I bite my lip, enjoying the fleshy feel of it and wishing it was his. His kisses are the absolution I crave. Now that I’m finally alone with him, I don’t know what to expect, but I hope that it’s got something to do with him taking off my underwear and getting two thick fingers inside me.

Jakob pats his thigh. “It’s been a stressful day. Close your eyes and lay down, little fox. Let me help you relax.”

So, this is sweet Jakob. I think I like him just as much as devilish Jakob. He releases me and I sink facedown over his lap, pillowing my face in my hands as he rubs the muscles of my shoulders and back. He finds everywhere there’s tension. Moaning, I slowly unclench my body, and melt even further into him until my ass is in the air. Hoping that he knows I want him to touch me there.

He trails his fingers up my thigh and rubs them slowly against my pussy, over my underwear. I moan and arch into his hand, edging my knees open for him. I can ask nicely. Just not with words.

Getting the message loud and clear, he pushes the hem of my nightshirt up and then draws my underwear down, inch by inch, until they’re around my thighs.

“You’re so cute like this,” he murmurs, a smile in his voice. He traces my crumpled underwear across the backs of my legs, and then uses his fingers to spread me open. He makes an appreciative noise deep in his throat as he touches my slippery folds. “Do you need something, baby?”

I make a non-committal moan. Not yes. Not no. Just please.

“Give me your hands,” he whispers. “I want to hold them.”

I take them out from beneath my cheek and hold them behind me, and a warm hand closes around them. He shifts slightly, hooking one of his legs up and over mine, clasping my legs between his thighs. My cheek rests against the soft leather of the sofa and my eyes are closed, and I lose myself in the fluttery sensations of his fingers brushing lightly over my ass.

Then he spanks me.

Hard.

A sharp crack across my ass that leave a blazing trail in its wake.

My eyes fly open. “Ow! What are you doing?”

I struggle but his legs and fist tighten like manacles around my thighs and wrists. I can’t pull my hands from his grip and I can’t get up. He wasn’t holding me.

He was trapping me.

I’m trapped. Now he can do whatever he wants to me.

“Little fox, I’m teaching you a lesson.” His voice is seething with fury as he palms my bare ass. Three times in quick succession, he smacks the flat of his hand over my flesh, all in the same spot so the pain grows exponentially. “The sooner you let me get on with it, the sooner you can get what you really want.”

I shriek in protest, my body thrashing from side to side. “I didn’t mean that text message. I don’t want to be spanked.”

“This isn’t about what you want. This is about what you need.”

This is about what he wants, the sick bastard. “After all I’ve been through today, you—”

“You’re my bride. It’s my job to correct you.”

Jakob picks another spot on my ass and spanks it repeatedly. He’s without mercy. He’s actively cruel about making it hurt the most he possibly can before moving onto a fresh patch of skin. Soon I’m breaking out in a sweat and tears are spilling from my eyes.

He’s silent and methodical as he works, and somehow that’s worse than if he was mocking me.

Jakob pauses and I go limp across his lap, my shoulders shuddering. He rubs his fingers across my scalp.

“Have you learned your lesson? Are you going to stay away from dangerous people who will only get you hurt or in trouble?”

The only thing I’ve learned is that my so-called fiancé is a sadistic bastard. “The only dangerous person I need to stay away from is you.”

He grabs my ass and squeezes, making me yelp. “Sachelle, I nearly watched you die tonight because you won’t believe me when I tell you Paravel is a dangerous place. I need you to be a good, obedient girl who listens to your husband.”

“I’m not a doll who’s going to do whatever you say!”

“No, you’re not, but you will be by the time I’m finished with you.” He sighs then spanks me again, working my white-hot flesh over in hard, loud spanks. I wiggle back a little and sink my teeth into his thigh.

Jakob lifts me up and drops me down, back where I was. “If you accept your punishment, I’ll reward you with what you really want.” He strokes his thumb up my bare pussy and I feel how wet I am against his fingers. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying desperately not to enjoy it.

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