Mistress of Redemption
““I have to go away for a while, as Fiona said.”
“Who is ‘him’?” It was ridiculous that he could feel jealousy in the midst of all of this, but there it was.
“One who can’t be refused. Just like me.” Bending, she cupped the side of his face in a surprisingly gentle hand.
He wanted to weep and suckle that fluttering pulse at once. He tried the latter, but she was out of reach and he was too restrained, which made him want to rage even harder against his bonds, the situation.
36 Mistress of Redemption This should have seemed like his time with his previous sociopath of a Mistress, but it didn’t. She hadn’t made him jealous while threatening him with sharp implements.
She hadn’t left him wanting more, even with his ass smarting so badly he wouldn’t have easy bodily functions for a week. She hadn’t made him tremble with just a touch.
“You’ll refuse me nothing, will you?”
He found himself nodding even as he wondered what spell she’d cast on him. “Just don’t go to him.”
Write Review:
User Reviews: