Page 66 of Joined By Magic

He lifted the strap and trailed it along my spine. I stiffened, preparing for impact.

“I’ll see how many I feel like.” He pulled back, and I tensed.

The strap landed with a heavy crack, and a cry tore from my throat. It burned—a bruising pain that didn’t fade fast. My skin stayed tender and hot. Again, the strap seared the fresh skin on my other cheek, taking my breath. I squirmed up the bed on instinct, fearing the next impact, the brutal thing against already sore skin.

“I didn’t give you permission to move. Get into position. Now,” Leo snapped.

I reluctantly shuffled backward with a pathetic whine. “It hurts!”

“That’s the idea.” The dark amusement in his voice brought a surge of desire with it. Entertained, at my expense. I forced myself back into position.

“You’ve got eight more to go. If you move again, I’m adding four more. Your decision. Is that clear?”

A sullen mutter. “Yes, Lord Commander.”

He laughed, a single hard sound. “You’re very lucky I don’t add more for that tone.”

I gripped the bed sheets and braced. The strap came down once, twice more, strikes landing in quick succession with no chance to steady myself or take a breath in between. I twisted the sheets in my hands, tears pricking the backs of my eyes as the heavy impacts rained down. My thoughts detached as my skin transformed, every inch of my ass radiating pain and heat.

It stopped. Relief rolled through me. Leo stroked his hand over my heated skin, and his touch, the gentleness after such punishment, felt beautiful. I moaned and relaxed into the bed.

“That’s my new favorite. I’m going to use that on you a lot.”

I sighed into the sheets as my thoughts floated. Fabric rustled, and his weight settled behind me. Careful hands withdrew the plug from my ass. For a moment, my body felt strange. Empty. Then his cock pressed up against me. Even compared to the plug, it seemed impossibly huge.

“Leo, I don’t think—”

“Shhhhhh.” He ran his fingers over my clit. Buzzing magic rolled off them, driving pleasure straight into my core. I moaned as the sensation swept over me, blending with the heat from my sore skin and the increasing pressure at my ass as he pressed forward, breaching the tight ring. I cried out at the intense stretch, the bright flare of pain as he worked his way inside me.

“Remember, once I’m all the way in, I’ll allow you to climax.” His voice was strained. Was he holding himself back, struggling to go slow? The pleasure deep within me built. I moaned. Pain and pleasure molded into one heady, overwhelming rush. He pushed deeper, opening me. I was conquered, my body a toy, used in the most unnatural way.

At last, he pressed up tight against me. He was breathing hard, as though he’d run a race. “Good girl. Now you get your reward.”

He held still, every solid inch of him buried inside me. The pulsing magic grew stronger, vibrated through me, from my hypersensitive clit to deep within. It felt strange, more intense with my body opened and filled. As my climax built, he pulled out just a little and thrust forward, the small movement sending a renewed wave of pain into me. I writhed on the bed as he pulled back again, held right on the edge of orgasm by his magical control. I whimpered and clutched the sheets. Finally, as he slammed into me, he let go of his control, and I screamed as pleasure drove deep into my belly.

It seared through me, a long moment of pure bliss. I savored it, carried away by the animal delight. Leo rationed my climaxes, never giving me quite what I craved. The intensity of each one left me weak.

He leaned down to my ear. “What do you say?”

“Thank you, Lord Commander.” My voice was a breathy squeak.

“Good.” He twined his fingers through my hair. “Now it’s my turn.”

He pulled out almost all the way and thrust forward in one strong movement. I yelped. I’d adjusted to his size, but it still hurt. A deep, internal ache. He picked up speed, finding a rhythm, and let out a moan as he moved. “Fuck, Liv, you’re so tight.”

The need in his voice stoked my desire to please him. I spread my legs wider and tilted my hips, the angle allowing him even deeper. He groaned again as his next thrust hit home. In that moment, I wanted to give him everything. “Harder.”

Leo gasped, then picked up speed, his thrusts becoming more wild and less controlled. He pulled my hair, arching me back as he slammed deep, punishing me on the inside just as he had on the outside.

A strangled moan and a couple more solid thrusts, and his body tensed. He let go of my hair and dug his fingers into my shoulder as he found his own release. My mind reeled at the strange, alien sensation as he spent inside me. His weight pressed me down into the bed.

We lay together in a sweaty heap until Leo withdrew. I sucked in a sharp breath at the sudden pain as he slid free. He kissed the back of my neck. “I’ll be back in a minute.” He left for the bathroom.

I cataloged how my body felt. My ass hurt in every way. My skin was still warm, sensitive and raw, and I throbbed with a dull, steady ache inside. The rest of me was relaxed, and my brain soared, riding a high of endorphins.

Leo returned, raised an eyebrow, and gave me a very satisfied grin. “Can you walk?”

I considered the question for a moment, smiled, and shook my head. He sighed in mock exasperation. “Come on, then.”

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