“You’re so perfect. You’re all I needed, too.” He took her face in his hands and kissed her softly. “You’re mine now, Faye. I hope you understand.”
She nodded, her vision turning wavy before she blinked. “I’m yours.”
He grinned. “You’re welcome to still call me ‘Master’.”
She slapped his arm and he hauled her across his lap, giving her a few light spanks before easing the plug out. He tossed it to the floor far below and pulled her into his arms. “You’ll have to watch your step because as you might have guessed, Master/slave is a game I’m quite fond of.”
“You’ll have to watchyourstep or you’ll end up with flippers for feet,” she teased back.
He flopped her over and began to spank her until she writhed. “I can still spank with flippers for feet. You might have better luck making my hands disappear.”
She laughed, trying to cover her ass. “Stop it, meanie!”
He leaned over and kissed her butt, his facial hair feeling rough on her tenderized skin. “I love you, Faye.”
She scrambled up and sat straddling her man, tossing her arms around his neck. “Do you know, I’ve had a crush on you since the first day you showed me my place? It’s why I always turned into a stuttering goofball every time you came around.”
He smiled. “You used to come and hear me play.”
She sat up taller. “You saw me?”
He nodded. “Why didn’t you ever talk to me?”
She shook her head. “You always had groupies hanging all over you.”
“You’re not going to be jealous, are you? Because you don’t need to be. I only mate with one woman.”
“So, did you… you haven’t done that to anyone else?”
He shook his head. “No, I haven’t marked any other woman. Faye, you bear my scent now, so every other wolf will know you’re mine. I will protect you with my life, honor you, care for you, cherish you… and spank you.” He waggled his eyebrows.
She leaned forward and kissed him. “So, now that you can show your feet in public, are you going to let me out of this room?”
“You bet.” He started for the edge of the bed and then stopped.
“Oh.” She laughed and concentrated on the bed lowering. It dropped at an alarming rate, and she shrieked, clutching Cade’s arm.
“Needs a little work,” he teased, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and picking up the butt plug from the floor. “I’m going to have a quick shower to clean these wounds. Care to join me?”
She eyed his magnificent muscular body, imagining soaping it. “Hell, yeah!” She streaked past him, smacking his muscular ass.
CHAPTER 19
JILLIAN
Dressed in her nightgown and kneeling like he had ordered, Jillian waited for Bertram in her room and wrung her hands nervously. The opening of the door startled her as he entered and shut the door behind him and scooped her into his arms.
“I was afraid today. I thought I had lost you.” He almost crushed her ribs in his tight hug, and she struggled to breathe.
She took a deep breath and snuggled into his arms when he finally relaxed his hold on her. “I’m sorry I scared you. I was so confused about everything, and I didn’t think. I just ran.”
He kissed her on the forehead. “Sweet girl, I am so sorry about all of that.”
“You should have given me the truth and let me make my own decision.” She scowled at him.
“You’re right. We both need to be open with each other. Sorry about that,” he said.
“Well, I know I overreacted. I should have come to you earlier.”
