Page 23 of Clawed
Wait...had she saidwelcome?
Surely, a woman who’d woken up in Lawes’ hands shouldn’t welcome anything from the fiend, yet as he angled the head and her eyes fluttered closed, there was no denying her response.She might hate that he was the one able to provoke the reaction in her, but she did want it—her utter helplessness and the bite of the clamps at her nipples.Everything he’d prepared for her was perfect.
“I know that’s good.”Awe resounded in his voice, and she opened her eyes to find his knowing green gaze.“But I also know you need more than only pleasure, little girl.”
Holding her gaze, he stilled the vibrating plastic in one hand and reached for the metal chain connected to her nipples.She didn’t have time to process the logical conclusion as he grasped the metal links and jerked them in his direction.The sudden shot of pain was her first sign that he’d really just pulled at her clamped tissue.
“Uck!”
“Tut, tut, Hannah.I don’t like that language from my little girl.”
Staring at the chain still captured between his enormous thumb and fingers, she tensed.Was he going to tug at the damn thing again, and if so, when?Even the persistent whir of the plastic seemed less alluring as the pain ricocheted around her breasts.
“Look at me.”The order he’d given before echoed around her, insisting she abandon her surveillance and yield to his request.“You want the pleasure, don’t you?”
“Es.”
Her head fell back against the headrest as she accepted her fate, and fleetingly, she realized the pounding in her brain appeared to have halted.She’d have the gratification if he decided so, just as she’d bear the burn of the clamps.Hannah, it seemed, had little say in either the pleasure or the pain.
He leaned closer, shifting the edge of the vibrator against her throbbing clit.
“Yes, what?”
She pushed out the required response as best as the gag allowed, no longer caring how mortifying her muted speech was.The intensity in his eyes, conceited though it was, was suddenly fueling her.If he wanted a performance, then she’d bloody give him one.She’d suck up at the pain as best she could and revel in the decadence of the climax she hoped was near.
Whatever came next, she deserved that much.
“I told you not to forget.”He tugged roughly at the chain, urging her body forward to accommodate the hurt, but that time, she anticipated the deed and never broke eye contact with her captor.
“Very good.”He slid the pulsing plastic back into place, no doubt rewarding her apparent stoicism.
She remembered he liked that kind of thing, liked to think his captives were enduring not just to ‘get through’ but to make him proud.Except that time, as far as she knew, there were no other detainees.All the dentist’s dark intentions were directed solely at her.
“I’m going to make you so fucking wet, little girl.”
She believed him.
Already, Hannah sensed a deluge of arousal flooding from the vibrator.She’d been primed before its introduction, but its insistent buzzing ensured there was no choice but to yield to her blossoming passion.
Lawes was going to push her right over the precipice.Worse still, and the reason why even without the vibrator her clitoris begged for attention was the damn obvious—there wasn’t a thing she could do to stop him.
