Book 2: Yours

Eleni

My breath catches as Dante looks me over like he’s deciding how to ruin me first. I’ve pushed him to the brink, to the wild place I know scares him sometimes. But tonight, I need that. He has to remind me who he is.

The calm before the storm ends abruptly, with Dante grabbing the top of my romper and yanking. The thin straps can’t hold up against his strength. They snap, and my breasts bounce free as the strapless bra I had to wear slides down with the rest of the fabric.

I gasp. “I liked that.”

“I’ll buy you more.” He keeps pulling, dragging the ruined garment down my body. In seconds, I’m naked. “That’s my right, because you’re mine.”

I swallow. “I’m—”

He slaps one of my breasts with a spark of pain. “You’ll stop talking if you know what’s good for you, pet.”

“And if I don’t?” My voice shakes a little. I tremble with want.

He cups my pussy harshly, dragging his fingers through my wetness and coaxing the embers