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.He wanted her.Abby smiled.Her tongue slid across her bottom lip as she inhaled the last of his lingering essence.The man had teased and taunted her the entire day with what the night might hold.Surely he couldn’t know her need was so great that she’d say or do anything right now to feel his staff buried deep within her aching core.Kir moved behind her and another shiver of delight skittered along her spine.Like a cat she stretched, dipping her back and lifting her ass for Kir’s hot gaze.The need to climax burned throughout her body.Damn if she didn’t feel like purring, rubbing her heated flesh back and forth across his, curling her body around him.Something cold and wet nudged her anus and a sliver of fear sliced through her.No man had ever entered her there and what was even more frightening, by the temperature and the rock-hard touch, it wasn’t Kir’s penis.Before she could move or pull away, the object slid home, forcing a tight, high-pitched scream from her mouth.She lunged forward, scrambling on her hands and knees.Strong, powerful hands grasped her waist and held her in place.“Be still, Abby.You have brought this punishment upon yourself.”Her breaths were coming in fast little pants.A knot stuck in her throat as she fought the alien sensation of the thing shifting, thickening and elongating inside her.“You fucking—”Kir muzzled her mouth with his hand, pressing his body close so that she couldn’t move.“Relax.Allow the plug to conform.”I’ll show you relax.Abby bit down hard on one of his fingers and tasted salt and blood on her tongue as he ripped his hand away.The menacing growl that followed Kir’s yip made her skin crawl.She was in trouble now.The tent blurred as he jerked her to her feet, spinning her around to face him.He drew her into his steely embrace.The shift in movement caused Abby to gasp as the butt-plug surged deeper.Oh god.The thing in her ass was actually making her hornier!Kir’s eyes darkened.His grip tightened as his tone dropped dangerously low.“It ends here, Abby.From this point on you will not fight me.You will accept your punishments.You will subjugate to my authority.You will learn to live amongst my people as one of them.” He paused and his voice turned deep and throaty.“You will be my packmate.”The finality in his voice pounded through Abby’s head.He left no doubt that he had the power, the right to give commands, to enforce her obedience and to take her freedom.No matter how she had come to care for this man, she was truly a prisoner, lost to her own world.The back of her eyes stung, but damned if she was going to cry.Her ribs ached from lying across Kir’s lap during the journey.Her body throbbed with unfulfilled desire.And her heart broke for what she wanted, but couldn’t have—his love, given and shared on an equal basis.Kir was everything she had dreamed of, but not here in this strange place, not like this.Not as his possession.He pinched her chin between his thumb and forefinger.“Do you understand me?”Abby considered everything from shouting back at him, to hurting him as much as she could, to falling on the floor in a limp heap.Let him have his damned submissive.See how much he liked commanding a rag doll.God, she hurt inside.As his expression tightened, waiting for her answer, she came to a difficult decision.One more time she’d play this game, and by God, she’d enjoy it all she could.Before he got really angry she gave an answer in the form of a single nod.The pressure of his fingers increased, biting into her cheeks.“Answer me aloud, Abby.”How she wanted to tear her face from his touch and turn away from his intense gaze.Instead she murmured, “Yes, M’Lord.”“Good.Now stand in the middle of the tent.”Without being asked a second time she moved to the location he indicated.Your way.For now.She felt totally weird walking with the plug in her ass.From the thick, sturdy pole firmly holding up the tent ceiling dropped two chains with handcuffs connected to each end.Abby’s heart slammed against her chest—whether from fear or excitement she wasn’t sure.He was going to restrain her again.Before he could issue the command she slipped her hands into the iron rings.An act she knew Kir would read as her surrender.The sound of steel striking steel sent chills racing across her skin.The cuffs were snug but not too tight.Her gaze followed Kir as he strolled across the tent.He reached into a small bag lying on the bed made of furs.He withdrew his hand, fist closed, hiding something from her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.He wanted her.Abby smiled.Her tongue slid across her bottom lip as she inhaled the last of his lingering essence.The man had teased and taunted her the entire day with what the night might hold.Surely he couldn’t know her need was so great that she’d say or do anything right now to feel his staff buried deep within her aching core.Kir moved behind her and another shiver of delight skittered along her spine.Like a cat she stretched, dipping her back and lifting her ass for Kir’s hot gaze.The need to climax burned throughout her body.Damn if she didn’t feel like purring, rubbing her heated flesh back and forth across his, curling her body around him.Something cold and wet nudged her anus and a sliver of fear sliced through her.No man had ever entered her there and what was even more frightening, by the temperature and the rock-hard touch, it wasn’t Kir’s penis.Before she could move or pull away, the object slid home, forcing a tight, high-pitched scream from her mouth.She lunged forward, scrambling on her hands and knees.Strong, powerful hands grasped her waist and held her in place.“Be still, Abby.You have brought this punishment upon yourself.”Her breaths were coming in fast little pants.A knot stuck in her throat as she fought the alien sensation of the thing shifting, thickening and elongating inside her.“You fucking—”Kir muzzled her mouth with his hand, pressing his body close so that she couldn’t move.“Relax.Allow the plug to conform.”I’ll show you relax.Abby bit down hard on one of his fingers and tasted salt and blood on her tongue as he ripped his hand away.The menacing growl that followed Kir’s yip made her skin crawl.She was in trouble now.The tent blurred as he jerked her to her feet, spinning her around to face him.He drew her into his steely embrace.The shift in movement caused Abby to gasp as the butt-plug surged deeper.Oh god.The thing in her ass was actually making her hornier!Kir’s eyes darkened.His grip tightened as his tone dropped dangerously low.“It ends here, Abby.From this point on you will not fight me.You will accept your punishments.You will subjugate to my authority.You will learn to live amongst my people as one of them.” He paused and his voice turned deep and throaty.“You will be my packmate.”The finality in his voice pounded through Abby’s head.He left no doubt that he had the power, the right to give commands, to enforce her obedience and to take her freedom.No matter how she had come to care for this man, she was truly a prisoner, lost to her own world.The back of her eyes stung, but damned if she was going to cry.Her ribs ached from lying across Kir’s lap during the journey.Her body throbbed with unfulfilled desire.And her heart broke for what she wanted, but couldn’t have—his love, given and shared on an equal basis.Kir was everything she had dreamed of, but not here in this strange place, not like this.Not as his possession.He pinched her chin between his thumb and forefinger.“Do you understand me?”Abby considered everything from shouting back at him, to hurting him as much as she could, to falling on the floor in a limp heap.Let him have his damned submissive.See how much he liked commanding a rag doll.God, she hurt inside.As his expression tightened, waiting for her answer, she came to a difficult decision.One more time she’d play this game, and by God, she’d enjoy it all she could.Before he got really angry she gave an answer in the form of a single nod.The pressure of his fingers increased, biting into her cheeks.“Answer me aloud, Abby.”How she wanted to tear her face from his touch and turn away from his intense gaze.Instead she murmured, “Yes, M’Lord.”“Good.Now stand in the middle of the tent.”Without being asked a second time she moved to the location he indicated.Your way.For now.She felt totally weird walking with the plug in her ass.From the thick, sturdy pole firmly holding up the tent ceiling dropped two chains with handcuffs connected to each end.Abby’s heart slammed against her chest—whether from fear or excitement she wasn’t sure.He was going to restrain her again.Before he could issue the command she slipped her hands into the iron rings.An act she knew Kir would read as her surrender.The sound of steel striking steel sent chills racing across her skin.The cuffs were snug but not too tight.Her gaze followed Kir as he strolled across the tent.He reached into a small bag lying on the bed made of furs.He withdrew his hand, fist closed, hiding something from her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]