A question surfaces about what he’s hiding beneath them, but it drifts away as my gaze slides over the mirrored walls. From this position, I can see our reflections from every angle, and it feels more intimate than our encounters have ever been. One or both of us are usually in the dark, but in this room, we may as well be under a spotlight.
His mask is designed to hide his gaze within two black sockets, but it exposes the lines of his jaw and neck beneath white paint. I watch the way his throat works as he slides his palm beneath my sheer skirt, and for the first time, I see how deeply that simple touch affects him.
It’s visceral, witnessing his control falter, even for a second. That fleeting span of time is enough to reveal a hunger so raw that he aches with it.
It’s hard to wrap my head around, because it doesn’t feel new. It feels…ancient.
I’ve been thinking about kissing you for a long time.
His words from the night we met come roaring back, unleashing a flood of emotion as I study him. Is there a reason he feels so familiar to me, or am I making a connection that isn’t there?
As if he can sense my thoughts, he lifts his gaze to mine. Dragging a finger along the hemline of my leotard, he snaps it against my skin.
A shiver rolls down my spine as warmth melts through my insides, distracting me from that haunting question in my mind.
“You like that?” He grips a handful of my ass cheek, squeezing it roughly.
I bite my lip and nod, anticipation thrumming through my veins as I imagine how rough he might get with me tonight.
“Good.” Darkness threads through his voice. “Let’s see how you like thinking of me every time you sit down.”
With one fluid motion, he unsnaps my leotard, peeling the fabric up along with my skirt until I’m entirely exposed to him. I draw in a breath as I wait to see what he’ll do, and I don’t even have time to exhale before his hand reverberates off my ass…hard.
I yelp, my legs nearly buckling from the shock of it.
“You’d better learn to hold on,Praeda. That was just the appetizer.”
I straighten my legs, locking my muscles as I brace for the next impact. He gives me another hard smack on the other cheek, and an embarrassing sound of pleasure catches in my throat.
It isn’t just the spankings. It’s watching him loom behind me like nightmare-fuel.
His body is a weapon—an actual killing machine. I saw it myself the night he protected me.
His dominance has never been in question. He’s so much larger than me, he could toss me around until I broke if he felt like it.
As he continues to rain down blows on both sides of my ass, I watch him in utter fascination. My eyes map the visible lines of his jaw, the tendons in his neck, and his Adam’s apple as his throat works. There’s something so hot about seeing the predator in him surface, and tonight, I’ll see him at his most primal.
He beats my ass until it’s red hot, then smooths his palms over the sensitive skin, lifting his gaze to my reflection in the mirror. For a long moment, we linger there as he soothes the sting with his hands, cataloguing every physiological response to his touch. I’m aching for him already, and I can’t hide it.
He guides his palm down between my thighs, slipping through my arousal, and my eyes fall shut.
“Look at my sweet little prey,” he murmurs. “Practically begging to be used.”
My back bows in offering, and a sound of approval rumbles through his chest.
“You want to come, baby?”
I nod, a rough exhalation spilling from my lips.
“You have to earn it.”
I’m not certain how I’m supposed to do that, but he has my attention when he removes something from his pocket. It looks like a small drawstring bag, but it’s hard to tell because his hands obscure what he’s doing.
He opens what sounds like a bottle, squeezing out some liquid before he returns the bag to his pocket. A wet sound fillsthe air as he glides his fingers over the object, then presses it against my ass.
Goosebumps erupt on my body as I realize it’s an anal plug.
His free palm settles over the base of my spine as he slowly starts to work the plug against me. He massages the muscles in my back as he opens me up, and the combination sends me into a spiral of pleasure.
