Chapter 82

Meadow’s POV

“Fuck…” My moan slipped out, light as a feather. “Yes, daddy.”

The toy slid deeper inside of me, and I gasped, my hips arching helplessly off the bed. Alaric moved it with a control that made me go dizzy with lust. He kept me pinned, his hand still on my hips like he didn’t want me to shy away from this.

The stretch burned only slightly, and I could only imagine what his thick cock would feel like inside me.

This wasn’t a test.

This was fucking torture. And something told me that this was only the beginning.

“Argh—” My cry broke off as the toy stilled deep inside of me, leaving me to clench my walls around it, aching for more. I was helpless, spread wide open and cuffed, unable to do anything but feel.

“Why did you stop?” I breathed. I didn’t know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t a sharp slap to my pussy. Right on my clit.

I cried out as pain mixed with pleasure, shooting through me so intens