I try to leave the bed and don’t get very far.Rex tightens his arm around me and drapes his heavy leg over both of mine, mumbling something like, “No, don’t go.”
“What time is it?”It feels like dawn, but it could be any time.Midday or still the middle of the night.The hotel has excellent blackout curtains.
“Doesn’t matter,” Rex murmurs into my hair.“I don’t have to go anywhere until tonight.”
“I have to use the bathroom,” I say primly and wriggle until he lets me go with a growl.In the bathroom, I take inventory of the redness Rex imprinted on my skin.There’s some lingering soreness, a bite mark or two, but not as many marks as I’d like.
I tell Rex this when I return to the bed, and he opens his arms.“Let me fix it.”
We snuggle together for I don’t know how long.At some point, it turns to slow, languorous kissing.I wait for Rex to twist my hair into a leash and force me to go down on him, but his kisses remain sweet.Almost chaste, except we’re both naked.His hands roam up and down, stroking my back and bottom lightly but never venturing further.
“I could do this all day,” he murmurs against my mouth.
I’m squirming again, this time with arousal.“Hmmm, I want more.”
“Too bad.You have to lie here and take it.”He moves his big body over me, pinning my limbs with his muscled bulk.
I pout up at him.“Not fair.”
“Who’s in charge?”
“You are.”
“Say it again.”
“You are, my king.”
Turns out those are the magic words.His eyes darken, and his chest rumbles with a satisfied hum.
I end up with my hands bound wrist to elbow behind me with one of Rex’s silk ties.He sits me on his lap and props my legs over his.The position puts my breasts and sex on display.
He leans me back against him and slaps my inner thighs, spanking them red.My breasts get a few swats, and the pain feels like bliss.It’s a beautiful alchemy, how he hurts me so I feel good.I’m high from just that.
“Is this what you wanted?For me to treat you like my little pain slut?”He punctuates each word with a swat.
My breasts throb, and each pulse of pain takes me higher.“Yes.”
He slaps my pussy.I groan at the sensation and the wet sound it makes.I’m filthy, soaking wet.My abs tighten reflexively, but I can’t close my legs because they’re propped over his.“Yes, what?”His hand hovers over my sex in silent threat.
“Yes, sir.”
His hand wavers, and I flinch, then make myself relax and remain open for him.
“Good girl.”
The words warm me through.But then he adds, “Now beg me to spank your pussy until you come.”
“Oh, gods.”Hot liquid pools in my belly, threatening to spill over.I’m close, just from the thought of coming from this.“Please, sir, spank my pussy.I need it.”
“With pleasure.”
He lets his hand fall, lightly at first, a tease, but then with more force, until sparks fly from my clit and I know one more blow will send me over.
“Please,” I whisper, “Please, please, please?—”
“My gods.”His cock is rock hard under my ass.“I can’t deny you anything.Come for me, Inara.”
His hand falls, jarring me into a place of anticipation.The pain rushes in a second later, and my orgasm explodes.
