Beg for It (Pact of Seduction 2)

He gave a short nod. “Now I want to make sure you're well aware of what will happen and what I expect of you.” His gaze searched hers, seemingly look

ing right through her. “And I need to be sure that I'm the correct Dom for you."

"I don't want anyone else,” she blurted out before she could stop herself.

His eyebrows rose. “I don't mind your answer, Bella.” A small grin turned up the corners of his mouth. “But do tell—have you put more thought into this than you're letting on?"

Her cheeks had never burned so hot, but she wouldn't be that woman who'd stumble around a man. She stuffed her nervousness away, clasped her hands, and demanded her voice to be strong. “Maybe once or twice."

She'd been aware of the mutual attraction between them, so two could play his game. “Are you trying to deny you haven't thought about it too?"

He winked. “Maybe once or twice."

A flutter whipped around inside her, her palms grew clammy, and she squeezed her fingers. Why did he make her act so...knocked off her axis?

"One thing that needs to be discussed is my expectations.” He glanced at her hands for a moment as if he took in her reaction before he looked back into her eyes. “From what I know of you as you are now, you'd struggle to meet them. And I want to make that clear so you know what you're getting yourself into."

"What's that supposed to mean?” she snapped. “Why would I struggle to meet your demands?"

He gave his head a slow shake. “I'm not saying it to insult you, but to give you a stern warning. I don't play lightly."

"Well, I...” Her entire face burned hot as if she had a high-grade fever. Marley had told her all about Kole. How he enjoyed pain play. How strict he was in how a submissive behaved. And all it'd done was increase the throb between her thighs. Solidified the fantasy. “I think I might like that."

He gave a delicious smile. “I have no doubt you would."

And then his lips were back on hers as he swept her away in another leg-wobbling kiss before those plush lips tore away from hers.

"You'll arrive at the castle next Friday at seven o'clock. I'll have a room reserved.” He dropped his head, his eyes in the direct line of hers. “When you arrive, remove your clothes, kneel in the center of the room, and wait for me. Clear?"

Heat spread across her body at the images playing in her head. Nude? Kneeling? Oh God! She quivered in anticipation.

At his expectant expression, she nodded instead of offering him a breathy response.

"Good.” He took her mouth again playfully, nibbled on the corners of her lips, and flicked her lips with his tongue. And when he had her body ramped up to a fever pitch, he backed away to trail his thumb over her lips. “Can you be honest and open with me?"

Drool, honest-to-God drool, formed in her mouth. Everyday Kole was sexy. Dom Kole was to die for. The sheer power that exuded from him, intensity in his features, it all captivated her. He'd asked her to be honest with him—how hard could that be? “I can do that."

He nodded in approval, skimmed her mouth again with his thumb, while his gaze stayed focused there. The smile he gave, the possessiveness held in the depths of his eyes, liquefied her insides.

Something sparked through his touch, only increasing with his kiss, and even more so by the way he looked at her now. One of those duh moments. Had what she wanted—desired—been standing right in front of her this entire time?

In less than a week, she'd have the answer.

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Chapter Three

The candlelight in the dungeon cast a lovely glow over Bella's naked body. Kole stood over her and loved the defiance in her eyes that appeared when he ordered her to look at the floor. Her frisky attitude aroused him as she presented a challenge.

Could he get her to yield?

Warmth pooled into his gut as she responded to his request, even though she fought against his command. He'd noticed submissive mannerisms in her before through their casual time together, but last week his touch awakened her. Beautifully submissive. His kiss had made her melt. Responsive.

To her tonight might be about indulging in BDSM to dive deeper into her desires. For him, a juicy piece of steak had been laid out in front of him, and like a lion, he planned to devour it. “Eyes to me, Bella."

Those lovely ocean-blue eyes twinkled in wonderment at him. Damn her, she'd mesmerized him, and his hard cock pressed against the zipper of his pants. He'd removed his shirt the moment he entered the room, leaving his black slacks on, and it was a good thing since the sight of her warmed him from head to toe. “Tonight, your safe word is ‘thorn.’ Use this if you need the scene to stop. Let me hear it."

"Thorn,” she replied, and her nose scrunched up.