by Harley Wylde
“Dragon, please. It hurts.”
“It’s supposed to.” I brought my hand down twice more on her ass cheeks. “Spread those thighs more.”
She struggled but managed to part them farther.
The final swat went on her pussy, and she yelped as she tried to scramble off my lap. I held firm, not letting her go. She struggled, but the second I parted the lips of her pussy and brushed my fingers over her clit, she went completely still.
I swiped it again. “This feels awfully hard, Lil. I think you enjoyed getting your ass paddled. Maybe even liked the spanking on your pussy too.”
I could hear her breathing hard, and could almost feel the embarrassment burning through her. And that just wouldn’t do. What we did in our home was just between us. There was no reason for her to feel ashamed if she liked what I did to her.
I helped her stand up, then removed the rest of her clothes. “Middle of the bed. Hands and knees.”
She crawled onto the bed and did as I’d demanded. I went to the closet and pulled down a different bag. It looked similar to the kit I used when I let the darkness take over, but this one had a different set of tools inside. Ones I’d purchased specifically with Lilian in mind.
I dropped it onto the bed and pulled out a length of rope. I’d made sure to get the softest kind I could, but strong enough to hold her. She stared at me, and I could see her pulse pounding. I knew what she’d been through in Colombia. What Outlaw, Wire, and the others had found on the women rescued from that bastard had been shared among the clubs, so we’d know what we were dealing with. Which meant I knew damn well they’d tied her up so she couldn’t fight back.
“I need you to trust me, Lil, and right now I don’t think you do.” She eyed the rope as I pulled it through my hand. “I’m tying you up, babe. Then I’m going to fuck you.”
Her gaze lifted to mine. I saw her fear, but I also saw that she needed this. Giving herself to me had been a huge step for her, and I admired her courage, but it was time to break down more of those walls, wash away some of those memories. I wanted her to heal completely, even if it meant facing her fears head on.
“Hands by the headboard.”
She put them over her head, stretching so that her breasts pressed to the mattress. I wrapped the rope around her wrists, making sure it was snug enough she couldn’t break free, then I slipped it down past the mattress and tied it to the bedframe. A headboard with spindles or something would have been easier, but she might have broken it. If we were going to play like this again, I’d have to come up with something.
Lil pulled at the rope, but couldn’t get free. I could see her starting to panic and knew I needed to ground her. I smacked her ass hard enough my hand stung. She sucked in a breath and froze, her body locked tight.
“You’re safe, Lilian. I’ve got you.” I leaned down until her gaze fastened on mine. “Babe, it’s just you and me here. Did you freak like this when you were kidnapped?”
She shook her head. “But I was tied to a chair. It was different.”
“Because beds are for fucking?” I asked.
She nodded.
“When those assholes in Colombia tied you up, did they always fuck you on a bed?”
She stared at me. Hard.
“Yeah, babe. I know everything that happened there.” A tear slipped down her cheek, and I wiped it away, pressing my lips to hers. “Love you, Lil. You’re mine. No one else’s. Just you and me here. You’re my strong, brave, fierce woman.”
She gave me a quick nod and I knew she’d be fine.
“I promised to always give you what you need, Lil. Even if you don’t want to acknowledge it, you need this. I’m going to restrain your legs, babe. Spread you open. You’re at my mercy.” I leaned in closer, my lips brushing her ear. “I can fuck you. Spank you. Do anything I want.”
“Dane.” Her voice was so soft I nearly didn’t hear her.
“Trust me, Lil. You get too scared, you tell me. If this is too soon, we’ll stop and try again some other time.” I smoothed her hair back from her face. “That what you want? You want to wait?”
She hesitated a moment, looked at the ropes holding her to the bed, then shook her head. I pressed a kiss to her temple, then moved behind her. Reaching into my bag, I pulled out a spreader bar. I buckled the leather cuffs around her ankles, leaving her no choice but to remain open and vulnerable. If anyone who knew her history saw me right now, they’d call me a monster, an asshole, a heartless dick. But I wasn’t. I had a darker side, and those desires did appear in the bedroom at times, but if she could handle the demon inside that I let loose on men like Warren Bruce, then I knew she could handle me in the bedroom too. I just needed her to see that.
