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Crying out, she tried to squirm away from the devilish bite, but Liam was there, shaking his head, pinning her hips to the floor with his hand to her mound. So close to her sex and yet too damn far.
“Magnetic nipple clamps,” he told her with a grin. “I saw some a while ago, but I wasn’t keen on mass-produced shit touching your skin, so Jasper kindly introduced me to a metalsmith he personally uses for Anarchy’s toys. Much better quality, from the workmanship to the magnets.”
They were boring holes through her flesh, she was sure. The pressure was exquisite, constant, creating a heaviness in her lower belly.
“Mack, why don’t you do this one?”
Lips lifted off her breast with an audiblepop.Mack studied the silver gadget with interest, taking and rolling it between his fingers. “Huh. Fidgety little thing, isn’t it? I thought you’d be a clover clamp kind of Dom.”
“I’ve got some, just waiting for the right—or wrong—infraction. Our girl hasn’t had her nipples, or anything else for that matter, clamped for a long time.” Liam tapped his fingers on her mound three times. “It’s worth reintroducing some things slowly.”
Oh God, not her clit.
There should be a law protecting a sub’s clitoris from castigation.
She stiffened, squeezing her eyes closed as Mack plumped her unadorned nipple further and slipped the crown into position. Her inner muscles clenched on emptiness when the magnets parted, then snapped together with her sensitive flesh trapped in the middle.
“Beautiful,” Mack purred under his breath.
“Isn’t she just,” Liam agreed. “Wait until the tips turn red.”
All right, they’d had their fun.
Sierra hissed between her teeth, trying to sit up. To her surprise, Liam gallantly helped her, holding her shoulders lightly. “All I did was play a prank, Master Liam. A small prank that didn’t harm anyone.” She held her thumb and forefinger a millimeter apart. “Teeny tiny.”
“Was that reallyallyou did today, minx?”
Ugh, of course this morning was biting her in the ass now. “Technically, I made penance for that. I left a note so Mack wouldn’t worry, and then gave him a blowjob. Amends were officially offered and accepted.”
“Mmm-hmm. And what about the grievances against me, Sierra?”
Why did he have to be such a hardass? Aiming for innocence, she blinked at him. “Against you, Sir?”
His mouth didn’t twitch, not even a tiny bit. “I told you to stay here and rest. Not only did you go directly against my wishes, you refused to come home when Mack asked. Testing him is expected, just as I expect him to draw his line in the sand and stick to it. Testing me, however, is long past, minx. We know our boundaries.”
She dropped her gaze. He was right, which sucked. “Yes, Sir.”
“So, the nipple clamps cover your punishment for the prank. What happens next is for the rest of your disobedience.” Liam smirked, glancing at Mack. “Knowing you, you’ll enjoy it, minx. Unless you choose rebellion a second time, although… it wouldn’t be wise.”
She swallowed nervously.
“Mack, I think our girl needs some support.”
“Why don’t I oblige then?” He sat, using the couch behind him as a brace, then spread his thighs and patted the inside of one. “Come on, pixie. Make yourself comfortable.”
With a sigh, she went to turn onto her hands and knees to stand; Liam gave her flank a sharp slap that echoed between her legs. “Scoot over to him. I like seeing the quick glimpses of pink when you flash that pussy at me.”
Heat shimmered up her throat. Doing as he bid, she shuffled back toward Mack, wincing as the carpet warmed her butt. When her ass hit his crotch, she exhaled slowly.
“Hands behind Mack’s neck, Sierra, and get these lovely legs spread wide for me.” Ever in control, Liam remained on his knees, satisfied she’d obey because, well, being his good girl was everything to her. “That’s perfect. See, doesn’t it feel good to behave?”
She nodded, ignoring the exposed stretch of her body. The manic swirling in her mind was starting to calm, smoothing the path for submission.
“Restrain her legs, Mack.”
Say what, now? Sierra almost dropped her arms, but a stern glance from Liam kept them exactly where they were. Her skin prickled ominously when Mack hooked his legs over hers, curving his feet to lock her in position.
“How wet is she?” Liam asked.
