Page 89 of Master of My Heart

Someone knocked on the apartment door. A few minutes later, Aiden returned, followed by Damian.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the newcomer. What was he doing here?

“This is our special guest, Sabrina,” Aiden said, arching an eyebrow.

Sabrina stood quickly and bent her head.

“I thought we could have some fun tonight, Damian,” Aiden said. “You’d never imagine what a kinky whore this little ballerina is.”

“Is she?” Damian asked, stopping in front of Sabrina and tilting her head up with his finger. “Hello.” He smiled.

“Hello, Damian,” she said softly, forcing a smile to her face.

He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. “Are you up for some fun?” He caressed her breast and her eyes closed slightly.

“Yes,” she breathed as he pinched her nipple softly. “Please.”

He chuckled.

Sabrina heard the jingle of chains behind her. “Let’s start with these. She can be accessorized for dinner.”

Aiden appeared beside Damian and held up a mass of chains. Damian looked at Sabrina. “You like clamps?”

Sabrina nodded quickly and smiled, remembering Aiden’s warning. “I do.”

“You’re a pain slut?” Damian asked, raising his eyebrows.

Sabrina shrugged and smiled. “I can’t help it.”

Damian’s smile turned into a broad grin. “I can’t wait.”

Aiden knelt in front of her and started sucking on her sore clit, making Sabrina gasp in pain and pleasure. “She’s fucking wet,” he murmured. He pinched her clit, eliciting a gasp from Sabrina, then pulled hard. She moaned, almost coming again. But then there was a sharp, stabbing sensation. Tears filled her eyes and her mouth dropped open at the pain. She looked down to see Aiden had attached an alligator clip to her clit and was pulling on a chain.

He stood and studied her face. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” he asked softly, but there was a tinge of warning in his tone.

“Yes, Aiden,” she whispered and flinched as he tugged on the chains. They pulled her clit upward as Aiden wrapped the chain around her waist and behind her.

He pulled the chains over her shoulders. “Stand up straight,” he snapped.

She did. He attached one clip to her earlobe and pulled the other one down toward her nipple. She winced at the pain on her ear. He pushed her breast up to meet the chain, yanking on her clit. Her breath caught in her throat at the pain.

“You like that?” he asked, releasing the end of the clip so it bit into her nipple.

“Yes, Aiden,” she whispered, closing her eyes.

He did the same to her other nipple, and when he stepped back to admire his work, she trembled in pain. Both nipples and her clit were stretched to their limits. She was afraid that one end or the other would give way and her skin would tear.

“Beautiful,” Damian murmured, tracing along the bottom of her breast. “Does it feel good?”

Sabrina gave a shallow nod. “I like the pain,” she whispered, trying not to move.

“Let me go check on dinner,” Aiden said. “I’ll be right back.”

Damian moved behind her and cupped her straining breasts. “Are you sure you’re okay, Sabrina?” he murmured, kissing her neck. “I can try to get you out of here. It would mean pain for me, but I’ll do it if it saves you from getting hurt...”

She turned to look at him, bewildered at the thought of him sacrificing himself to help her. Why would he do such a thing? No, she couldn’t let anyone else get hurt because of her. She was Immortal. She could handle things others couldn’t. “I’m okay,” she said, forcing a smile. “I like what Aiden does to me.”

Damian tipped his head to the side and pursed his lips. She tried to brighten her smile, but he sighed and shook his head. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

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