Page 27 of Choke

I step toward her slowly, not wanting to spook her more than she already is. “It’s good to see you.”

“Can I go home now?”

“No,” Callum interjects. “You can’t.”

“What are you gonna do, Callum?” Mona asks. “Are you going to keep me prisoner all over again, or can we make the same deal? Do I get three wishes for every sexual act I submit to? Three holes, three wishes. Fuck my mouth, and I get to call my sister. Fuck my pussy, and I get to walk around this penthouse apartment unsupervised. Allow you in my asshole, and what? You’ll take me out for a walk like a good little puppy?” Mona’seyes narrow as she looks around the hallway, and she smiles when her eyes notice something.

Callum and I stand silent as she walks into a second room, the door ajar. “I knew you two freaks would have one of these.”

My heart stops as she walks inside. I want to chase after her, tell her to get out of there and mind her own business.

A minute later, Mona walks out with a choke collar and a leash. “You want me to wear this while you take me for a walk? Be a good little pet, or you’ll give me a lesson I’ll never forget?”

Fuck, I forgot how much sass she has. Usually, when we view Mona through the lens of a camera, she’s so sweet. While she exudes heart and compassion at work, she’s nothing more than a brat with us, provoking my desire to assert my dominance.

Before I can say anything, Callum bursts into laughter. “Missed us, did you, Kitten?”

“Like a hole in the head,” Mona spits.

Callum stalks toward her, a smile plastered on his face. I expect Mona to retreat, but she doesn’t. She holds her ground as she lifts the collar and leash.

“I’m so fuckin’ scared, Callum.”

Callum’s hand shoots out, and he slams Mona against the wall by her throat. “You know what I am and what I’m capable of.”

Mona smiles right before she knees Callum between the legs.

He falls to the floor, groaning and cupping his crotch. “What the fuck, Mona?”

“I didn’t give you permission to touch me.” Mona steps closer to Callum, and in the blink of an eye, she fastens the collar and leash around his neck. “Last time you saw me, I was different. I’ve been training with my sister. You remember my sister, don’t you, Callum? The girl who could kill the man that you were too scared to.”

She steps back and yanks the leash. “Is this how it felt when you were Meyer’s little puppy?”

Callum’s head snaps up, his amusement replaced by irritation. “Be careful, Kitten. You’re playing with fire.”

Mona bends down, getting in Callum’s face. “Then burn me, baby.”

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CALLUM

She wants me to burn her? Okay. I’ll ignite a raging fire that will leave her blistered. Mona is expecting my anger and dominance, but that’s not what I’m going to give her. If she wants to be in charge, that’s what she’ll be.

She tugs at the metal leash and pulls me forward. “What’s the matter, Callum? Thought you were going to burn me.”

“The most dangerous fire is the one you aren’t expecting, Kitten.”

Mona’s eyes widen. Good, I caught her off guard.

Her shock wears off quickly as she smirks and yanks the leash again. “I might be your kitten, Callum, but you seem to enjoy being my little pup.”

“Baby, if it means I get to see you naked, I’ll be anything you want.”

“You want to see me naked, Callum? Is that what all this is about?”

I smile. “I always want to see you naked, Kitten.”

“What will you do to get what you want?”

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