Page 51 of Bonded Chaos

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmured.

His hands gripped the fabric bunching at my hips before he pushed it down my body until it reached the floor. Ryker took a step back, his gaze burning a path down my flesh as he assessed me. I didn’t turn around. I stayed perfectly still, waiting to see what he would do next.

“Good girl,” he praised when he realized I would not resist him.

Ryker unbuckled his belt, and I stiffened.

“What are you doing?”

I had intended to sound demanding, but it came out breathy, wanton.

Ryker chuckled darkly. “There are consequences for your actions, Cadence, or did you already forget about your little stunt from this morning? You continue to defy me, and so I am forced to remind you of your place.”

Goosebumps erupted all over my body. His lastlessonhad been more enjoyable than I would ever admit, especially to him.

A whipping sound cut through the air and a moment later, pain flared on my ass cheek. I jolted forward, my breasts grazing against the roughened wall, bringing my nipples to a peak.

Fuck! Did he just spank me with his belt? More importantly, did I like it?

Before I could dwell on it, another slap hit my ass, and my body shot forward again. The contact sent waves of exquisite agony through me, and I had to bite my lip to prevent a moan from escaping.

I did like it. I liked it a lot.

Six more strikes followed in quick succession, and I was a panting mess by the time Ryker’s belt hit the floor. My ass felt as though it was on fire, but I couldn’t deny the slickness between my thighs.

Ryker’s warmth surrounded me as he pressed against my back once more. He must have removed his pants at some point, because I could feel the swell of his cock as it jutted against my ass.

I hissed as fiery pain exploded across both cheeks. Ryker’s breath came heavy, though I couldn’t tell if it was from exertion or excitement.

Probably both.

“I’m proud of you, Cadence,” he murmured. “You took your punishment so well.”

I scoffed as I rested my head against the wall.

“Are you ready to learn what else you can take?”

“I’m ready for you to go to hell, Ryker.”

He tsked. “And here I thought we were making progress.”

His teeth sank into my earlobe as he whispered, “Tell me, is my pussy soaking wet right now?”

“No,” I snapped and rubbed my thighs together as if doing so would erase the evidence of my arousal.

Ryker chuckled. “Let’s find out, shall we?”

A calloused finger danced across my folds before dipping inside me.

“You’re dripping, little liar,” he growled.

I bit my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, but when Ryker pushed another finger inside me, I couldn’t stop the moan that left my lips.

“Mmm,” he hummed. “You like that, don’t you? You like it when my fingers fuck you so hard that you’re moaning like a common whore.”

I couldn’t deny it. I did like it. I liked it very much.

Ryker pumped his fingers in and out of me roughly, and my walls tightened around him, trying to hold the digits in place. He withdrew his fingers abruptly, leaving me feeling empty and unfulfilled.

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