From Sanctum with Love (Masters and Mercenaries #10)(35)

“Not at all. I still like what I like.” Jared was watching as Kai finished loosening the corset.

“Arms up,” he commanded. He wasn’t about to take the time to pull the laces out. When she complied, he gently pulled the corset over her head. “Oh, now that’s pretty.”

She’d had the thing on so tight he could see where it had bitten into her skin, leaving lovely lines and indentions. He traced one with his finger. It started right below her shoulder blade and ran down the skin of her back to right above the curve of her ass. Now that she was without the corset, the swell of her cheeks were punctuated by the black leather boy shorts she wore. There wasn’t much there. The waistband dipped low on her hips and the legs weren’t legs at all. They were strips of fabric that revealed the under curve of what had to be the juiciest backside he’d ever seen.

He was about to spank it. In an academic fashion.

Yeah, that was likely going to go bad. “Now the rest of it, exhibitionist.”

He’d seen her wrapped in another Dom’s ropes before, her breasts thrust out and on display. He’d turned away because he hadn’t wanted to. He’d wanted to stand there and stare. It had been an act of discipline to walk away. Since that first time he’d seen her, he’d tried to avoid her during play. It wasn’t so odd. There were several siblings who played at Sanctum and they informed each other of what parts of the club they would be in that evening so as to avoid awkward situations.

This wasn’t awkward. This was heavenly.

She pushed the shorts off and over her hips, her ass coming into full view.

“I don’t think your tastes have changed either, brother,” Jared said with a smirk.

His dick needed to calm the f*ck down. Yeah, he understood why the siblings at Sanctum avoided each other at all costs. That shit was embarrassing. “Now you may greet me again. Jared, watch the way she holds herself. It’s obvious she’s done this a thousand times, likely practiced so she would show her Dom as much respect as possible.”

“Or I just like looking good.” Kori slid into her position with effortless ease.

“If you keep up the smart remarks, this could go from a training exercise to serious punishment,” he warned.

Her head dropped forward, but not before he’d seen the heat in her eyes.

What if she wanted it? What if she simply hadn’t met the Dom who could bring out this side of her yet and he was the one?

What if everything he wanted had been sitting not twenty feet away from him and he’d been too stupid to see her?

What would he do?

He wasn’t sure, but he was about to find out.

“Take your place so we can begin.” He held a hand out to help her.

Kori settled her hand in his and rose. She moved to the bench, settling her body down. Her ass was presented to him. She was ready to be tied down.

And he was ready to find out exactly how compatible they were.





CHAPTER FIVE





Kori settled herself on the spanking bench. Like all things in Sanctum, it was built for a sub’s comfort. Padded and with comfy resting spots for her arms and legs, the spanking bench was quite nice. Oh, she supposed not everything was made for the sub’s comfort since she’d been on the hamster wheel, and while the lights were twelve kinds of pretty, it still required her to freaking run to power it. When a sub didn’t work his or her hardest, the spankings got a little nasty. Little. It was a word she put with spanking often since she hadn’t had a real spanking in years.

So many years.

All that time had gone by and she hadn’t gotten what she needed. She hadn’t felt that horrible burn that sank into her bones and warmed every inch of her flesh.

Kai could give it to her. It was precisely why she’d stayed away from him until tonight.

So why did this feel so right? She didn’t even want to run away. Her very bones relaxed at the thought of Kai touching her again. When he’d run his fingers over her skin, it had taken all she had not to shiver and sigh. So good. It felt so good to be touched by him, and it wasn’t about being skin to skin. It was all about him.

When he’d gently told her he would respect her limits, she’d damn near lost it. Yes, she was acting like a brat but she couldn’t seem to help it. When he’d questioned what she could take, something had welled inside her and she found herself playing super brat—the girl who wanted to get her ass spanked. Hard.

If you keep up the smart remarks, this could go from a training exercise to serious punishment.

She was so tempted to push him. If she said or did the exact wrong things, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself. He would follow his instincts and then she would get what she wanted. They would both get what they wanted.

And she would have stolen something from Kai. His control. He needed it, craved it.

Kori took a deep breath and relaxed. The brattery had to stop. This was a training exercise and that was all it was. This wasn’t even for her benefit.

“Do you usually draw a crowd?” Jared’s voice drew her out of her thoughts.

They were at the back of the dungeon in a scene space known for how small it was. She turned her head to the side and sure enough, there was a crowd waiting in the background for the scene to start. She couldn’t blame them. If Kai wanted privacy, he would have used one of the closed rooms. He’d likely selected this space because it was an easy entry into normal club scenes. The shallow end of the pool, so to speak.