched further into quiet peace, accepting my punishment like a good little girl. I tried to stay in position, but knew I was kicking out as the heat on my buttocks increased.

Sensations rocketed through me, years of misery and fear releasing even as tears slipped past my lashes. This man had broken through my walls. He’d been able to see past the suffocating mask to the woman who desperately needed a firm hand and strong guidance. I sobbed, not because of the pain from the spanking, but because I knew this man was everything I needed and everything I’d ever craved.

Dangerous. Sexy.

Dominating.

I love you, Blade.

And the beautiful but damning words could never be said.

* * *

Blade

I wanted to ravage her, spend hours learning every inch of her body. I wanted to make her mine in every manner possible. And I wanted her absolute submission. The desire was stronger than ever. Unfortunately, thinking with my cock was going to have to wait. I wanted to have an opportunity to check out everything that Dwayne had admitted, without driving Crystal into a frenzied state.

I’d thought about at least removing, even crushing, the battery from her phone, until I’d seen the incoming call that had occurred the same time as the call she’d made to Jessie. A little game of cat and mouse might be in order. She’d defied me in a manner few people ever had. My instinct had been working overtime, almost falling to the same conclusion. What I should do is take both of us far away from here, but Crystal wanted her life back. And I had no idea how I was going to go about doing that. The fact Crystal realized there was a connection with Ricardo andEl Hefewas interesting, and after talking with Dwayne and seeing the news, I realized just how much danger we were both in.

Fucking fantastic.

If karma wanted me dead, by God she’d found the perfect way. I’d left a conclave of hell only to ride into a den of lions.

I tried not to pay any attention as Crystal dressed, but the allure of her beautiful body was strong, kicking my libido into overdrive. Spanking her had left me in a haunted place, my soul fighting what was left of my rational mind. Perhaps the discipline had been necessary. Perhaps I was nothing more than a fool. Everything about her was electrifying, drawing me closer into her web. I chuckled at the thought. I hadn’t allowed anyone, especially a female to get close to me since leaving… home. Fuck me. I hadn’t used the word ‘home’ in what seemed like a lifetime. My friendship with Breaker? I’d never learned anything about him, except for his taste in women and drink. The way of monsters.

“Did you know about this cartel before you joined up?” Crystal’s voice rang out, cutting through my thoughts.

“Did I know?”

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