Series: Gods and Monsters Duet #1
Taken, stolen, beaten, used.
Pet remembers nothing before his touch, and afterward, she craves nothing more.
Sinful and merciless, Ares is her God now. He alone says when to beg, when to come, and when to kneel, but he never said anything about leaving.
“Do you like it, Pet?”
“Yes,” I pant, my whole body humming. “Please, Sir. More.”
“Patience, little one. I’ll give you more, but first, I believe I have a little pain to exact.”
The whine that leaves my throat doesn’t sound like my own, but I know it belongs to me when the tongue of the riding crop hits the firm globes of my ass hard. Too hard. Oh God, and that was just the first blow.
“I’m going to hit you another six times. I’d add a few more to that number for your bratty fucking behavior, but the day has just started, and I dare say you’ll piss me off between now and nightfall. One ass can only take so much punishment, so I’ll go easy on you just this once.”
“Thank you, Sir,” I whisper, breathlessly.
“Don’t thank me yet, Pet.” Without warning, he strikes me again, this time in the crease where my thigh meets my buttocks. I open my mouth to scream, but no sound comes out. My body writhes with both the agony of the crop and the exquisite pleasure of the vibrations.
I’m struck four more times on the thigh, the calf, the ass, and finally on the very soles of my feet. That last feels like a brand as red-hot pain sparks throughout my body. My synapses explode, adrenaline races through my veins, and a light sheen of sweat breaks out all over me. I’m a shivery, noodly mess, and I haven’t even come yet.
A hardcore red lipstick addict and a romantic at heart, Carmen strives to give her characters the HEA they deserve, but not before ruining their lives completely first … because what’s a happily ever after without a little torture?