Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
I left my clothes piled nearby. I snatch up my belt. I keep the buckle in my palm and loop the rest a few times until it’s the right length.
Her stomach tenses as I get closer.
I stop and let her breathing steady. “Tell me to stop and I will.”
She bites her lip.
I let the first strike fall, slashing the top of her thighs. Next, a blow to her breasts that makes her back arc and tears stream from her eyes.
I pause between each strike, giving her the chance to call out. She never does. The belt bites her belly and her inner thighs. She writhes enough for the sash around her wrists to loosen and fall away, but she keeps her arms up.
When I toss the belt aside, she’s marked from knee to nipple. I’m floating high above her in dom space where I see and control everything. I am a god, and she is my single perfect creation.
“You don’t get to come,” I tell her. “Not tonight. Not until I’m sure you won’t betray me.”
Her brows twitch. She looks unhappy, but I know it’s because she hates disappointing me.
“Don’t worry. You’ll take your punishment tonight, and I’ll make it so you never displease me again.”
I prop a foot on the chair, jacking my cock as I loom over her. She gazes up at me, full of trust, and I let my toes graze her pussy. My big toe brushes her tender folds, and she shivers. She tilts her hips, seeking more stimulation. I cover her pussy with the ball of my foot and press down lightly. In no time, she’s rocking against my foot, straining to find her own pleasure.
“Do not come.” I wait until she stills before I let myself go. Cum spurts onto her reddened chest and belly. I coat her poor, neglected pussy, and save one final flick for her face.
I scoop it off her chest and hold it to her lips. “Open.” She does, and I feed her my essence. Then I use the rope of her wet hair to guide her to my softening member so she can lick it clean, telling her, “This is how you atone.”
23
Inara
I drift in darkness, suspended by an unseen force. As soon as I question why, there’s a rush of wings, and I realize I’m flying. I’m a tiny, feathered thing.
The shadows below me flow together to form a giant, hulking shape. A warrior on a bloody battlefield. He strains upward, the powerful muscles in his arms and back working to rise, but chains are binding him to earth. And as I watch, they slither, living vines that wind around his arms and neck, choking him and filling his mouth so he can’t scream—
And then I’m chained, too. I’m underwater, and the light above seems so far away. Hands hold me, squeezing my hips and stroking between my legs. My belly is a balloon, and one more erotic caress will make it burst.
Sunlight slants over my face. I blink and focus on the fine detail of the blue wallpaper a few feet away. I’m back in the hotel room, lying on the luxurious bed. The bright light tells me I’ve slept late.
I go to flop onto my back and hit a huge wall. A living, breathing wall.
Rex. Only he would be lying next to me, his chest and abs solid as a brick barricade.
“You’re awake.” He passes a hand over my forehead. “You were frowning. Bad dream?”
I roll to face him. The morning light illuminates his face, and I’m hit with the full force of his beauty. The shadow of stubble emphasizes the perfect symmetry of his jawline and lips, and the black hair falling on his face is as glossy as a raven’s wing.
He’s irresistible like this, tousled and sexy. I can’t stand it. People who wake up looking gorgeous are annoying. “What are you doing here?”
“Sleeping.” He rolls and settles a heavy leg over mine, trapping me, and something huge and heavy pokes my thigh. I refuse to follow his prompt to look down at his morning wood.
“You own the hotel.” I squirm a little, testing to see if I can wriggle free. The movement makes his dick swell to outrageous proportions, and I give up. “You couldn’t get another room?”
“I like this one.” He slides a hand under the covers to caress my bare belly.
His touch awakens my body. My pussy pulses with painful need. I get a flashback of last night, his naked body on full display, as he jacked himself to completion over me.
“I carried you here last night. And you clung to me. The bed looked so big and cold, so I stayed.”
You clung to me. Of course I did. My unconscious would like nothing more to curl up in his arms forever.