“So you found one?” I hear him ask in a voice clear enough that it must be coming from only a few feet away.
“Kane, really?” I hear Elle as she waddles on over. A giggle is forced from me when I see her stand in front of the door with her arms crossed.
“You are not seeing her, and that is final.” She even nods her head at the end.
“In her dress,” Kane tacks on. “I won’t see her in her dress, but I have something I need to tell her; it can’t wait.”
My eyes widen and my heart sputters in my chest. I push the door open and ask in a worried voice, “Is everything okay?”
His eyes look down my dress and I can tell he’s having the same reaction I was. Now that the clips are gone, I’m a little...puffy.
“Yeah, baby.” His brow furrows. “Uh. That dress is just beautiful.” He couldn’t sound more unsure if he tried. I give him an asymmetric grin.
“This is only one of them. I’m getting another with more tulle for the reception. I thought I should get that one in pink, too.” He blinks at me a few times and then purses his lips.
“Is my good girl being a little naughty?” he asks in a lowered voice.
“Oh, God. Get a room.” Becca rolls her eyes and plops down on the ottoman while Elle and I just laugh. Kane looks over his shoulder with a wide grin.
“No worries. We’ve got one right here.” He walks forward and I instinctively take a step back as he enters the fitting room with me.
I push my hands on his chest but he moves in enough to shut the door. “Not here.” I am so not fucking him with them in earshot.
He huffs a laugh. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of that needy pussy of yours when you get home.” He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me in. The tulle crinkles and my shoulders shake with my laughter.
“Good news?” I ask. My heart swells as he gives me a broad smile and a quick kiss.
“I’m in, baby. We’re gonna stay.”
“In, in?” I ask. I can’t believe it. He wanted this so badly.
“Valetti through and through.” I give him a hug and he picks me up gently, hugging me back. It’s a little awkward with my belly and the dress, but it feels so right. I’m so happy, happier than I’ve ever been. Everything is just perfect.
He sets me down and gives me a sweet, open-mouth kiss that instantly ignites my core. When he pulls back to look at me, he chuckles. “Not here, baby. You’re going to have to be a good girl and wait.”
I feel a violent blush color my cheeks and I stand on my tiptoes to kiss him.
“Yes, Kane.” I say with a smile.
Epilogue
Ava
I spear my fingers through his hair and arch my back. "Yes!" I moan and arch my back. I rock my pussy in his face, needing more. He takes a languid lick then sucks my clit into his mouth. "Fuck! Yes!" My body bows as he pushes two fingers into my heat. He curves them and strokes my G-spot.
Heat overwhelms my entire body, and an intense pleasure radiates from my core before exploding through my entire body. My breathing comes in pants as I look down my body and see Kane rise between my legs.
His broad shoulders spread my legs as he licks his lips and then wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes are half-lidded and filled with desire.
His large hands push my thighs apart as he crawls up my body, keeping eye contact. "You need to be a good girl and keep quiet."
My pussy clenches around nothing at his words. "Yes, Kane." My response comes out breathy and he smirks at me as his large frame cages me in. I love telling him yes, just to see the spark of desire in his eyes from my submission. He grins at me and I smile back at him.
He rests a forearm by my head and reaches below him to push the head of his cock against my wet pussy lips.
“Mmm,” I moan, as my head tilts back and his hand grips my hip. Just before he’s able to push into me, the baby monitor goes off.
Our little girl is quite literally the world’s worst cockblock.
“Ah, no. No, no, baby girl.” Kane climbs over me, leaving my heat and ignores the giggles coming from my mouth without my consent. His hard dick bobs as he grabs the baby monitor and clicks the top button so the video will come to life. His wedding band clicks against the monitor, and it triggers me to look down at my rings. Almost a year, and I never tire of looking at them. It never ceases to amaze me. I’m so fucking lucky.
“I’m sorry, babe,” I say with a sarcastic pout. I really do need to be more quiet. The look on his face makes me suppress a laugh. Our little girl shrieks with joy on the monitor. She’s just found her feet and apparently that’s the most exciting thing in the world. Especially when she can fit her little toes into her mouth.
“You and your big mouth,” he mutters good-naturedly as he stands, and snatches his pajama pants off the floor of the bedroom.
“Technically it was your mouth,” I say as though it’s an admonishment, with a wide smile on my face.
