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the son of a bitch tie her up? “What the hell are you talking about, Cole?”

His hand lifted. Tess thought he would touch her, grab her, instead, those long

fingers wrapped around his cock absently, stroking it. She swallowed tightly, her

mouth watering, aching to feel that bulging head in it. She may have even considered

giving into the impulse, if she could have moved her body.

“Your first lesson in being my woman, Tess,” he told her, his voice cool,

determined. “I told you I was tired of waiting on you. Tonight, your first lesson begins.”

Tess rolled her eyes as she breathed out in irritation.

“Are you a secret psycho or something, Cole?” she bit out. “Did you just pay

attention to what you said? Now let me go and stop acting so weird. Dammit, if you

wanted to fuck, you should have just said so.”

He smiled at her. The bastard just smiled that slow, wicked grin of his.

“But, Tess, I don’t want to just fuck,” he said, his voice amused. “I want you know

who controls your body, your lusts. I want you to know, all the way to your soul, who

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owns that pretty pussy, that tempting little ass and hot mouth. I want you to admit

they’re mine, and mine alone to fuck however I please.”

Damn. She knew Cole was into kink, but rape?

“Cole.” She fought to keep her voice reasonable. “This is no way to go about getting

a woman, hon. Really. You know, flowers, courtship, that’s the way to a woman’s

heart.”

“Really?” He was openly laughing at her now. “I sent you flowers, darling—”

Her eyes widened.

“Oh yeah, with a card telling me what size butt plug to buy so you could fuck my

ass,” she bit out as she jerked at the ropes binding her ankles. “Real romantic, Cole.”

She remembered her sense of horror, the shameful excitement when she read the

card. She had dumped flowers and all in the trash, but kept the card. Why, she wasn’t

certain.

He shrugged easily. “Practical,” he told her. “I wanted you prepared. But since you

were unwilling to prepare yourself, then you’ll just have to accept the pain.”

Pain? No. No pain.

“Now look, Cole,” she warned him reasonably. “Father will be really pissed with

you. And you know I’ll tell—”

“I asked your father’s permission first, Tess,” he told her softly, his expression

patient now. “Why do you think your mother finally left your father? She refused to

accept who he was and what he needed. I will not make that mistake with you. You will

know, and you will accept to your soul, your needs as well as my own. You won’t run

from me. Your father understands this, and he’s giving me the time I need to help you

understand.”

Tess stared up at Cole, fury welling inside her as her arms jerked at the ropes that

held her. Damn him, they weren’t tight, but there wasn’t a chance she could smack that

damned superior expression off his face.

“You’re lying to me,” she accused him. “Father would never let you hurt me.”

“Ask him in the morning.” He shrugged lazily. “You’ll be free by then.”

A sense of impotency filled her. Damn him, he thought he had all the damned

answers and all the damned plans. She wasn’t a toy for him to play with, and she

would show him that.

“I’ll have you arrested,” she promised him. “I swear, if it’s the last thing I do I’ll

have you locked up.”

He was quiet for long moments, his eyes glittering with lust, with cool knowledge.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. And I think come morning, perhaps you will have

changed your mind.”

Tess breathed in hard, watching him with a sense of fear, and hating the arousal

that it brought her.

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“What are you talking about?” she bit out.

His hand ceased the lazy stroking of his cock, then moved to her stomach. Her

muscles clenched involuntarily at the heat and calloused roughness of his flesh.

“Tonight, I’ll give you a taste of what’s coming,” he promised her. “You’ll learn,

Tess, who your master is, slowly. A step at a time. Nothing too hard, baby, I promise.”

Tess shivered. He didn’t sound cruel, but he was determined. His voice was soft,

immeasurably gentle, but filled with purpose. He would have her now, and he would

have her on his terms.

“This isn’t what I want, Cole,” she said, fighting for breath, for a sense of control.

His hand moved lazily from her stomach, his eyes tracking each move, his fingers

trailing between her thighs until one ran through the thick, slick cream that proved her

words false. She trembled, biting back a moan of pleasure as the thick length of his

finger dipped into her vagina.

“Isn’t it?” he whispered. “I think you’re lying, Tess. You shouldn’t lie to me, baby.”

Before Tess knew what was coming, his hand moved, then the flat of his palm

delivered a stinging blow to the bare flesh of her cunt.

Tess jerked at the heat. “You son of a bitch,” she screamed, jerking against her

bond, ignoring the lash of pleasure that made her clit swell further. “I’ll kick your ass

when I get out of here.”

Cole grinned, then moved from her side to position himself between her spread

thighs.

“Let me go, you bastard!” she bit out, fighting to ignore the shameful pleasure and

anticipation rising inside her.

“Naughty Tess,” he whispered, his hand smoothing over her cunt, sliding over the

moisture that lay thick and heavy on her pussy lips. “You’re tight, Tess. How long has it

been since you had a lover?”

“Kiss my ass!” she cried out, then jerked in surprise as his palm landed on the

upper curve of her cunt. She fought the ropes, terrified of the shocking vibrations of

pleasure in her clit that radiated from the heat of the blow. “Damn you!”

Her body arched as his finger slid inside her vagina once again. It was a slow

stroke, the hard digit separating her muscles, making the flesh tremble in building

ecstasy. She fought the need to whimper, to beg at the slow penetration.

“How long, Tess, since you’ve had a lover?” he asked her again.

Tess realized she was panting now, primed, ready to climax. God, if he would just

let her get off.

“I hate you,” she growled.

His finger stopped. Halfway inside her, her muscles clenching desperately in need,

and he stopped.

