Oath of Possession (Deviant Doms #6) Read Online Jane Henry

Categories Genre: Action, Alpha Male, Crime, Drama, Erotic, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Deviant Doms Series by Jane Henry
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74035 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
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She's my little captive.

With her wrists unfastened they hang by her sides. "Clothes off." I sit only inches from her and watch. She blinks at me and doesn't make a move to obey. I almost imagine she shakes her head, barely perceptibly. She wants to defy me but fears the consequences.

I grab her waist and yank her in front of me. I tug at her flimsy clothes, letting them fall to the floor like torn paper. Being stripped seems to unleash something within her.

I pick up her clothes and toss them into the fireplace. She won't need them again.

"You've already earned a punishment for your disobedience, haven't you?"

“I—”

Before she can respond I grab her waist and yank her over my lap. She knows my plan and quickly tries to stop me. She recoils and squirms and pushes. “Let me up! No! Let me go!”

I’m ready, though. In seconds, I pin her legs with mine and throw my arm across her lower back to hold her in place. I find perverse pleasure in the challenge. I’ll enjoy taking this out of her by force better than any other way.

So fucking sue me for being a sadist.

I slam my palm against her perfect ass. Glad that she's looking at the floor because I'm unable to mask my face that shows I like what I see. She's slender but curvy in the right places, two little dimples in the small of her back I want to kiss and lick in reverence. Her ass is full and heart-shaped, now bearing the pink imprint of my palm, and I want to worship that, too. She has long, slender legs and her dainty feet kick every time my palm slams against her naked skin. Before I yanked her over my lap, I noted perfect, round breasts with pretty little blush nipples I can’t wait to lick and suck.

Here in the woods, we're alone. We might as well be on another planet.

She stoically doesn't respond at first, but I can feel her struggling. I wonder if she can feel how aroused this makes me.

I don't fucking care. I hope she does.

"What was that for?" she grates out.

"Because you lied to me. You said you haven't had sex with Gray in two weeks. Dated video footage I got this afternoon says otherwise."

She slumps over my knee, guilt-ridden if ever I've seen it. I give her six more hard slaps. I’m not sure why she lied, but I am sure she won’t do it again.

"Anything else you wanna confess to?" It would be convenient while she's over my knee.

"I used birth control. I'm definitely not pregnant.” She says it like it’s a dirty word.

"Then why did you lie to me about something so stupid?" She doesn't answer but only shakes her head from side to side, her hair falling about her face and kissing the floor. I don't like that she doesn't answer when I ask her a question. I give her another hard slap where her ass meets her thighs.

"Because I'm trying to deny that I had anything to do with an asshole," she says, her voice tense. "I hate that I let him take advantage of me. And I hate even more that you saw us having sex."

I rest my palm on her heated skin while I speak to her. "What do you think Sergio would do with that footage?”

She knows exactly what he’d do, and so do I.

Vivia makes a sound like a strangled sob. "You know exactly what he’d do," she says angrily, but she can't hide the emotion in her voice. "I'm flawed now. I'm useful to no one. They can't use me to marry off, they can't use me as property. I’m worthless to them.” Her voice catches at the end, and as she says this, I wonder if this isn't part of her reasoning. Maybe she wants them to know that she can no longer be used as a pawn.

I have other questions to ask her that are more important than this. That was only to satisfy my curiosity.

"Texts were sent to an unknown person disclosing Marialena's whereabouts, how many bodyguards she had with her, and where she would be found. The weak links in Castle security. They were sent from your phone. Answer me honestly, or this punishment gets a lot worse."

One might think that a barehanded spanking on bare skin doesn't hurt that much, but they would be wrong. When I strike her just the right way little fingerprint-shaped marks rise on her skin. Welts. She screams in agony. She has sensitive, tender skin, and her body reacts instantly to the pain.

"I didn't know any messages like that were sent from my phone," she says.

I give her another slight slap. "And how do I know that to be true?”

"I never saw them. So maybe you could check to see if the texts were deleted after being sent? Because it wasn't me."


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