He walks over to the bed with a handsome grin and puts his hand on my hip. “Two minutes,” he says before reaching down to give me a kiss. He’s not lying either, he’s a pro at getting our little one back to sleep. She’s daddy’s girl and he has the magic touch to get her to sleep. She looks just like him, too. She has her father’s eyes. We named her after his mother, and my sister. Rebecca Marie. She’s a perfect little angel.
Everyone says the next one is going to be a demon because she’s so easy. I’m more than happy to find out.
“Two minutes,” I say just barely above a murmur as his lips leave mine. I open my eyes to see his dark, heated gaze staring back at me with absolute devotion.
As he turns to leave, to go to our babbling little girl, I grab his wrist and pull him back to me. I crush my lips against his and pour my passion into it. Tears prick my eyes and leak from the corners. I’m so full of love that it hurts. “I love you so much, Kane.”
He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and leans back. A deep chuckle rumbles from his chest. “I know you do. I love you, too.”
There’s not an ounce of doubt in those words. He loves me just as much as I love him.
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My world is caving in on itself; the scars of my past threatening to consume me. I was ready to fall from the top of my empire and I didn't give a damn. But then she showed up; falling back into my life and into my bed. My sweetheart. I should let her walk away again; I'm a bad man, but I'm too selfish. This time, I'm keeping her.
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It's time to collect on the biggest debt anyone in the city owes me. Jacob Waters, the bastard that killed my father. He's an abusive prick and he'll pay the ultimate price. But before I take him down, I'm taking his most prized possession. His precious Sarah.
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Prologue
Lucian
I slowly pace the room, letting the sound of my shoes clacking against the floor startle her. My eyes are on Dahlia, watching her every movement. Her breathing picks up as she realizes I’ve come back for her. With her blindfold on and her wrists and ankles tied to the bed while she lies on her belly, she’s at my complete mercy, and she knows it.
The sight of her bound and waiting for me is so tempting. I force my groan back.
Her pale, milky skin is on full display as she waits for me. I’ve left her like this deliberately, in this specific position. She knows now not to move, not to struggle. She knows to wait for me obediently, and what’s more, she enjoys it.
The wooden paddle gently grazes along her skin, leaving g
oosebumps down her thigh in its wake. They trail up the curve of her ass, and her shoulders rise as she sucks in a breath. Her body tenses and her lips part, spilling a soft moan. She knows what's coming.
She’s earned this.
She lied to me.
And she’s going to be punished.
She doesn’t know this is for her own good. She should, but she hasn’t realized it yet.
I’m only doing this for her. She needs this.
She needs to heal, and I know just how to help her. The paddle whips through the air and smacks her lush ass, leaving a bright red mark as she gasps, her hands gripping the binds at her wrists. I watch as her pussy clenches around nothing, making my dick that much harder.
Soon.
I barely maintain my control and gently knead her ass, soothing the pulsing pain I know she’s feeling. “Tell me why you lied to me, treasure,” I whisper at the shell of her ear, my lips barely touching her sensitive skin.
“I’m sorry,” she whimpers with lust. I don’t want her apology. I want her to realize what she’s done. I want to know why she hid it from me all this time. She’ll learn she can’t lie to me. There’s no reason she should.
Smack! I bring the paddle down on the other cheek and her body jolts as a strangled cry leaves her lips, her pussy glistening with arousal.
“That’s not what I asked, treasure.” My tone is taunting. She needs to realize what I already know. She needs to admit it. To me, but mostly to herself.
I pull away from her, just for a moment, leaving her to writhe on the bed from the sting of the paddle.
I didn’t anticipate our relationship reaching this point.
In the beginning, I thought this would be fun. Just a form of stress relief for me.
But things changed.
I bought her at auction, and now she can’t leave. She’s mine for an entire month. But the days have flown by, and the contract is almost over.
I need more time.
I’m going to make this right. I’m going to heal my treasure.
If it’s the last thing I do, I'll give her what she needs. What we both need.
She parts those beautiful lips, and hope blooms in my chest.
Say it, tell me what you desperately need to say.
But her mouth closes, and she shifts slightly on the sheets before stilling and waiting patiently for more.
I pull my arm back and steady myself.
Soon, she’ll realize it. My broken treasure. Soon she’ll be healed, but that won’t be enough for me anymore. I want more.
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Isaac
It’s been so long since I’ve wanted something so intensely; she’s devouring my every waking moment. Katia, my kitten. Even when I close my eyes, she’s there. I’m practically obsessed.
The scars on her back only partially show her pain. I can help her. She needs a master to show her what she's worth, and I can be that person. A dark part of me craves it. But she only gives me a taste. She lets me take her at the club, but nowhere else. She gives me only a small part of her. She’s refused my collar, but I know why.
