Catherine’s father conspired to have my father killed, and that debt to the Benedetti family must be settled. Just as he took something from me, I will take something from him.
She will be mine to punish and ravage, but when she suffers it will not be for his sins.
It will be for my pleasure.
She will beg, but it will be for me to claim her in the most shameful ways imaginable.
She will scream, but it will be because she doesn’t think she can bear another climax.
But when she surrenders at last, it will not be to her captor.
It will be to her husband.
Author: Piper Stone
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 75,000 words
I tossed my head back and forth, doing everything I could but I was ready to explode. “Please let me come. Please.”
“Not yet. You haven’t earned it.”
Earned. Was he kidding me? I did what I could, but my body was shaking violently, the leather bindings squeaking above me. I was no longer in my body, the bliss becoming breathtaking.
He drove four fingers deep inside of me, pushing me to the very limit of my sanity.
“Oh. Oh. Please… Please let me come.” I bucked and twisted, my heart racing.
After a few seconds, he finally lifted his head, blowing across my pussy. “Come for me, little pet. Come.”
With those words, I released, the orgasm booming into my system. I was shocked at the amazing sensations, jerking and pulling to no avail. As I was driven into ecstasy, the single climax refused to back down, morphing into a beautiful wave cascading over every inch of my body. Nothing had ever felt so good in my life.
Matteo refused to let me go, grunting the entire time he licked and sucked, taking in every drop of my juice.
As the last seconds of the intense moment began to wind down, sheer exhaustion replaced the moments of bliss. I fell back against the bed, panting as I blinked furiously.
He pressed his lips against one leg then the other, lifting his head. I could still manage to see the feral look in his eyes as he continued to use his fingers to tease me. When he rolled his fingers down the crack of my ass, I tensed, fisting my hands all over again.
“You are beautiful when you come. I will always provide you with pleasure as long as you remain obedient.”
There was the asshole who’d stormed into my apartment. He would take what he wanted yet only allow me to feel this kind of pleasure if I followed his rules. I clenched my jaw, glaring at him as I’d done before.
He cocked his head, shoving his thumb between my ass cheeks. When he pushed it inside my darkened hole, I refused to scream. No one had ever taken me there. No one had ever dared to try. While there was initial pain, the craziest thing happened. The experience became pleasurable.
This was dirty and disgusting, but more exciting than his minutes of feasting. I was thrown by the surge of electricity, curling my toes as he pumped in several times.
“As I said, every hole now belongs to me. That’s something you need to keep in mind.” He rose onto his knees, moving to lean over me. “And if you allow another man to touch you, I will be forced to kill him. Do you understand?”
His words were chilling, just another reminder of how dangerous he was. “Yes.” When he cocked his head as if waiting for something else, I wanted nothing more than to be able to scratch his face and gouge out his eyes. “Yes. Sir.”
He smirked before moving beside me. Within seconds, he flipped me over, pushing me onto my knees. The asshole was going to make good on his promise. I’d seen his cock, his big, fat cock. There was no way I would be able to take something so large.
I fought to see what he was doing, trying my best not to whimper. When he positioned himself behind me, I tried to buck against him. He responded by smacking my bottom several times, the slaps brutal and fast.
“Now I’m going to fuck you in the ass. While I long to fuck you in that delicious pussy of yours, I won’t take you there until after we’ve been married. Your pussy is sacred to me and will remain off limits. Then nothing will prevent me from owning you.”
The word reverberated in my mind even more than what I knew he was going to do. I was now nothing more than his possession.