Maybe —just maybe —knowing thathebelieves in me can be enough.
20
ADAIR
Jack’s uncharacteristically heartfelt manner catches me off guard. It’s not lost on me that the most intimate, emotional moments between us have been here in this dungeon, his vulnerability unfolding against a backdrop of debauchery and desire.
He holds dark eyes on mine for a moment more before glancing away and scanning the room. I’m entirely at a loss for a response, so when a dumb-bunny reply whispers itself in my ear, I run with it. “Did you know your sister falls asleep listening to true-crime podcasts about serial killers?”
“What?” I can’t tell if he’s shocked or just confused.
“That’s what she and Gina bonded over, apparently. You said Sarah isn’t really a people person, either, but the two of them clicked.” I know it’s a gamble when I see Jack frown, but I plow ahead anyway. “I’m not saying you have to be outgoing toeverybody, but maybe don’t shut yourself off to the possibility of connecting with somebody, either.”
“My sister is into serial killer podcasts?”
I huff out a sigh and give Jack the most obnoxious eyeroll I can muster. “Talk about missing the point.” To my relief, Jackcracks what looks like a genuine smile at my teasing. I see the tension in his shoulders and around his eyes melt away.
“Alright, then — let’s do what we came here to do.” Jack looks down at me with a lascivious smirk. “Whaddaya say, my horny little brat?” I make a little noise of surprise when the vibration on my butt plug suddenly shifts to a rhythm of pulsing intervals.
Jack leans over me and traces my lips with a finger. A playful wickedness dances in his eyes as he uses his thumb to pull down my lower lip. I think he’s going to kiss me; instead, he dips in and catches my lip in his teeth and tugs on it until the pain sends a rush of blood to my cock.
He releases me, only to grab me by the chin and tip my face up with a one-word command. “Open.” There’s a cruel edge to the gleam in his eyes as he spits in my mouth.
“I know what I want.” His voice is a deep rumble. “Is there anything youdon’twant?” I’m distracted as his rough fingers drift down my chest to find my nipples. He pinches and twists them roughly until I make a pathetic, needy sound. Still on my knees, I lean into him, burying my face in his chest hair so I can inhale his scent for just a moment before I pull back to look at him again.
“No piss,” I tell him. “I want that to be just for us.”
Jack chuckles as he unbuttons his shirt and takes it off, draping it over the back of the chair. “Never knew you had a romantic streak in you, Bunny.” He rubs his beard and studies me for a moment with narrowed eyes before he stands. I feel a sharp tug on my collar. “Come.”
When we reach that big chain net, Jack drops the leash. He hauls me upright by my collar and spins me around, pushing me into it. It’s almost a relief to feel my abused nipples brush against the cold metal. Almost. Jack laughs when I wince.
He clips the cuffs on my wrists to two anchor points above my head on either side of me. After taking a step back, hepalms my ass cheek. His big hand gives it an almost-affectionate squeeze before he hauls off and slaps it hard, the sound rising above the other noise in the room. A strike with the paddle right on top of it makes me wail. He alternates his hand and the paddle on my ass until I’m pulling in long, ragged breaths between sobs, choking out each strike Jack orders me to count. I let out a yelp of surprise mingled with pain when he swings that paddle lower, lighting up my upper thighs.
He criss-crosses the backs of my thighs with stripes of fire until I lose track of time. As the buildup of pain and pleasure start to overload my senses, I can’t tell if I’m moaning in agony or in ecstasy. When the hail of blows stops for a moment, I pant for breath, not sure if I should thank Jack for stopping or plead for more.
Jack kicks my legs further apart with a rumble of laughter that drops a jagged bolt of fear down my spine. A half-second later, the sensitive flesh of my inner thighs explodes in pain. My body shakes as I fight my urge to slam them together. He alternates back and forth to create a volley of fire between my legs. Tipping my head back, I let out a long, keening howl.
Suddenly, Jack is right behind me, his heat and weight pressing against my back. His chest hair is wet with sweat, which gives me a moment of abashed surprise. I get so lost in my own head, I can almost forget how much Jack pours of himself into our scenes.
“Fuck,” his deep voice murmurs in my ear. He stays pressed against me for a moment, breathing hard, before nipping at my earlobe. “I want to break you, Bunny.”
I’m already trembling, but his words send a shudder through me. I know what he wants. I caught a glimpse of the single-tail whip in the bag when he pulled out the collar.
It’s like my mouth doesn’t give my mind a chance to intervene. “Do it,” I murmur, my voice raspy. “Use that whip on me.”
Jack hums as he nuzzles the damp hair behind my ear. “Good boy.” He wraps a hairy arm around my midsection long enough to grab my hard cock and confirm what he probably already knew. His sound of amusement echoes in my head even after he lets me go, leaving me shivering with endorphins and anticipation.
21
JACK
I’ve never told Bunny — and I’m not sure I ever will — how often I’ve fantasized about whipping him in front of an audience.
Seeing his delicate skin striped red with welts and mottled dark with bruises while his big blue eyes spill tears is fucking hot to begin with. Showing off the sweetness of his submission and his bottomless craving for pain in front of a room of rabidly turned-on men has my cock straining against the zipper of my pants.
To top it off, knowing that Bunny is all mine —andthat the rest of these unhinged motherfuckers all know it, too —makes me feel as close to a god as I ever have.
His shoulders stiffen when I get close enough for him to hear my footsteps. “Miss me?” I say, loud enough for the benefit of our horny audience. I cast a quick glance around me before I step into the circle of light illuminating where he’s chained up. The men watching are all rapt as I step behind Bunny and drop the coil of leather. It hits the floor with a soft thud that makes me realizejusthow quiet this room has gotten.
