He raised an eyebrow at me and swung againnding the next hit in the same ce on my other leg. I


    had expected him to hit with the entire length of the leather. He didn’t. Damien snapped the flogger


    each time kissing the skin with the implement.


    “Thank you, Damien.”


    The snap of the flogger was apanied by the sting each time. It was a strange sensation, like an


    itch you can’t quite scratch. The soundsing from my mouth could easily be described as a mix


    between pleasure and pain. I found myself raising up to meet the snaps involuntarily.


    The men noticed and I felt their hands on my arms and my stomach further securing me to the bed. It


    was strange and unexpected that the gentle touch made me feel protected and cocooned. My muscles


    stopped straining against the rope and I rxed further with each strike.


    “Will you bite me?” Damien asked simply when he had reached the top of my thighs.


    “No, Damien,” I panted almost wanting more.


    Evan’s and Bane’s hands had been on my torso and they slowly dragged them up across my


    prominent nipples until four sets of hands rested on my arms.


    I Looked up into their eyes and saw heat. They wanted this, the moaning woman beneath them, taking


    the pain they offered with absolute trust. ALL of them Looked hungry and animalistic as they Looked


    down at my bound form.


    The next strike was so strange and unexpected I cried out. My focus readjusted to the dangerous man


    standing between my legs. Damien had flicked the Lashes to Land on the soft rounded globe under my


    nipple.


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    “Will you bite me?” he asked as I gazed at him.


    “No, I will not bite you,” I whispered as he slowly drew his arm back.


    I expected the mark this time on the opposite breast and moaned as each strand of leather caressed


    and then bit the supple skin.


    He asked the question again and again; I answered as many times as he asked. Each p on my


    breasts required the same promise.


    “No matter what I put between your lips I won’t feel teeth, will I?” He asked dipping his fingers between


    my Legs.


    My answer was cut short as he pinched my clit. The garbled sound that came out did not please him.


    Damien made me answer again as he continued to y with my engorged clit.


    “No, Damien, I will not bite you,” I promised and his fingers slid down.


    Two fingers nimbly fucked me as I panted on the bed. I was so wet down there his fingers made a


    steady slurping sound as they exited each time. My face and chest were flush with embarrassment and


    Lust.


    “Put me on my knees, Damien,” I offered, “Let me suck you until you cum in my throat. I promise you


    won’t feel my teeth.”


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    Damien’s stripes darkened and his teeth dropped down. That offer was what he wanted to hear.


    My arms were released from the central pole, but not from bondage. They were still bound together as


    Kein used the rope to pull me so I sat on the edge of the bed.


    “As much as I like the rope,” he said undoing the knots, “I do not Like it when your breasts are hidden


    from me,” he grinned.


    “Bind them behind her back,” Damien offered with his teeth still visible. “I want her to remember the


    Lesson as she devours my cock.”