She will be bred, but first she must be mastered.
Finlay MacDonald is the last alpha of his bloodline, and he is in need of a mate. She doesn’t know it yet, but beautiful college professor Maddie MacKinnon is destined to be that mate.
Upon seeing the woman who will bear his pups being accosted by a man with a knife, Finlay knocks her attacker out cold, but it will take more than a display of gallantry to convince Maddie to accept his protection and submit to his demands. She will need to be stripped bare, spanked until she is sore and soaked, and then taken so savagely she is left in no doubt he is her alpha.
She is going to be claimed, marked, and bred, and she will come when he calls her or be sternly and shamefully punished. The only thing up to Maddie is how long she tries to deny her need to be mastered.
Author: Sassa Daniels
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 56,000 words
Maddie placed her palms back on the desk and bowed her head so low it was almost touching the cool wooden surface. Already she was questioning whether she should have taken the break Finn offered her. She wasn’t exactly keen to have him hit her with that belt again, but she wasn’t sure a timeout would help. She was new to this and couldn’t see how a couple of minutes would lessen the throbbing ache deep in her flesh. Surely getting it over with was the better option.
As the leather strap whistled through the air once more, she braced for the impact. The sting was greater than before, and her face contorted into a pained grimace.
“Seven,” she hissed through clenched teeth.
“That was eight.”
“Eight,” she amended. It was lucky Finn was keeping count as her mind was scrambled. An overload of different emotions made it hard to think straight. She was ashamed and aroused all at once. She hated the sting of the belt but loved yielding to Finn’s dominance. Putting herself in his hands was freeing, yet she worried she was losing the strong, independent streak that defined her personality.
She wiggled her bottom, but it didn’t help alleviate the soreness. Clenching and unclenching the muscles had no effect either. A hand placed firmly at the small of her back told her to stop moving. Standing as still as she could, she held her breath and waited for the belt to land again. It struck on the right side and lightning zapped through her, forcing her up onto her toes.
“Nine!” she screeched.
Tears began to roll down her cheeks. Her bottom felt like it was on fire. Each new stroke of the belt seemed to lay another heated stripe over the last. She’d be surprised if her skin wasn’t scarlet by now. The belt cracked down across the full width of her bottom and her eyes widened as she shrieked out the number ten. She dropped her head down onto the desk and sobbed. The buckle of the belt clattered on the desk as Finn laid it down beside her and eased her into a standing position. She looked up at him in question.
“I think that’s enough punishment for one night.”
Maddie nodded quietly and stood still as he wiped the tears from her face. She couldn’t say she would never displease Finn again but, for now, she would be more careful to follow his rules. As his fingers stroked her cheek, she couldn’t help but lean into his palm, seeking reassurance.
“Would you like me to help you forget about the pain?” Finn asked.
The gleam in his eye told her exactly how he intended to do that, and Maddie’s pulse sped up at the thought. Some distraction seemed like a good idea. She lowered her lashes and then looked up at him in what she hoped was a seductive manner. Flirting wasn’t something she’d had much practice at, and she was gripped by self-consciousness as Finn studied her face. The corner of his mouth twitched, and she was sure he was about to laugh at her. Then, suddenly, he bent his head and kissed her.
His mouth claimed hers in a manner that could only be described as savage. There was nothing tender about the determined way his tongue swept into her mouth. Maddie pressed her lips hard against his, trying to match his sensual ferocity. There was only one dominant force here, though, and it was Finn. All she could do was grasp his shoulders and hold on for the ride.
When he suddenly pulled away, a whimper of protest escaped her but then, as he spun her around and bent her over the desk, she gasped in delight. Her heart skipped a beat as he kicked her feet apart, spreading her legs wider. The sound of a zipper being lowered came from behind her. She shifted restlessly from side to side.
“So impatient,” Finn chided.
A moment later, he drove his cock into her in a single thrust that made her eyes roll back. He held himself completely still, giving her time to adjust to the feeling of fullness.
“So tight,” he said, “a perfect fit.”
Then he began to move, slamming into her hard. He gripped her hips and pulled her back to meet each thrust as he drove into her. His flesh slapped against her inflamed bottom and she moaned. Pain and pleasure intermingled, and her clit throbbed with need. She lifted her hand from the desk, intending to touch herself but Finn must have realized what she was about to do. He paused and grabbed her wrist, drawing her arm up around her back. His grip was tight enough for her to feel his disapproval, but not so much as to cause her pain.
“Another rule for you, sweetheart; your pleasure comes only from me.”