Claimed By The Alpha by Sassa Daniels

Author:Sassa Daniels [Daniels, Sassa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-11T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Sadie’s fingers shook as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. It wasn’t fear running through her veins, but nervous anticipation. She was pleased Marco had come up with a possible way for her to alleviate her frustrations, even if she wasn’t entirely sure this would work. Having the tension spanked and fucked right out of her wasn’t something she’d ever considered. But, of course, she’d never been with a man like Marco before. He was far more dominant than anyone else she’d dated. Plus, of course, he was a shifter, which meant he had some understanding of what it felt like to have an abundance of energy swirling through your veins.

When she finally managed to get her blouse off, she went to work on the zipper of her pants. As she fumbled, she was grateful Marco wasn’t trying to hurry her along. He displayed what she suspected was uncharacteristic patience as he waited for her to remove her clothes. Eventually, she wrestled her pants off and divested herself of her lacy underwear.

“I’m ready,” she announced as she stood naked before him.

He raised an eyebrow as he looked at the pile of clothing she’d left on the floor. Her first instinct was to snatch up the clothes and place them neatly on a chair, but he’d told her she was running the show and she wanted to put that to the test. So she left her things lying there in a messy heap and waited to see what he would say. As it happened, he said nothing. Instead, he bent down, snatched up her clothes, and went to put them in a neat pile on the bed. Then he turned to her.

“Make yourself comfortable on the bench.”

He might have given her the freedom to choose what happened here, but there was still a note of command in his voice. He probably couldn’t soften it if he tried. It sent a tingle down Sadie’s spine and she immediately went to the bench. Although she’d already inspected it from every angle, she still eyed it with caution. Crafted from black metal and red leather, it had two cushioned pads for her to kneel on. They would keep her legs spread apart. Her upper body would be draped over a long, narrow surface and there was a place to rest her head. It was a cross between massage table and medieval torture device. Sadie could see from the way the bench was constructed it could be adjusted in various ways, but she wasn’t about to waste time messing about with an unfamiliar piece of apparatus. She clambered up onto the bench and got into position.

“Okay, I’m ready,” she said once she’d settled.

Marco came and wrapped one of the leather cuffs around her right arm. She hadn’t appreciated just how stiff the shackle was when she picked it, but she found the way it hugged her reassuring as Marco buckled it tight.

“Feel okay?” he asked.

Sadie rotated her wrist and nodded. “It’s fine.”

She was surprised when Marco drew her arm down to the side and clipped the cuff to a metal ring on the bench.

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