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“Well, it wasn’t like we signed a contract. You should tell the next sub you’re claiming her.” She knew she was being a brat, but he hadn’t even spanked her yet.
The heat in his eyes let her know he was up for it. His hand came out, circling her throat. It would have been menacing coming from anyone else. From anyone else, she would worry. From him she simply allowed herself to be pinned to the wall behind her, to feel how he could circle her whole neck with one hand. She let her body react to this man who somewhere deep down she recognized as her mate.
He was right about one thing. She did know him. They weren’t starting from scratch.
Were they simply following fate?
His gorgeous face loomed over her, eyes practically glowing in the dark. “I already claimed you, sub. Do you want to question my rights?”
Her nipples were so tight as his body brushed against hers. “Your rights to what, Sir?”
“My rights to your body. To every inch of you. To your mouth and your breasts. My rights to have your legs wrapped around my waist while I shove my cock into its home. Your pussy, love. I’m definitely claiming rights to that. You should know I’m going to be the one scaring off all the Doms from here on out.”
“Because I’m yours.” She was. She was his. Maybe she’d always been his, always would be, and this was the magical moment in her life when he was hers, too.
“Because you are fucking mine.” His mouth came down on hers, and she felt devoured in the best possible way. His tongue surged inside as he released her neck in favor of pinning her between the wall and his massive, muscular body. “Say it again, Dais.”
He was a greedy Dom. He wanted everything she had and wouldn’t accept less.
She was supposed to fight him, but her arms found his waist and tugged at the shirt he wore. It needed to go. The need to touch him was a desperate thing. A hunger she couldn’t deny.
He pulled back slightly and stared down at her. “You want the shirt?”
She nodded.
Nate took the sides of the neck of the shirt and ripped it off, the sound of fabric tearing sending a thrill through her.
It was dumb because she knew he could have easily pulled it over his head. Instead he dragged it off, and it was a useless thing. Like the shirt wasn’t important because she wanted something. She wanted him naked, and he would give it to her no matter the cost.
It made it easy for her to rip open her own blouse, the buttons pinging against the floor as they scattered around the dungeon. She tossed it aside, not caring where the fuck it went.
This was their paradise, and nothing could touch them here.
And she liked this game. Nate was staring at her, and she didn’t like how sure he was of himself. So she ran away again.
He caught her in moments and dragged her to the medical playroom, ripping her bra off and throwing it behind him.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he ordered as he lifted her up. And up. She’d thought he was planning on taking her lips, but instead he forced her higher so he could suck a nipple into his mouth. He licked her nipple and sucked and then gave her a nip that had her writhing against him before switching to the other breast and torturing it, too.
He let her slide down his body, setting her on her feet. “No more running, Dais.”
But she was feeling every bit as savage as he’d claimed to be. “You want me, Nate. Earn me.”
She took off again, but he was on her in a second, dragging her to the ground. He pinned her to the floor.
“I’ll teach you not to run from me, sub.” One hand stayed holding her to the ground while the other ran up her leg, under her skirt. He cupped her ass, giving her a squeeze. “But first, I’m going to make sure you’re with me.”
“Of course I’m with you.” Where did he think she was?
Then she understood because his hand slipped between her legs and under the edge of her panties, one big finger sliding easily over her pussy. A low groan came from his chest. “That’s what I want. I want you hot and wet and fucking ready.”
She was. The need for sex was driving her. The need for him. “I’m ready. I’m so ready, Nate.”
“And yet, you still have a lesson to learn.” His voice had gone deliciously dominant as the hand that had softly stroked her withdrew, and she felt cool air on her legs as he shoved the skirt over her waist, exposing her. “These are going to have to go.”
He dragged the underwear down, but only to trap her thighs, holding her legs closed as he forced her ass into the air.
There was no question what was about to happen and yet when his big hand came down on her cheeks, she couldn’t help but shout out as the pain exploded against her aroused skin, heightening the sensation and giving it depth. She was bent over and contorted as he maneuvered her into the position he wanted, over one knee, his big leg acting like a brace, folding her in two as he slapped her ass without mercy.
