Page 64 of Brutal Bond

He climbs from the car and looms over me with dark eyes. “If you want to come tonight, I expect you naked and bent over our bed by the time I get there.”

I don’t run inside, but I take a brisk pace, ensuring that I beat Eddie. I’ve played this game with him before, and while he makes up for it in the morning, he is not above letting me go to sleep left wanting.

Stripped bare, I have my feet firmly planted on the floor and my chest pressed to the mattress when Eddie walks through the door holding two paddles.

Walking behind me, he immediately rubs the smooth leather along my ass and thighs. A tingle runs down my spine as he warms my skin, my heart beginning to race as I remember what the paddle feels like when it strikes my skin.

When he pulls back, I know the sting I crave is coming. Until he denies me of that, too.

“I hope you’re ready, little rose, because I intend to take my time with you.”

I’m about to speak when the paddle thuds against my ass, causing me to whimper in delight.

“Is that what my little pain slut wants?” He rubs the paddle over my stinging skin as he slips three fingers inside me, “Or does she want to come?”

His fingers work me so fervently as his thumb rubs over my clit that I can’t bring myself to muster a single word. On the cusp of coming, he quickly withdraws them and provides my ass with several swats of the paddle.

“Look at you,” he croons. “Fucking dripping for me.” He licks his tongue up my inner thigh, groaning as he laps up the arousal spreading across my thighs. He keeps licking until he reaches my pussy. Kneeling behind me, his tongue swirls around my sensitive clit, licking and sucking as though he cannot get enough of me.

“Fuck you taste good.” His muffled words vibrate against my pussy, causing my thighs to tremble. “So fucking good I almost can’t stop.”

“Don’t…” I pant as I push back toward his retreating tongue.

“Almost ready for me.” He rubs his warm palm over my ass. His hand is quickly replaced with the paddle, the cool leather dusting over my warm skin. He strikes again, and the thud burns my ass. Another, and then he moves to the other cheek.

My ass on fire and my pussy aching with need, Eddie bends himself over my body. Using my hair for leverage, he turns my neck toward him and kisses my lips.

“Five more.” He holds a new paddle before me. The second I see it, I gulp, and my heart begins to race.

“I…I can’t,” I stammer, seeing the thin metal tines protruding from the wood. Shaking my head, I panic at the thought.

“You can take it.” His deep voice vibrates straight to my pussy. “You’ll take it like the perfect little pain slut you are, and you’ll fucking love each one.”

Climbing from the bed, he takes his place behind me. His hand rubs over my back and softly says, “Grip the sheets, breathe, and enjoy how fucking good it hurts.”

He gently swings the paddle, and it hits with a thousand bites. A broken, breathy scream rattles from my lungs as my toes curl.

It hurts so fucking good.

CHAPTER

FIFTY

EDDIE

Swinging back again, I gently come down on her other cheek. Leaving them both covered in pricks from the paddle. Tiny droplets of blood pooling from the tines.

She yelps when I land the third strike of the paddle. Her legs tremble as she awaits the fourth, but I can hardly pull my eyes from her quivering cunt. Or the arousal practically cascading down her thighs.

“You’re doing so fucking good for me.” I rub my hand over her hip. “Two more for me, little rose.”

Staring back at me, her lower lip quivers, and tears well in her eyes as she nods .

She cries through the final two swats of the paddle. They leave her ass a stunning shade of crimson, a thin smear of blood covering over the marks I’ve left on her.

“You look so fucking gorgeous for me.” I fist the shaft of my cock and align it to her entrance. “Taking my pain until you bleed.”

Pressing my cock inside of her, I slowly bury myself to the hilt. The blood on her ass and arousal coating her thighs smears across my body, I bend over her and kiss up her spine.

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