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stare at her, his mate, his female. She stood before him naked and looking so fucking beautiful. He was starving for her.
    “Don’t move.” Vic walked over to the table, smoothed his hand over the table that held the canes, the whips, and all the other implements he’d use from this point on to pleasure his woman. He grabbed the cane, knowing she’d showed interest in it when she’d been touching the toys.
    Walking back toward her, he set the cane down, admired her a bit longer, and knew this woman, this mate, would be it for him. Images of bringing the wooden cane down across her ass and the back of her thighs had his cock hard and throbbing. This room was set up for the things he liked to do sexually, and he was about to experience Elysium, that incredible, intense pleasure and happiness, with his mate. He wanted to kiss and lick at her flesh, feel the beat of that fear and anticipation under his tongue.
    Her ass was lush; the firm high globes had his cock jerking painfully behind his fly. Kitty looked so good pressed against the wall, waiting for him to pleasure her by giving her pain. Vic moved an inch to the right, and saw the side of her breast pressed against the wall. He moved closer to her.
    Above her was a pulley system, one that had a cord to place her just where he wanted her. He grabbed the cord, pulling it down, so that the pulley was lowered. He heard her quick gasp as she glanced up and saw what he was doing.
    “What is that? What do you plan on doing?” The shaky quality of her voice turned him on even more.
    “This will have you bound, stung up for me. And you’ll like it, Kitty,” he whispered. “You’ll like everything I have to give you because you’re my mate and crave it.” He took her hands and lifted them up so he could attach the leather cuffs around her wrists. The height made sure she was forced to rise up on her toes to keep her balance. Vic moved several steps back until he had an unobstructed view of the glorious scene in front of him, the scene that had him palming his cock through his pants, needing to taste her, touch her…claim her.
    Because she was on her toes, her entire body was stretched long, her curves on full display. Vic was going to run his tongue over every inch of her. “You move or speak without me specifically telling you to do just that, and I’ll punish you, Kitty,” he warned. “I’ll punish you so it doesn’t feel good, so that you know you were in the wrong.”
    “You’ll call me Sir, Master, or just Vic,” he said, answering her earlier question and moving closer. He picked up the cane off the table, tightened his fingers around it, and exhaled slowly, telling his wolf to stay calm. Vic pulled his arm back and brought the piece of bamboo forward. The sound of it hitting her flesh, followed by her gasp of pain, had him closing his eyes and groaning in pleasure. His wolf felt alive and free that he was doing this with his mate. The red welt instantly popped out along her creamy flesh, and he couldn’t help himself. He leaned forward and ran his thumb over it. It was raised, hot, erotic.
    He brought the cane down across her ass once more, and she cried out again. He moved to the side so he could see her face when he caned her, so he could see her pain and desire. He smoothed his hand over the marks, soothing her, whispering what a good girl she was being.
    “Tell me how it feels, Kitty,” he whispered.
    “It hurts,” she said and slowly opened her eyes, looking at him. “But the pain morphs into pleasure.
    He groaned in his own euphoric need.
    “I don’t know why I need this, why I want this from you, but I don’t want you to stop.” She said the last part so softly if he hadn’t been a shifter he might not have heard her. “I want more,” she said and kept her gaze on his.
    Vic would give her all she could take and then some. He brought the cane down along the back of her thighs, saw her rise on her toes, and knew she was feeling that