Page 78 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

The outrage in his eyes cowed her. “You borrowed my sub and didn’t follow the rules. When I called you on it, you disrespected me to my face, right in front of her. That’s not the kind of relationship that’s going to make sharing her work, Winter. If you want to borrow her, don’t be a bitch about it.”

“She’s mine now too, Ramsay, and you’re not my Dom. I don’t have to do what you say.”

His lips came down hard on hers, and she tried to wriggle away. Kissing this jackass was so far down on her priority list it didn’t even get a number. When she tried to fight him off he got bossy.

“Kiss me back or I’ll make you regret it.”

“Fuck you.”

“Suit yourself.” He wrestled her over to the mattress and sat, dragging her overhis lap. One handed, he unbuttoned her jeans and yanked them down below her ass. She fought him, and almost got away a few times, but he pinned her. His hand stroked over her bare ass and her safeword was begging to get out.

Safeword? Seriously? Mack pierced her, cut her, tasted her blood, and she was about to give this asshat the satisfaction of making her safeword? Like hell!

“If you’re going to be in a relationship with us, Winter, this is how it’s going to be. You can play with Saya when you have my permission. You will stop when I say so.”

She growled. “Who made you the Grand fucking Pooh-Bah? I don’t make you ask me for permission when you play with Mack, and he’s my partner. You aren’t giving me the same respect.”

“Two things. I can do this and you can’t. If you can put me over your knee and spank me, we’ll reassess the pecking order. The other thing is that Saya is my slave. You and Mack have free will, for the most part. I don’t have to ask permission from another Dom. I just need to step up and take control of the situation.”

“Just because Mack and Saya submit to you, doesn’t mean I will. I know it throws a crimp into your plans, but I’m not a submissive.”

“I think that’s only because you refuse to let yourself go. I think you’re chickenshit.”

She tried to squirm enough to get her jeans back up, but his big paw of a hand blocked their upward progress. With his fingers now so close to her core, she tried not to move too much. If he couldn’t feel the heat radiating from her there, he was an idiot.

As if he could read her mind, he traced the seam of her sex with his fingertip.

Don’t move.

“You’re awfully wet for a girl that doesn’t like being spanked.”

“No one has ever had the gall.” Aw, fuck. Her and her big mouth. “I’m horny because of what I did to Saya. Don’t you even want to know what I did?”

“Oh, she’ll give me the graphic details later. She always does.” He sounded amused. “So no one has ever spanked you, huh? I’m hardly surprised, considering your attitude problem, but it’s such a shame. You have such pretty white skin and when Mack was hitting you the other day it marked up very nicely.”

The interest in his voice was making her hotter, and was tempting her to let this play out despite her better judgement. Time to put a stop to it before it went too far. “I’m not into being treated like a child. Let me up or I’ll punch you in the nuts.”

“No. You’re going to pay the price for not honoring our agreement and for disrespecting me in front of Saya. I think I’m being fair.”

“You’re doing this because you’ve been aching to since you realized I’m not a pushover like Mack and Saya.”

“Wrong. I’ve been aching to do it since the first time I saw your ass.” The caress of his large hand over her skin was almost too much to bear. She did her best not to give him any indication of interest but it was getting almost impossible.

He raised his hand off her and she automatically tensed.

“If your body fights this it will hurt more.”

“Fuck you.”

Pain bloomed under where his hand landed. Hot stinging. It didn’t feel the same as a belt or a cane. It was more...intimate. She forced down a shiver, focusing on how ridiculous she probably looked – a grown woman over a man’s lap.

“Look at that,” he whispered, tracing the burning spot with his finger. “I could get addicted to this.”

“Mack won’t be happy if you ruin his canvas.”

“If Mack doesn’t like what I do, he and I can have a little discussion. He usually sees things my way.”

Mental note: Mack wouldn’t save her.

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