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“You aren’t being nice, Tess,” he whispered. “I could leave you tied here, hot and

hurting for relief, or I could give you what you need, eventually. Now, answer my

question. How long?”

The threat was clear. His finger was still inside her as he watched her, his

expression hard now, though his eyes retained that lazy, gentle humor. The contrast

was almost frightening.

“Four years. Satisfied—Oh God!” Her back arched, her head digging into the

pillows as his finger slid home with a smooth, forceful plunge.

Tess was shuddering, her climax so close she could feel it pulsing in desperation.

“Damn you’re tight, Tess.” His fingertip curved, stroking the sensitive depths as

she writhed against her bonds. “As tight as a virgin. I bet your ass is even tighter.”

Tess stilled, quivering, seeing the lust, the excitement filling Cole’s face. His cock

was huge, thick and long, and she knew it would stretch her pussy until she was

screaming for relief. But her ass? No way. From the look on Cole’s face though, he had

figured out the way of it, exactly.

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“Cole, let’s be reasonable,” Tess panted, her cunt clenching over the finger lodged

inside it, quivering from the deep, gentle strokes his fingertip was administering. “Your

cock will not fit there. Stop trying to scare me.”

But she had a feeling it wasn’t an idle threat.

He smiled. She knew better than to trust that smile. It was a slow curve of his lips, a

crinkle at the corners of his eyes. Watching her carefully, he slid his finger from the

soaked depths of her hot channel and then moved to lie down beside her.

Tess watched him carefully, like a wild beast as he propped his head on his arm

and watched her through narrowed eyes. Then his gaze shifted, angling to her thighs,

her eyes following as his hand moved.

“No—” she cried out helplessly as his hand raised.

She jerked. His head moved, his lips latching on a hard, pointed nipple a second

before he delivered another stinging blow to the wet lips of her cunt.

She cried out, pleasure and pain dragging a helpless sound of confused desire from

her lips as her body bowed and she jerked against him. His tongue rasped her nipple as

he suckled her, and the next blow to her cunt was delivered to the flesh that shielded

her swollen clit. Her cry was louder, her body jerking, arching, fighting both pain and

pleasure as she struggled to separate the two. She was on fire, her head reeling from the

confusing morass of sensations. She wanted to beg for more, beg for mercy.

Another blow struck her, his palm angled to deliver the blow from her clit to her

vagina as he pinched her nipple between his teeth. The stinging pain, hot and fierce had

her clit throbbing as she screamed from a near climax.

“ Please,” she begged, her head thrashing against the pillow as she felt his arm rise

again. “Please, Cole—“

A strangled scream left her throat as the hardest blow landed, striking with force

and fire, sending her clit blazing, her orgasm peaking against her will. It shuddered

through her body as his palm ground into her clit with just enough pressure to trigger

her release.

Then his lips covered hers with a groan, his tongue spearing into her mouth with

greed and hunger. Tess fought to get closer, her arms and legs protesting their

confinement as she met his kiss with equal voraciousness, her tongue tangling with his,

her moans a harsh rasp against her throat as she felt her cunt throb, her vagina ache for

more.

Tess shuddered with the throbbing intensity of her climax, a distant part of her

was shocked, amazed that she could respond in such a way. Fiery tingles of sensation

coursed over her body, licked at her womb, left her greedy, hungry for more. Her cunt

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was empty, a gnawing ache of arousal tormenting it now. It wasn’t enough. She needed

more. So much more.

“Do you need more, Tess??” he growled as he pulled back and stared down at her.

His eyes were no longer patient, they were hot and hungry, watching her intently.

“More. Please, Cole. I need you,” she moaned staring up at him as her body moved

restlessly, needing him, wanting his cock until she could barely breathe, her arousal

was so intense.

He moved back, his hand going between her thighs, a ravenous groan coming from

his throat as he felt the thick layer of cream that now coated her flesh.

“Your pussy’s so hot, Tess.” His voice sounded tortured. “So hot and sweet, I could

make a meal of you now.”

“Yes.” She twisted against him, needing him to touch her, to fuck her, to relieve the

yawning pit of exquisite need throbbing inside her.

“Not yet,” he denied her, making her whimper. “Not yet, baby. But soon. Real

soon.”

She watched as he moved from her, going to his knees then propping her pillows

beneath her shoulders and head.

“You know what I want, Tess,” he told her, his voice rough, his cock aiming for her

lips. “Open your mouth, baby, give me what I want.”

Anything. Anything to convince him to relieve the ache that throbbed clear to her

stomach. Her lips opened, and she moaned as the thick head pushed past them,

stretching them wider. He was huge, so long and thick she wanted to cry out in fear,

scream at him to hurry and fuck her with it.

“Oh yeah, such a hot little mouth,” he groaned, wrapping his fingers around the

base as he penetrated her mouth, stopping only when her eyes began to widen with the

fear he would choke her. “Relax your throat, Tess,” he urged her. “Just one more inch,

baby. Take one more inch for me and I’ll show you how good I can make you feel next.”

Her pussy throbbed out her answer.
Yes, take more, bitch. Take it all so he’ll fuck me
.

The ravenous creature that was her cunt demanded her obedience as fiercely as Cole

did. Breathing through her nose, her eyes on his, she slowly relaxed the muscles of her

throat, feeling him by slow increments give her the final inch he demanded she take.

His hand tightened on his cock, his finger brushing her mouth as he marked her

limit, and still there was so much more. He pulled back as Tess suckled the thick length,

her tongue washing over it, rasping the underside of his dick as he nearly pulled free of