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He’d drag the
end of his belt along the inside of her thigh, then to the crease where her
buttocks began. There, he’d spend a long time, running the leather over her
unprotected ass, up the furrow separating her cheeks, across the dimples at the
top.
    She’d push higher on her toes then stop and lower herself, a
foolish attempt to maintain her composure.
    He wouldn’t want her complacent. He’d need her crying out in
delight, which would bring more punishment and an equal amount of pleasure.
Every sound she made, each word uttered would earn another lick of the strap.
    He wasn’t like other Doms who used ball gags to keep their
subs quiet. Alexandra’s self-control would be her only means to avoid further
discipline. Nor would he blindfold her during their play. Daniel envisioned a
mirror next to them. Him ordering her to watch his belt connecting with her
ass. For her to anticipate it…to welcome it…as she regarded their reflections.
    With his hand on the curve of her hip, he’d keep her still,
captive to whatever he desired. His belt would whistle through the air, the
first lick of it sounding too loud as it struck her flesh.
    She’d stiffen, then moan, a disobedient act. A faint stain
on her buttocks would register where he’d marked her. He’d follow it with
another, punishment for the sound she’d made. Disciplining her with care and
resolve, not stopping until she obeyed finally, and he had her full surrender.
    Once she gave it and he mounted her repeatedly, she’d move
on to Nat and Red and—
    “Shit.”
    Daniel hit the heel of his hand against the steering wheel,
not wanting to see her with anyone else. And not because of what Nat had
claimed. It wasn’t jealousy motivating him. It was…
    Crap. He wasn’t sure.
    Something kept gnawing deep inside, giving Daniel an urge to
run, while also making him too listless to move. Weird. Like her continuing
effect on him. On one hand, he wanted to protect Alexandra. On the other, he’d
just gotten a monumental hard-on from his fantasy of punishing then taking her.
    Swearing, he drove toward the village. She had to be
somewhere close, unless she’d skidded off the road into the sea. Craning his
neck, he searched for tire marks in the snow or her SUV stranded on the frozen
body of water, but saw neither.
    She hadn’t returned to the pizza place, nor had she gone to
the other restaurant in the village.
    He tried her office. Her SUV wasn’t in the lot. The grocery
store had a few customers, none of them her. She wasn’t at the community center
either.
    Could she have made friends with one of the village women
and gone to that lady’s place for some girl talk and giggles about what was
going to happen tomorrow night?
    Alexandra had warned him that he wouldn’t be able to stop
it.
    Okay, so he couldn’t. However, that didn’t mean he’d have to
join in.
    Shoulders bunched, Daniel went to the barracks, grateful he
had his own quarters. His room wasn’t much bigger than a prison cell, but at
least he didn’t have to sleep next to a bunch of other sex-starved guys.
    He punched his pillow and jerked from side to side on his
narrow bunk, trying to get comfortable. Impossible. He kept thinking of
Alexandra, the hunger he’d seen on her face for him. Only him. It had lasted a
fraction of a second before she’d invited his crew to enjoy her.
    Daniel threw his pillow across the room. It hit his alarm
clock, knocking it to the floor. The digital numbers went crazy, blinking in
time to his sprinting pulse and racing thoughts.
    Nat, Red and Junior would definitely show up at Alexandra’s
place tomorrow. They’d made that quite clear. However, that didn’t mean they
were going to get everything they expected or wanted.
    Daniel grabbed his cell phone and placed his call to make
certain of it.

Chapter Four
     
    Saturday arrived cold and dark with the threat of snow.
    Perspiration clung to Alexandra’s neck and back. She’d been
cleaning for hours as she’d