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ChapterThirteen

Eden

The world tilted around me as he flopped me onto my back once more. The silken sheets beneath me cooled the harsh heat radiating from my ass, but the second he chained my legs back open I felt my juices betraying me.

I wanted to slap the man across the face before kissing him. I wanted to rake my nails down his back before he plunged into my depths. I’d never felt more confused about pleasure in all my life, and as the world continued spinning around my head from the force of my orgasm, I waited for my next punishment.

“Open wide,” Dominik beckoned.

I did as he asked, unhinging my jaw as much as I could. I had no leg to stand on, literally. No way to fight, literally. So, I did as he asked. I hated him for making me feel so fucking good. I hated him for spanking me, only to push through me a need to beg for more.

I wouldn’t do it, though.

I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of telling him how much I enjoyed it.

The first thing I tasted was cold, hard metal. It pried my mouth open, sitting just behind my teeth before my head got lifted. Something got tied around the back of my head as spit already started filling my mouth. And as it dripped down my chin, I tried my best to focus my eyes.

“Such a mess for me. Only bad girls make messes like this.”

The second I heard a belt buckle clink against the floor, I tried to steady my vision. I squinted my eyes, blinking a few times to try and get my bearings. The air conditioning kicked on with a dull roar, causing me to shiver as the world around me finally came into focus. And when I saw Dominik stripping himself of his clothes, I drank in every inch of him.

Every pulsing, bulging, thickened inch.

I couldn’t speak. The gag in my mouth made sure of that. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t admire. As much as I hated this fucking man as a person, I had to admit that he was sexy as hell. Chiseled from the marble of the gods and laced with a cockiness that ached my clit in ways I refused to admit, his muscles rippled for my viewing pleasure. His dick stood tall. Thick. Leaking from its tip in streams all the way down to the floor.

I suddenly had an urge to know what he tasted like.

“Like what you see?” he asked as a grin spread across his face.

I rolled my eyes and moved my gaze toward the ceiling. He was handsome as hell until he opened that fucking mouth of his. But, apparently, he didn’t take kindly to my actions.

Because he gripped my jaw and tilted my head back in his direction.

“Roll your eyes again at me and I’ll mark that ass until the only option you have is to lay on your stomach so that I can take you from behind. Got it?”

A shiver of warmth worked its way down my spine. Was he being serious?

Do I want him to be serious?

I couldn’t see what he was doing, but something black flashed in the corner of my eye as he moved. He had pulled something off the table that had once housed the scissors he used to cut my very expensive nightgown off my body, but I had no idea what the hell he had grabbed. As he worked his way down to my feet, I raised my head, watching his every move. And when the dildo came into view, my eyes widened.

As spit dribbled down to my chest.

“Let’s see how far I can spread that pussy of yours, shall we?” he asked.

He plunged that toy deep into the caverns of my body and the unearthly sound that peeled from the back of my throat gave me away. I couldn’t even suppress it any longer. He knew exactly what buttons to push, and I could no longer deny the release I craved. My ankles dug into the mattress, raising my hips and yearning for more as he switched the damned thing on.

And as the vibrations caused my walls to clamp down around the toy, I felt him strap something to me that held the toy in place.

Before he appeared back in the corner of my vision.

“Oh, I just got a fun little idea,” he murmured.

The second I saw him reach for that magic wand, I shook my head. No, no, the sensations would be too much. My clit was much too sensitive. My pussy was already on the brink of collapsing. I wiggled around in my restraints, trying to back away before he leaned his body weight against my hips, pinning them to the God-forsaken bed.

And after he positioned the toy right against my oversensitive nub, he turned it on.

Full. Fucking. Blast.

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