“So fucking beautiful, babe. Love seeing you like this.” I ran my hand over her ass cheek, then gave it another swat. I slipped my hand between her thighs and brushed my fingers over her pussy. Despite her uncertainty, she was still wet. I stroked her clit, hoping to put her at ease and make her beg for release.
She whimpered and wiggled, but her mind was no longer on the restraints holding her down. I reached into the bag and pulled out a small vibrator. It was only an inch around and five inches long, nowhere near the size of my cock, but I didn’t plan on putting it in her pussy. I turned it on low, then used it to tease her clit. It didn’t take much to make her come that first time. Her release rolled down her inner thighs, and I turned the toy up another notch, making her come twice more.
I grabbed some lube and slicked the toy, then spread her ass cheeks and squeezed more onto her tight hole. She shrieked and tensed, making me spank her ass again. Three hard slaps had her gasping and holding still.
Slowly, I worked the vibrator into her ass until I was fucking her with it. Lil moaned and arched, sticking her ass up farther. Knew my baby would like this, although I’d expected it to take a few times before she warmed up.
While I worked her ass with the toy, I rubbed and pinched her clit, rolling it between my fingers until she was screaming out her release. She soaked her thighs and the bed she came so fucking hard, and I made sure she kept coming. When I couldn’t take my own torture anymore, I lined my cock up with her pussy and thrust hard and deep, making her take every inch.
“Oh, God! Dane!”
“That’s it, baby.”
I pushed the toy all the way into her ass and held it there as I rode her hard, my cock slamming into her. The loud keening sound that slipped past her lips was all the warning I got before she came, nearly breaking my dick when her inner muscles clamped down. I drove into her, not stopping until I’d filled her with my cum. My cock twitched, and I wished I could stay like this a while longer. Pulling out, I groaned at the sight of my release coating her pussy.
“You okay, Lil?” I asked softly.
“I’m good.”
I ran my hand down her back, giving the vibrator a slight twist. I eased it from her body and contemplated fucking her ass, but decided to save that for another time. I’d already put her through hell tonight, and pushed her boundaries. I undid the restraints on the spreader bar and pushed it aside, then worked on freeing her wrists.
“I wasn’t too rough?” I asked.
“My ass hurts, but other than that I’m okay.”
I kissed the tip of her nose. “It’s supposed to hurt.”
She curled against me, and even though I needed to clean up the toys and put everything away, I held her close and stretched out on the bed.
“How did you know all that stuff?” she asked. “What happened in Colombia, I mean.”
I wasn’t sure how she’d handle what I was about to say, but she needed to know. It was time. “We all know, Lil. Outlaw, Wire, and the others pulled whatever they could from your time there. Not just info on you, but on every woman we brought home. He shared it with the club so we’d know how to act around you, what might trigger you.”
She buried her face in my chest. “Everyone knows? All of it? How I was… used?”
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nbsp; “Yeah, babe. We all knew since the first week you were here. The way you reacted that first time we were together, it gave me some ideas. I hoped what we just did would help you heal in some way.”
“Did you have to spank me so hard?” she asked.
I tipped her chin up and pressed my lips to hers. “Babe, seeing your ass all red and swollen from your spanking was hot as fuck. Considering how wet you were, you didn’t mind it too much. Next time, it will be harder. And you’ll like it.”
She shivered, but I noticed she didn’t deny she’d enjoyed getting spanked. It might take time, but I’d teach her how to embrace the darkness that simmered under her skin. I’d seen it, felt it the day she’d let me take her that first time. She needed someone to take control, give her pleasure, and maybe a little pain mixed in. There was no shame in it.
“Love you, babe,” I said.
“Love you too, Dane.” She lifted her gaze to mine. “You’re the only one I’ve ever trusted this much. It hurt when I thought you wanted that other woman. I didn’t think I’d be able to ever trust you again. I… I’m still not…”
I put a finger over her lips. “Hush, babe. I get it. My past reactions combined with what you saw made you think the worst. We’ll get there. In the meantime, I’ll find out who took my phone, how they accessed it, and deal with it.”
