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Fate brought me to him, but it was he who captured my heart.
When I fell asleep, I didn’t expect to awaken in a dark, forbidden mansion, and I definitely didn’t anticipate being rescued from the storm by a stern, smoking hot vampire. But here I am, my wet nightgown tossed aside, my naked body flushed despite the cold, and my bare bottom reddening rapidly under this infuriatingly sexy immortal’s hard palm as I’m punished for my impertinence.
Even before he finishes uttering it, I know his warning never to return will not be heeded. Partly that’s because I can’t control where my dream walks take me even if I wanted to, but mainly it’s due to the fact that I already find myself drawn to him in a way I am utterly powerless to resist.
It’s as if fate has linked us so deeply, so intensely, that I’m his already.
Now all that remains is for him to claim me and teach me what it means to belong to him…
Author: Amaryllis Lanza
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 66,00 words
Excerpt
Inigo took red satin ribbons out of a narrow drawer on his dresser and bound my wrists at my back. Not too tight, but tight enough that I couldn’t easily get loose. Then he sat at the foot of the bed, looking me over, seeming to appreciate the way this bound position made my full breasts more prominent.
He gave me a grin and tapped his thigh. “Drape yourself over my lap, minx.”
“Yes, sir.”
I moved toward him, but actually getting on his lap was awkward, since I didn’t have my hands to steady myself. Inigo held me securely, his arm wrapped around my upper torso, one hand gripping my breast and pinching my nipple. He stroked my backside, which was prominently presented to him, his hand gentle, almost soothing. I felt good, despite the awkwardness of my position. My head hung over the side, my hair draping on the plush silver carpet.
“Why are you being punished, Azucena?”
“For leaving the room when you told me to stay, but I thought it was important.”
Inigo patted my butt lightly. “Maybe it was, but you still disobeyed me. Also, you allowed another man to see you in revealing attire. I do not approve of that—ever. Your body is mine to enjoy. I will not share it with anyone else. Do you understand?”
“I don’t think Paul was looking at my legs, or too worried about how I dressed, to be honest. He had more pressing things on his mind.”
“You should always dress appropriately when we have company. I prefer you dress modestly and behave respectfully when we are not alone. Understand?” He continued to stroke my rear gently as he said this, which sent pleasurable ripples through my body all the way to the tips of my bound fingers.
“I guess.” I was ready for my punishment to start.
I thought Inigo had an antiquated attitude about clothing, but then again, he had been around for centuries. Some of his opinions were bound to be out of date. It was something I thought we would have to work on.
Suddenly, a hard swat snapped down upon the full curves of my rear, right at the center, and it felt like a whip had lashed me. I cried out, but Inigo went right back to stroking. “No guessing, Azucena. If you want to live with me, then you will do what I say.”
“That’s not really—” I didn’t get to finish, Inigo swatting me quickly again, landing slaps all over my rear like dozens of balloons popping against my skin. It was almost pleasant for a while, but then the heat started building up and the sting of each smack kept increasing. Soon, I was squirming on his lap and crying.
“Please, stop, Inigo!”
“It’s not the right shade of red yet, Azucena,” he said casually, pausing his spanks. “I want your ass glowing as you stand in your corner to think about what I expect from you.”
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