I am his.
Three words are all it takes to seal my fate. With the contract signed, the bad-boy billionaire Adrian King owns me now.
His alpha tendencies have me under a spell, and his control over my heart threatens to overtake me. Sparks ignite something more than pure lust ... But can there be love in a game ruled by desires?
When passion rules and boundaries are blurred, I have no choice but to delve deeper into the secrets that encompass him. It won't be without regrets.
Amazon
Three words are all it takes to seal my fate. With the contract signed, the bad-boy billionaire Adrian King owns me now.
His alpha tendencies have me under a spell, and his control over my heart threatens to overtake me. Sparks ignite something more than pure lust ... But can there be love in a game ruled by desires?
When passion rules and boundaries are blurred, I have no choice but to delve deeper into the secrets that encompass him. It won't be without regrets.
Amazon
Excerpt
He steals a kiss, which I gladly hand over. He kisses me hard, deep, as an owner would—as if to confirm our mutual trust and respect. He toys with my nipples, hardening them by tugging, making me moan. My tongue dips out to lick the roof of his mouth, desperate for more, but he pulls back again.
Then he pulls out two clamps from behind his back and attaches them to my hard nipples. I moan out loud, hissing as the pain intensifies.
“Don’t fight it, Elizabeth.” He tips up my chin. “These are my nipples, after all.” He smiles, and I can sense he takes great pleasure in controlling my pain. His eyes alone make me hunger for more.
With his hand, he traces my back as he walks to the other side where my ass is. He places the cold, hard paddle against my back, and I close my eyes as I prepare for the blow.
“Relax,” he says. “Don’t tense up.”
I do what he says, releasing my muscles in order to accept whatever it is that he wants to give to me.
When the blow comes, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt. The beads in my ass reverberate like an echo of the pain inside me. Pleasure and pain collide in a delicious explosion deep inside me. I can feel it everywhere.
Another hit, and I howl from arousal and debasement.
“Whose ass is this?” Adrian asks.
“This ass is yours, Sir,” I cry out as he hits me again.
He spanks me three more times before pulling the beads out in one go, causing me to moan out loud. He silences me by pressing a thumb into my pussy, circling it around while also applying pressure to my clit.
“See? You like it. You’re wet already,” he hums. “Tell me.”
“I do like it, Sir.” It’s the truth. I am fascinated, aroused, excited, fearful, anxious … all at the same time. Endorphins and emotions spread throughout my body, causing a euphoric feeling all around.
“That’s the spirit.” He spanks me with his bare hand, fondling me at the same time, causing a barrage of sensations. I’m at his mercy, and I love every second of it.
He rips down his zipper, and a few seconds after that, I feel the tip resting against my pussy.
“Oh god …” I mutter.
“You want it?” he growls.
“Fuck yes, Sir.”
He swipes his dick along my slit, coating it with my wetness. “Beg me then. Show me how much you want me to claim this pussy.”
“Please, fuck me, Sir!”
With no warning, he plunges in, making me gasp and the moan out loud as he starts to thrust like a wild beast. I’m on fire from all the sensations, feeling him raw and inhibited. Goosebumps scatter across my body as he fucks me—no, claims me as his.
Then he pulls out two clamps from behind his back and attaches them to my hard nipples. I moan out loud, hissing as the pain intensifies.
“Don’t fight it, Elizabeth.” He tips up my chin. “These are my nipples, after all.” He smiles, and I can sense he takes great pleasure in controlling my pain. His eyes alone make me hunger for more.
With his hand, he traces my back as he walks to the other side where my ass is. He places the cold, hard paddle against my back, and I close my eyes as I prepare for the blow.
“Relax,” he says. “Don’t tense up.”
I do what he says, releasing my muscles in order to accept whatever it is that he wants to give to me.
When the blow comes, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt. The beads in my ass reverberate like an echo of the pain inside me. Pleasure and pain collide in a delicious explosion deep inside me. I can feel it everywhere.
Another hit, and I howl from arousal and debasement.
“Whose ass is this?” Adrian asks.
“This ass is yours, Sir,” I cry out as he hits me again.
He spanks me three more times before pulling the beads out in one go, causing me to moan out loud. He silences me by pressing a thumb into my pussy, circling it around while also applying pressure to my clit.
“See? You like it. You’re wet already,” he hums. “Tell me.”
“I do like it, Sir.” It’s the truth. I am fascinated, aroused, excited, fearful, anxious … all at the same time. Endorphins and emotions spread throughout my body, causing a euphoric feeling all around.
“That’s the spirit.” He spanks me with his bare hand, fondling me at the same time, causing a barrage of sensations. I’m at his mercy, and I love every second of it.
He rips down his zipper, and a few seconds after that, I feel the tip resting against my pussy.
“Oh god …” I mutter.
“You want it?” he growls.
“Fuck yes, Sir.”
He swipes his dick along my slit, coating it with my wetness. “Beg me then. Show me how much you want me to claim this pussy.”
“Please, fuck me, Sir!”
With no warning, he plunges in, making me gasp and the moan out loud as he starts to thrust like a wild beast. I’m on fire from all the sensations, feeling him raw and inhibited. Goosebumps scatter across my body as he fucks me—no, claims me as his.
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