Page 21 of Wicked Devotion

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Faith continued to fight him, but she was no match for his strength. He flipped her over his lap and started spanking her. She fought harder and screamed at him, but he didn’t budge.

“I know, Baby.”

She couldn’t understand how he could be so calm and beat on her at the same time.

“Please, it hurts.”

He sighed. “I know, it’s supposed to. We need to help you open up and purge.”

Some bubble of despair seemed to burst inside of her. She cried out and then screamed her fury as tears ran down her face.

He kept spanking her, but more gently, she guessed, to get all the poison out. After a few more minutes, all her energy drained, and she lay limp over his lap.

Rafael pulled her up into his arms and held her against his chest as the tears continued to come.

“That’s it. I’ve got you.”

After a long time, the storm passed, making her feel lethargic as she sat on his lap. She wiped her tears and blew her nose with the tissues he handed her.

She tucked her face into the curve of his neck.

“Are you feeling better, Love?”

She nodded. “How did you know to do that?”

“There’s a lot you need to learn about me. I am a Dom, a Master in the kink world.”

“What does that mean?”

“I’m dominant. I always have been. I just didn’t know how to control it until I met Rowan and Casen. A guy Rowan knew taught us how to be good Doms and how to take care of our submissives.”

Her mouth fell. “Oh, no. Did I take you away from a woman? Your submissive?”

“No. I didn’t have one. I haven’t for several years. Now I have you.”

She sputtered. “But, I’m not that way.”

He grinned. “Baby, you’re submissive all the way through. You’re exactly what I’ve wanted, and I know I can be exactly what you need.”

“Are Angel and Harmony’s men the same way?”

“Yes.”

She looked up at him. She knew she had looked awful, but he looked at her like she was beautiful.

“I need you,” she murmured.

“You’ve got me.”

“No, I mean, I need you to fuck me hard.”

“I know you enjoy a bit of pain, but when you’re in this type of mind frame, it might go farther than you’re ready for.”

“I don’t care.”

He studied her for a moment and then laid her on the mattress. He stood and undressed and then grabbed a bottle out of the nightstand. She didn’t know what it was, but she didn’t care. She needed to get out of her head for a while.

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