She clutched at me. “Don’t go!”
“I’m not. Not far anyway. Need to clean up the toys, and I’m going to run you a hot bath. I’ll leave the bathroom door open.”
I got out of bed and carried the vibrator into the bathroom. While I washed it off, I let the tub fill with hot water and added some bubbles I’d picked up just for her. I shut off the water when the level was just right, then helped her into the tub. She watched my every move, until I walked out of the bathroom. I wiped down the spreader bar and cuffs, then put everything away.
“Lil, I’m borrowing your phone a minute,” I called out.
“Okay. Don’t be long.”
I smiled and dialed Demon’s number. But the smile quickly slipped from my face when I found out exactly why my phone was missing and who had sent that message. The bitch was dead if I got my hands on her. I’d wring her fucking neck. It seemed that Lilian was right to be worried about the whore who’d been trying to get my attention.
“Where is she?” I asked the Sergeant-at-Arms.
“I’ll handle it.”
“Demon, that bitch nearly cost me Lil. She thought the worst because of that conniving cunt. Not to mention my phone was locked. How the fuck did she get past the code?”
“I’ll find out everything we need to know, and she’ll pay,” Demon said. “You need to focus on your woman and babies. Let me take care of the whore. I’ll make an example of her so no one fucks with us again. They’re starting to get too bold, thinking they can do whatever the fuck they want.”
“Make it public, Demon. And make every one of those bitches watch.”
I could hear the smile in his voice. “Oh, I will.”
I put Lil’s phone on the charger, then went into the bathroom to check on her. She’d craned her neck, and watched as I walked back into the room. I could see the curiosity in her eyes and knew she’d likely heard just enough to want to know what was going on. While I wouldn’t discuss club business with her, this time it involved her too.
“The woman you pulled off me managed to get my phone and send that text. Demon said he’d handle it. Make sure the others don’t try that shit.”
She nodded, then held out her hand. “Come join me?”
I eyed her, licking my lips as I looked at the swells of her breast and the way her nipples peeked through the bubbles. “If I get in there, I’m going to fuck you. Right now, you need to relax. Not sure you can handle another round tonight.”
“I can handle it, Dragon.”
I arched an eyebrow.
“Dane,” she corrected. “I don’t want you to hold back with me.”
“Worried I’ll go elsewhere if you can’t take it?” I asked.
She didn’t answer, but I could see that’s clearly what she’d thought. “If your ass wasn’t already cherry red from your spankings, I’d give you more for thinking that.”
Fuck if her nipples didn’t get harder, and the way she shifted told me the thought of me putting her over my knee turned her on. She was my match made in fucking heaven. But she was also the mother of my kids, and I didn’t want her pushing herself too hard right now.
“Babe, everything we did tonight was a little intense. I’m not trying to break you.”
She studied me a moment, apparently gathering her courage. “If I weren’t pregnant, would things be different? What would you do to me right now?”
I snorted. “But you are pregnant.”
“Still… what would you do? What do you want right now?”
I ran a hand over my beard and wondered if I should give her the truth. “You want to know what I’d do right now? With you being all mouthy and shit?”
She nodded.
“I’d fuck your mouth, make you take my cock and swallow my cum. Then I’d make you bend over and grab your ankles, ass in the air. I’d use a wooden paddle and spank that ass. And no, I wouldn’t be holding back and be gentle and shit. You’d be hurting for days every time you sat. Then with your ass throbbing, I’d make you hold that position while I fucked you. A good, hard fucking that showed you that you were mine and I was in charge.”
Her eyes had dilated, and her lips had parted as she hung on my every word. Shit! I wasn’t supposed to be turning her on! I needed her worried, a little fearful, and not all ready for that kind of thing. It was something we’d work up to, but it seemed she was eager to try anything and everything with me.
“No, Lil. Not tonight. One day, but not right now.”
“Were you always into this stuff?” she asked.
