Lucien (The Marchesi Family 1)

“Please.” Was I really begging for him to use his belt on me? Apparently so, but he was right. I needed to forget the horror of this night. I needed him to force me to surrender. I longed for him to establish his dominance over me, to make me remember how much I liked being his.

When Lucien cracked the belt against my ass, I couldn’t have held back my cry even if we weren’t in private. The second blow stung so badly tears came to my eyes. I’d known it would hurt worse than his hand, but I hadn’t known it would be this bad. He kept going, bringing the belt down again and again. My ass burned, and the pain threatened to overwhelm me.

“Breathe,” Lucien commanded. He ran a hand over my ass. It felt cool compared to my heated flesh, but then he squeezed, and pain shot through me, making me cry out.

“Take this for me,” he demanded. His rough tone made me shiver, but it also made me want to do exactly as he said. I arched my back and lifted my ass toward his hand.

He groaned. “You’re so fucking beautiful like this.”

I was so far under his spell I heard the slap of the belt before I registered the pain of his next strike. I didn’t have time to catch my breath before he brought it down again. He kept going, alternating sides. Sometimes the blows were light, sometimes much harsher, sometimes so hard they took my breath and forced tears from my eyes. I took it, all of it, because he needed to give it to me, and I needed to serve him. I’d known I wanted a man who would protect me and take charge, but I’d had no idea how much I longed to give all of myself to someone.

Lucien cracked the belt against my ass so hard I screamed. He paused then and squeezed my aching ass as he laid a hand against the base of my neck. I felt distant from myself, almost like I was floating. The pain was there, but it was almost like I was somehow shielded from the reality of it. All I could think about was how much I needed Lucien and how thankful I was that he hadn’t sent me away. He’d kept me there, and he was giving me what we both needed.

“Never run from me again. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes, sir. I’m yours. All yours. Use me. Come in me and on me. I want it all. Want to me marked as yours.” Tears streamed down my face.

Lucien growled as he slid a hand into my hair, using it to pull my head up. I gripped his thighs so I could support myself. His gaze burned into mine. “Are you serious?” My mind was so fogged with need that I couldn’t process his question.

“Are you serious about wanting my cum in you?”

I whined. “Please.”

He growled low in his throat. “I want that so fucking much, but I need to be certain you truly want me bare inside you.”

Did I? Fuck yes, I did. I’d already risked so much. I sat back on my heels and held his gaze. “Yes, I want it.”

“Then you’ll get what you want. I’ve always been careful. You’re in no danger from me.”

I started to laugh. I was in so much danger from him in so many ways.

“Peter? Do I need to spank you more?”

“No, sir. Sorry. I can’t think. I just…”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes. I want to feel it running down my legs. I want to feel the heat inside me. I want you all over me.”

“On your feet,” he ordered. I tried to stand, but my legs wobbled.

He scooped me into his arms bridal style and tossed me onto the mattress on my back.

“Don’t fucking move.”

It didn’t matter how soft the bedding was, it felt rough against my sore ass, but I still obeyed him. I bent my knees and spread them wide, expecting Lucien to join me on the bed, but he stood watching me.

“Get the lube and prep yourself.”

I obeyed without thinking. Once I found the lube in my nightstand drawer, I slicked up my fingers, but as I contemplated what I was supposed to do, shyness overcame me. Could I really open myself up while he watched?

“Peter, I gave you an order. I expect you to follow it.”

Once again, his dark voice made me want to obey. Heat rushed to my face as I reached down to tease my hole. I ignored my embarrassment. Lucien wanted this, and I was going to do it. I pushed a finger into my ass, and Lucien stared at me, eyes large and dark. The fact that he was so enthralled he seemed to have forgotten that he was undressing encouraged me to keep going.