She’s in debt to an alpha. Now he’s come to collect.
Sadie MacDonald left home seeking freedom from the rules of her pack. She ended up broke, in trouble, and over the knee of an infuriatingly sexy alpha who has decided to take her as his mate.
A painful, humiliating spanking in the back seat of Marco di Angelo’s car during the ride to his estate—where the brute has made clear she will be staying with him from now on—proves to be just the start of his plans for Sadie. She will be taught to obey, then she will be claimed and bred.
Though Marco’s audacity enrages Sadie, her body knows its master, and it isn’t long before she is screaming her surrender into the sheets as he ravages her thoroughly and savagely. But when rivals within his own pack threaten his new mate, will Marco do what he must to keep her safe?
Author: Sassa Daniels
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 61,800 words
Sadie brushed past him and went to the desk. Placing her hands on the edge, she spread her legs wide and bent over. She glanced back at him, her eyes evading his.
“Please put the plug in my naughty little bottom.”
He was pleased she’d remembered that part of the instruction and loved the little pout that accompanied her words. She clearly hated asking him to plug her ass, but he was delighted she’d done as instructed. Yielding to him was becoming easier for her. Eventually, she would bow down to him without giving it a second thought but for now he was content with her commonsense submission.
“Eyes front,” Marco commanded.
Sadie turned and looked at the wall straight ahead of her. When he walked up behind her, he couldn’t resist running a hand over the silky-smooth skin of her bottom. In response to his touch, Sadie wiggled her hips. He didn’t think he’d ever get enough of her reactions to him. Even if she still claimed to harbor uncertainties about being with him, her body knew exactly what it wanted.
He drew his hand away and reached for the butt plug he’d left sitting on the desk along with a tube of lubricant. He smeared some of the clear gel over the plug and a little more at the puckered entrance to her rear channel. As much as he’d love to play with her right now, he knew he had to keep this as clinical as possible. This was about punishment not pleasure. He pressed the tip of the plug to her entrance and Sadie immediately froze.
“Relax, cara,” he soothed. “One way or another, this plug’s going in, so try to make it easy on yourself.”
He gave her a moment to unclench her buttocks. The tension drained from her whole body and her shoulders sagged. When he was sure she was ready, he began to push the plug inside her. He met with some resistance as the wider part of the silicone object breached her tight hole. Distraction seemed necessary so he slipped a hand between her legs and rubbed the sensitive little nub until Sadie groaned with need. He pressed the plug forward and it slid all the way into her channel. The moment it was fully seated, Marco withdrew his fingers from her clit. Sadie groaned but it was tough luck. This was not about getting her off.
After admiring the way the base of the plug nestled between her cheeks, Marco helped Sadie to stand. He grinned as she winced, clearly feeling the presence of the plug. Good. She would only learn her lesson if forced to endure some discomfort.
“Kneel over there.” He pointed to a space in the middle of the room. “Face the desk.”
Sadie obediently moved to the spot he’d indicated. She turned and dropped to her knees. For a moment, Marco wondered if he should offer her a cushion to kneel on. He decided against it. There was a thick rug on the floor, so she’d be fine for an hour or so.
“Legs apart,” he instructed as she sat back on her heels. “I want to see my pretty pink pussy.”
“Your pussy?” Sadie spluttered.
Ignoring her predictable outrage, Marco raised an eyebrow. Realization worked its way across Sadie’s face as it struck her she’d spoken out of turn. She bowed her head.
“I’ll let that one slide, but from now until I give you permission, you are to neither speak nor move. Do you understand?” When she said nothing, Marco knew she wasn’t sure whether she was allowed to reply. “You may answer.”
“Yes, Marco.” Her voice was quiet but as he looked up at him, rebellion flashed in her eyes. “I understand.”
Marco gave her one last lingering look and went to sit behind his desk. With Sadie kneeling there before him looking so incredibly enticing, he wasn’t sure how he was supposed to concentrate on work. It occurred to him now that he might be punishing himself as much as he was Sadie. He opened his laptop and entered his password. A screen full of figures appeared in front of him. He tried to focus on the hundreds of rows of numbers, but it was no use. The only thing he could think about was thrashing Sadie’s butt and then rutting her like a wild animal. The next hour was going to be torture.