I shrugged. “I’ve always been a dominant asshole. If you’re asking if I kept a dungeon and wore leather while wielding a whip, the answer is no. I like to play, and I play hard. But the greatest pleasure I get is when you scream while you come all over yourself, just knowing that you want my cock and only get it when I say you can have it.”
“Dane, I…” Her cheeks got pink as she shifted in the tub again.
“My baby need to come again?”
She nodded. “I’m always so… so… I mean, only with you, but… I’m …”
“Horny.” I laughed. “Yeah, I did some reading and it seems that pregnancy can do that to you. Let’s get you dried off, then I’ll eat that pretty pussy until you come. Then it’s time for bed. You’re exhausted. I can see it in your eyes, so don’t even try to argue with me.”
I helped her from the tub, drained the water, and used a soft towel to dry her off. Then I made good on my promise and let her come three times before I tucked her into bed next to me.
If I’d have known that having her in bed with me would be this amazing, I might have not only faced Griz when I took her that first time, but I’d have done it sooner. Who’d have ever guessed that sweet, shy, timid Lilian had such fire in her veins? And she was all mine.
Chapter Thirteen
Lilian
I glanced around the people gathered out back of the clubhouse and felt incredibly out of place. The only other women present were club whores, the regulars who were here all the damn time. Other than that, it was a sea of Devil’s Fury cuts. Dragon stood next to me, holding my hand. I didn’t know if he was worried I’d run, or if he was making it clear I belonged to him. The cut I was wearing should have been good enough, but I wouldn’t put it past him to try and pee on my leg.
“I called all of you here for a reason,” Grizzly said. “You see this woman strung up from the tree?”
There were murmurs, and I eyed the blonde from the night before. Someone had bound her hands and hung her over a tree limb with her feet dangling off the ground. She was alive, and looked scared shitless. As much as I’d wanted to beat her ass, and
had done an adequate job -- or so I’d thought -- I didn’t know what my dad and Demon had planned, and I was a little scared to watch.
“She’s a traitorous bitch. She stole Dragon’s phone, then sent a message to his pregnant woman -- my daughter -- that worried her enough she came to the clubhouse. A place she’s never willingly ventured before.” My dad eyed the crowd, especially the women. “This stupid cunt tried to take Dragon from my daughter. While Lilian gave her a good ass-whooping, the lying whore then tried to hide what she’d done. Not only that, but she’s been spying on every brother here. She accessed Dragon’s phone because she’d watched him unlock it before. Sneaky bitch was just waiting for the opportunity to get to one of us.”
Demon stepped forward. “As Sergeant-at-Arms for the Devil’s Fury, it’s my job to make sure everyone in this club is protected. And that sure the fuck includes the ol’ ladies, and our kids. Let this be a lesson to anyone who even thinks of fucking us over. Cheri is going to be branded a traitor forever, and if I ever see her lying face here again, I’ll fucking kill her.”
My blood chilled in my veins. I could tell he meant every word. What the hell did he mean she was going to be… My eyes went wide when I saw the burn barrel dragged closer. Holy shit. He meant he was literally going to brand her? I placed a hand over my stomach, not sure I wouldn’t throw up. Demon picked up a branding iron, showing it to the crowd. It was just a simple “X” but I knew if he stuck that in the flames that were now shooting up from the barrel, then pressed it to her skin, it would be pure agony.
“Dragon.” I tugged on his hand. “I don’t think I can stomach this.”
He glanced down at me. “I was covered in blood and gore from your kidnapper. You can and will watch this, Lil. Be fierce.”
I gave a short nod and took a breath, trying to find my courage. Was I pissed at the woman? Yes. But I felt that what I’d already done to her was enough. It seemed Dragon, my dad, and Demon had other ideas.
Demon placed the branding iron into the flames, holding it until the metal glowed orange it was so damn hot. I squeezed Dragon’s hand and forced myself not to flinch when Demon pressed the X to the skin of her lower belly. Cheri screamed and thrashed. Even though he didn’t hold it there long, I could tell the pain wouldn’t fade anytime soon.
