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fair,” she whined breathlessly.
    “Who’s in control, Katerina?”
    “You, Jax.”
    “I say it’s perfectly fair. Give me another one. And this time, stay quiet until I permit otherwise.”
    Internally, she growled with indignation. But she wouldn’t fail again. If Jax wanted another orgasm from her, she’d give him one. She’d give him twenty if it was his will. Good thing she excelled under pressure.
    The friction of the vibrator on her clitoris burned. Her head demanded she shout her safe word to end the pain, but her body refused to surrender to any demand other than Jax’s.
    If she were truly in pain, would her arousal drip from her legs? If she couldn’t take any more, would her pussy tremble as another climax began to build?
    She had to prove to Jax that she could accept his dark needs. Didn’t he understand her needs were just as dark?
    She closed her eyes and ceased her battle for control. Her fingers went lax and she turned her head, resting her cheek on the blanket. The sensation of floating on clouds returned. It was as if she’d taken an extra dose of her antianxiety meds and then drunk an entire bottle of gin—but without the nausea. Warm maple syrup replaced the blood in her veins. She was high. Higher than she’d ever flown.
    On some level she registered Jax’s fingers digging into her ass, pinching and massaging, yet part of her consciousness was no longer inside her body. It hovered right outside her physical shell, making room for Jax’s powerful energy to burrow a place inside her soul.
    Had she really thought they were only playing wicked games? How could she have gone her whole life never knowing this feeling could exist?
    He pulled his cock from her body, but she didn’t move a muscle. Didn’t make a sound. A jingle of metal sounded a second before the whack of his leather belt seared the flesh of her butt cheek. Her vaginal walls rippled in a mini-orgasm, but she remained quiet and still. He whipped the other cheek and then smacked the sensitive flesh of her upper thighs, one after the other, without a moment’s rest.
    He stopped, and the belt clanged to the floor. The scent of pine intensified as he dropped his chest to her back and breathed heavily in her ear.
    Had he come?
    Was it over?
    She didn’t dare ask. He hadn’t given her permission.
    His tongue laved the shell of her ear, and he nibbled on her lobe.
    Oh, she liked that.
    His teeth grazed her neck down to her collarbone. He was an untamed wild jungle cat toying with its food, and she was the main course.
    Both his hands wrapped around her neck and squeezed. A couple more contractions fluttered in her pussy. Jax wouldn’t abuse her trust. To demonstrate her submission, she relaxed her neck even further, pushing her trachea into the cup of his hands. He emitted a tremulous sigh.
    He raked the fingers of one hand into her hair and snapped her neck back, sinking his teeth into the flesh of her neck hidden by her hair and holding her prisoner with his bite. His other hand slid down her backside to her labia, and he plunged his fingers into her depths. Once. Twice. Then they were gone, and his fingers delved between the cheeks of her bottom, saturating the skin there with her arousal. He released his bite, moved off her back to stand behind her, and spread her cheeks.
    He hadn’t lied when he said he’d see and touch her most intimate places.
    While she’d experimented with anal sex in the past, the men hadn’t inspected the area as she sensed Jax was doing at the moment. Yet she wasn’t embarrassed. He wanted to see what he controlled, and her sole job was to submit to his perusal without hesitation. Besides, she didn’t have anything he hadn’t seen before.
    A finger breached the entrance, slowly exploring the passage, sliding back and forth. It burned slightly, but no more than her poor abused clitoris. He added a second finger, and then the burn transformed into a blazing fire, the fullness strange and, at the