From Sanctum with Love (Masters and Mercenaries #10)(125)

He flicked the wand off and moved to her right side. “That is not a proper response and she’s only alive because Jared and I figured out what was happening. You were told by a Dom I trust to stay put. Don’t you f*cking argue with me. You knew damn well Sarah wasn’t an escort. This was about punishing me.”

This time he lit up her nipple and for a second she couldn’t breathe. Her body shook as the electricity flared through her. The burn felt so f*cking good. It was a thing to be endured, a sensation that somehow filtered through her body as agony and thrilling pleasure. When he pulled the wand away she wanted to tell him she could take more. She could handle more. But she held back because what she wanted right now was him. There would be time to push all her boundaries. They had forever after all.

And he was right. Those tears that normally stuck in her eyes flowed down her cheeks. They wouldn’t stop. She could cry for him, cry with him. It all slammed into her, the last few weeks, all the lonely days before, the time with Morgan, and more. Her childhood, so precious and perilous. Her career, everything she’d wanted and still empty because she’d never been brave enough to truly claim it. Her fears that Kai couldn’t love her, that somehow she wasn’t worth it. They all slammed through her system, so much more piercing than the pain.

He was right. She’d tried to punish him, but mostly she’d spent years and years punishing herself for the mistakes of a child. Of a girl who didn’t know better. There, hung in a swing of ropes, she could finally let the past go. Finally forgive the girl she’d been and become the woman she could be. Tied up and bound, she could finally fly.

“That’s what I want.” Kai, the other half of her soul, seemed to know what she needed. He didn’t stop, didn’t throw down the instruments of his torture and ask if he’d done something wrong. He hit her again, keeping up the stimulation she needed to let loose. “I want you to let it all out. Give it all to me, baby. You’re safe with me.”

Over and over, he touched her with his light, scouring her flesh and setting her free. The tears seemed endless. There was so much pain stuck inside and it flowed like a volcano. So much heartache and anger that had taken up all the space in her soul. She released it, allowed it out because she needed that space for something more now.

It took a moment to realize Kai had stopped and put the violet wand away. She was still crying as he leaned over, his lips brushing the spots he’d hurt. His mouth moved over her, more tender than sexual. This was his promise to her, she realized.

It was safe to be open with him. It was safe to cry. He would do whatever it took to give her what she needed and then he would soothe her. He would ease her burdens. He would be there.

“I love you, Kai.”

“I love you, baby.” He worked her over with kisses, brushing her lips with his until he’d made his way around her body and down to the soles of her feet where he’d begun his torture. He kissed her there, too. Slowly he shoved his slacks off and freed himself. “Only you for the rest of my life.”

“Only you,” she said as he moved between her legs. There was something so sexy about being spread and open for him.

He touched the rope between her legs, pressing it down so she felt it scratch against her. Kori’s body, tired from the emotion, came back to life. He pressed again. “Tell me you want me.”

Because he was a man who needed to know he was pretty. Maybe not pretty, but it was sometimes so easy to forget that even beautiful men could need praise, too. Her Master needed more than her submission. He needed all of her. She finally got that. Kai Ferguson didn’t simply need a sub. He needed a smart and creative and stubborn brat who would love him with all her heart and soul.

He needed her.

“I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in my life.” More than her career. That should have scared her, but she’d finally figured out the right man wouldn’t cage her in. The right man wouldn’t allow her to sink into fear and doubt. The right man would set her free. Her Dom wouldn’t hold her back. He would fly with her.

“I want you. I want you every minute of every day, and don’t think I’ll be easy on you. You’re mine now. You’re mine to torture and tease and torment and love. Mine.”

It was easy to nod because being his meant he was hers. Hers to torture and tease and love. “Yours. I swear though if you don’t take what’s yours very soon I’m going to scream.”

His hand slapped down onto the rope and she did exactly that. “Brat. I’ll make you scream. I live to make you scream. And don’t think because you’re getting what you want this is over. We’ve got this place for the rest of the night, and I intend to see how far we can go.”

He sheathed his dick in a condom and shoved the rope aside. It bit into her, but she loved it. That bite of pain made her so much more aware of him. His hands gripped her, spreading her wide. His cock shoved at her *.

She couldn’t fight to get his cock, couldn’t move. She was helpless and all that remained was to let Kai have his way. His cock teased her, rubbing her clit and making her moan. The ropes scratched along her skin, lighting her up everywhere. She could still feel the burn from the wand in places, as though her Master could touch every inch of her skin, surround her with his touch.

His cock invaded as he thrust hard inside her. “We’re going to do this a lot. I’m installing a hard point at the office and when you’re a bad girl, I’ll put you in suspension and f*ck you over and over and over again. You won’t ever run from me again. You’ll just sit there while I work and when I’m ready to f*ck you again, I’ll step up and take my sub like I want. Any way I want.”