The last one she wore wasn’t by choice.
She’s frightened and broken.
She craves the trust and the bond between a Dominant and Submissive. But she needs the relationship of a Master and Slave. I only need her to give me a chance.
I know she feels incomplete. I understand why she’s pushing me away. But I have a plan. I know she’ll go up on that stage if I can convince Madam Lynn to talk to her.
She needs to let go; we all know she does. I just need one chance to buy her so we can help each other as Master and Slave. A 24/7 power exchange. I can prove to her that she can trust again, and she can sate my obsessive desire for complete control.
The moment she agrees and steps on that stage, she’s mine.
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Joseph
I’m quiet as I walk into my bedroom, hoping to get a look at Lilly without her knowing. But those doe-eyed baby blues are shining back at me the second I enter.
Hating me. They pierce into me, giving me a look that could kill a lesser man.
I’ve been given more hateful glares. From deadly men who intended on killing me, who despise me and my very existence. I’ve never been effected.
But the look in her eyes guts me.
Because I know she’s hiding pain behind the hate.
“Let me out,” she says in a low voice as she wraps her fingers around the silver steel bars. Her voice lacking the strength and conviction she’d rather I hear. She adjusts slightly and as she does she winces. My eyes follow her movements, the grates of the cage have left an imprint on her knees. It’s only been a few hours since she’s been given her punishment. And I’m already regretting it.
I have to remind myself that this is for her own good. She’s being punished for a reason.
She wanted this.
She asked for this.
And now she wants to leave?
I won’t allow it.
My hands ball into fists as I stalk forward, my bare feet sinking into the lush carpet with each heavy step. The cage is large, much taller than her own height and she rises to meet me although she’s still on her knees.
Here’s a side to her I’ve never seen. The fierce woman who was always there, hiding behind the facade of obedient eyes.
She liked to play the submissive. She thought this was a game.
She thought wrong.
Lilly looks back at me with daggers in her eyes as I crouch lower, leveling my gaze with hers. Even with the anger swirling in her blue eyes, piercing into me, she gives off an air of purity, or innocence. She’s so delicate, so sweet. My flower.
Her rage only makes me want her more.
“Are you ready to obey?” I ask her, tilting my head slightly. My words piss her off. And I fucking love it. The comprehension of her predicament making her eyes narrow for a moment. I watch as her hands attempt to ball into fists, but she corrects herself, warring with what she craves to do and what she feels she’s expected to do.
She clenches her teeth, but her eyes water. Tears forming in her eyes as her lush lips part, but then quickly close without a sound being uttered.
I question everything in that small moment.
“Fuck you,” she finally responds in a sneer, but then instantly lowers her gaze. She’s strong, courageous even, but she’s a true submissive. I have yet to earn that side of her. But I will.
“You want to,” I answer with a sharp smirk that curves my lips up and that brings her glare back. It’s a tit for tat. If she’d give in, so would I, but she’s fighting it.
She didn’t realize how intense this would be when she signed that contract. Giving her freedom over to me. Neither did I.
She doesn’t respond but I see her thighs clench ever so slightly. The small action makes my dick instantly harden with desire. She loves what I do to her. She still wants me, even when she hates me.
“All you need to do is obey, my flower.” I restore my strict composure, waiting for her answer.
My nickname for her makes her lips part just the tiniest bit with lust. It makes me lean into her that much closer. Wanting more. My fingers wrap around the bars just above hers, barely touching her, but feeling the heated tingle I always do when I’m with her.
She knew I wasn’t a good man.
That’s part of what drew her to me. I know it is.
“Fine,” she says in merely a whisper. I cock a brow at her answer, daring her to continue with that disrespectful attitude.
Our days are numbered and if I let her, she may leave me the moment she can and never look back.
But she craved this for a reason. The same darkness that drives my desires is in her. Stirring low in the pit of her st
omach, fueling her hatred for me, but making her want me so much more.
“You know that’s not the way I’d like you to address me.”
“Yes, sir.” She says obediently, her voice the proper tone as she squares her shoulders. She’s still eye level with me, there’s still a fierceness to her, but she’s willing to play. That’s just how I want her.
I’ll show her how good this can be.
But first, she needs to be truly punished. The cage door opens slightly with a gentle creak. I need to leave a lasting impression.
She may be angry with me, but she’s still mine.
I own her. And I’m not letting her go.
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