In my world, a bride can be given… or she can be taken.
When Winter O’Brien was given to me, she thought she had a say in the matter. She was wrong.
She is my bride. Mine to claim, mine to punish, and mine to use as shamefully as I please. The sting of my belt on her bare bottom will teach her to obey, but obedience is just the beginning.
I will demand so much more.
Author: Piper Stone
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 82,400 words
Matteo’s words stunned me almost as much as the harshness of the spanking, his hand moving from one side to the other in rapid succession. As the pain shifted up and down portions of my body, I began to fight him, throwing back my hands in an effort to get him to stop. Every time I wiggled, the hard throbbing of his cock added gasoline to the flaming embers. I was wet and hot, my pussy clenching then relaxing.
A rush of adrenaline flowed through me, lights flashing in front of my eyes. I could no longer breathe as desire ripped through me. Instead of cries coming from my mouth, I moaned, instantly horrified at my body’s betrayal. No. No!
“You’re going to learn to obey me no matter what I ask. You will follow my directions and I promise to keep you safe. No one is going to take you from me. No one.” His voice was husky, several growls following his frank words.
With every part of my body on fire, I could no longer move or even think clearly. I was thrown into a state of bliss even as confusion continued to rip through me. “I’ll be good. I’ll be very good.” The words flew from my mouth before I could stop them. How could I say that? Why would I agree to obey a single command from this man?
“I’m going to ravage very inch of you. Taste you. Fuck every hole.”
The sound of his palm slicing against my skin was the only thing I could concentrate on. I was thrown into a world of disbelief, struggling to accept what was happening. He refused to stop, peppering one strike after the other.
I hung my head as the pain morphed into pure ecstasy and I realized I was shifting my hips back and forth, rubbing against his hard cock. I could no longer fight the electricity shooting through us, the vibrations more intense than anything I’d felt with another man. No one had ever spanked me before him. The sensations were off the charts, opening up a side of me that I didn’t know existed.
“That’s enough for now. There will be more later if necessary,” he whispered as he brushed his fingers down my spine, caressing my back before sliding his fingers down the crack of my ass. He wrapped his fingers around a portion of elastic of my thong. A mere snap of his wrist and the material tore away. Just like before. I’d never felt so exposed. “Are you wet for me, Winter? Do you long to have my cock buried deep inside your tight little channel?”
I couldn’t breathe, could no longer think clearly. I wanted to scream obscenities at him, but the moment he rubbed the tip of his finger across my swollen folds, another moan escaped my mouth. I was sick to my stomach at the thought of wanting him, but there was no denying the way I felt or my body’s increasing hunger.
He smacked my ass once again. “Tell me.”
“Mmm…” Matteo slipped his fingers into my wetness and I realized I’d parted my legs, allowing him access.
I was flushed all over, my body aching as he toyed with me, pumping his fingers in and out in a perfect rhythm.
“So damn wet. I’m going to claim that beautiful pink pussy of yours. Then I’m going to take you in the ass.”