Darkest Before Dawn (His Perfect Darkness #2) Read Online Lee Savino

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Dark, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: His Perfect Darkness Series by Lee Savino
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
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“I could do this all day,” he murmurs against my mouth.

I’m squirming again, this time with arousal. “Hmmm, I want more.”

“Too bad. You have to lie here and take it.” He moves his big body over me, pinning my limbs with his muscled bulk.

I pout up at him. “Not fair.”

“Who’s in charge?”

“You are.”

“Say it again.”

“You are, my king.”

Turns out those are the magic words. His eyes darken, and his chest rumbles with a satisfied hum.

I end up with my hands bound wrist to elbow behind me with one of Rex’s silk ties. He sits me on his lap and props my legs over his. The position puts my breasts and sex on display.

He leans me back against him and slaps my inner thighs, spanking them red. My breasts get a few swats, and the pain feels like bliss. It’s a beautiful alchemy, how he hurts me so I feel good. I’m high from just that.

“Is this what you wanted? For me to treat you like my little pain slut?” He punctuates each word with a swat.

My breasts throb, and each pulse of pain takes me higher. “Yes.”

He slaps my pussy. I groan at the sensation and the wet sound it makes. I’m filthy, soaking wet. My abs tighten reflexively, but I can’t close my legs because they’re propped over his. “Yes, what?” His hand hovers over my sex in silent threat.

“Yes, sir.”

His hand wavers, and I flinch, then make myself relax and remain open for him.

“Good girl.”

The words warm me through. But then he adds, “Now beg me to spank your pussy until you come.”

“Oh, gods.” Hot liquid pools in my belly, threatening to spill over. I’m close, just from the thought of coming from this. “Please, sir, spank my pussy. I need it.”

“With pleasure.”

He lets his hand fall, lightly at first, a tease, but then with more force, until sparks fly from my clit and I know one more blow will send me over.

“Please,” I whisper, “Please, please, please⁠—”

“My gods.” His cock is rock hard under my ass. “I can’t deny you anything. Come for me, Inara.”

His hand falls, jarring me into a place of anticipation. The pain rushes in a second later, and my orgasm explodes.

He rolls, planting me face down in the bed and spreading my legs. He spanks my bottom next, each slap sending me higher.

Then he’s pushing into me, and oh, it’s so good. He’s rough, his fingers biting into my hips, thrusting hard enough to make the movements make my clit rub against the bed, and I scream, thrashing. He pins me and makes me take it.

And then we do it again. We spend the day in a scene, napping and cuddling when we need to. Twilight finds me soaking in the bath. Rex ordered all manner of bath salts for me to sample. I tried to get him to join me, but he refused.

He comes in now, dressed in his business suit, knotting his tie.

“I have to go. Press conference.”

I lay my head on the rim of the bathtub, trying not to pout and burden him with my reluctance to let him leave. I know being Rex Roy in public sucks for him. “Or you could stay here with me. . .”

“I need to go play the part of grieving widower in public. Really sell this.”

Ugh, that’s going to be awful. I’m glad I get to play dead. “You could be the sort of billionaire who becomes a recluse. Someone who retreats from all human contact.”

“Tempting. But not tonight. Nadia will have my head.”

I sink into the bubbles to hide my smile. It’s nice to know there’s someone my husband will obey.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He says it like a vow, and I nod. I believe him.

“Will you be okay?”

“Of course.” I wave a hand, flicking scented bubbles down the bath.

“All right. I love you.”

I suck in a breath. It’s still a shock to hear it. He hasn’t insisted I say it back, but I want to. At the right time.

There is something I can give him. “Rex. . . when this is all over. I’d like a wedding.”

He tilts his head. “A ceremony?”

“Let’s make it official. I’d like to invite Lacy. And Mina,” I add. It’s about time I met my online friend in real life.

“Done. We can do it at the house.”

My mouth falls open, but I get an instant flash of the future—me in a white dress, holding a bouquet of yellow roses under a trellis of jasmine vines, Roy Manor looming in the background. “I was thinking of something small. . .”

“You’re married to a Roy. We don’t do small.” He leans down and kisses my forehead. “I accept your proposal, wife.”

I roll my eyes. Of course he’d take my request as a win. Proof that I want to stay married.


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