Mia is a respected psychologist with the Company—an interplanetary conglomerate—and a master at using virtual technology to penetrate the criminal mind. No one knows about her sex-slave past, or about the dark desires she tries to ignore. When she’s given Dylan Benjamin’s case and told to break him down, something about the man, something primal, reaches deep inside her and strokes the taboo lust she’s worked so hard to hide.
Dylan just wanted revenge against the Company. He never expected to get caught stealing, or to be pitted against Mia in a virtual world. But he recognizes the darkness lurking in her and he’ll do anything to draw it out, to prove they’re kindred spirits. Only he can give Mia what she needs—not soft and gentle but hard and fast. No roses or pretty words—just chains and rough, raw pleasure.
Dylan rubbed his chin. Mia’s chained and blindfolded form struggled against her bonds. Seeing her chained to the floor made his cock burn.
“What the fuck are you doing, Dylan?” She twisted and turned, strained against her shackles. Her teeth grit in a grimace. Sweat beaded on her forehead.
His Mia, his beautiful fucked-up psychologist shackled before him. His cock hammered, jerked in his pants. He wanted to take her, fuck her, claim her, brand her. Their shared consciousness allowed him to play out his fantasies.
To tease. Tempt.
Something had changed between them.
This time he needed to earn her trust, break down the barriers of her past. Buried deep inside lay a scared, vulnerable teenager. A girl that still blamed herself for the abuse those sick fucks put her through. She needed to understand he wouldn’t hurt her. Not the way they had. That she shouldn’t be ashamed, that unconventional sex didn’t have to mean abuse.
He burned for her. Wanted to own her heart. Possess her soul.
Possessing her was the only thing that mattered to him. He had to have her.
“Answer me, you asshole. Arggh.” Iron clanged as she smashed the links against the wall.
“Feel familiar, Doc? Don’t struggle. I’m not going to hurt you. But I’m not letting you go.”
She stilled. Her body stiffened, spine rigid. Brow furrowed, slashed mouth, panic obvious on her face.
Dylan inhaled. Tension shot through his veins, hammered in his gut. He didn’t want her afraid of him. He needed to make her realize she was in control of her desires. She could choose what pleased her now, what could take her over the edge.
“Please, Dylan. Let me go.”
He crossed to her in two strides. He sniffed her hair. The musky scent of arousal filled his senses. His cock twitched. Despite her fear, she still wanted him. The element of submission turned her on..
He combed his fingers through her hair and gripped a handful of the silky strands. “I’m going to touch you and when I’m done you’ll beg me to fuck you. I know you want this. Crave it. Give me your orgasm.”
He nibbled her earlobe, reveled in her soft moan of pleasure. “Trust me to hurt you, Mia.”
She thrust her breasts forward and he palmed them, flicked his thumbs over the turgid rosy buds.
A deep groan filled his ear. He smiled. “Like that?”
She nodded. “Mmmm.”
“Good.” He pinched her nipples, tugged hard before releasing.
“Dylan.” She screamed his name.
Was she wet? Dipping his hand between her thighs, he ran a fingertip along her slit. Her juices coated his skin. He hadn’t been wrong. She enjoyed his harsh touch.
“I can feel how wet you are. What would Ramierez say if he could see you now, creaming because I hurt you?”
“Please—”
“‘Please’ what, Mia? You want more? ‘Course you do. You’ve wanted this for a long time. It’s time to let go. Don’t be afraid, I’ve got you.” He spun her round, bent her forward. Her naked ass stuck in the air, ripe as a peach. “You have a spankable ass. Ever been spanked?”
“Yes.” She hissed out the word.
Dylan traced the curve of her buttocks. “Did you enjoy it?”
“Sometimes.”
He slapped his palm against one fleshy globe. She moaned and he spanked her again with more force.
“More?”
She mumbled something inaudible.
“If you want more, ask for it. Take what you need. You control what you need.”
“More. Please more.”
He spanked her continuously, spanked until his hand burned.
Her skin mottled. Heat radiated from the marks.
His brand.
Triumph roared like a beast in his soul. This beautiful, intelligent woman belonged to him. His Mia. The fragile bird with a core of steel. She’d wormed her way into his soul, possessing him, making his dead heart beat.
He wiped sweat from his brow and stepped back. “Stand up straight and face me.”
She did as he commanded. Her chest rose and fell due to her labored breathing. Her pussy lips, swollen and puffy, glistened. She wasn’t afraid anymore. She wasn’t thinking about shame or her past.
Right then, her eyes alight, she wanted him to fuck her.
It took every ounce of control not to ram his cock inside her.
“Look how wet you are. Are you ready to come?”
She blinked, strained against her chains. “Yes. Oh god, yes.”
“How long’s it been since you had an orgasm?”
“Years. I can’t come.”
He raised a brow. “That’s a lie. You can come.” He gripped her hair, jerked her forward. “I can make you come.”
“Yes—”
“But I’m not going to. Not here.” He sank his teeth into her shoulder, biting gently, marking the skin. He wanted to mark her all over. Claim his territory.
She shivered in his arms, whimpered. His pulse spiked in response. She drove him insane with need. Her need for pain spoke to his own darkness.
“I can give you what you need, Doc. Never forget that. Yin and yang. We belong together.” He soothed the bite mark with his tongue and whispered, “Now wake up.”
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Multi-published author, Scarlett Sanderson is a librarian by day and an erotic romance novelist by night. She lives in suburban England with her significant other and dreams of having Lara Croft type adventures. As a reader, she loves to immerse herself in sweeping tales of romance, fantasy and most of all, tantalizing erotica. Those are the elements she tries to weave into the stories she creates.
When not writing, Scarlett has a burning passion for history, good chocolate, fine wine and anything supernatural (especially if it includes the hunters Dean and Sam Winchester from the TV show Supernatural!).
To learn more about Scarlett, you can find her at her website at http://scarlettsanderson.wordpress.com/books/
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