The Prince's Raven (Games of Power Book 1) by Kay McClayne

Author:Kay McClayne [McClayne, Kay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Embolden Books
Published: 2024-12-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29

Raven

Iwas flying. The thermals that held up my wings were the sensations swelling, rising and falling in my body as Caelan played with me like his little toy. The pain had grown big enough to force out thought. I no longer knew my own name. I knew only his name. I remembered only the words to say to beg for more.

They tumbled from my lips as blood droplets rolled down my chest and stomach in neat lines. The dungeon air tickled my open wounds, sharp as cold breath on raw flesh. My thighs felt hot and thick where he’d whipped them. My legs shook from the effort of standing and I felt grateful for the chains that held me up. I could have kissed them in gratitude, debasing myself without loss of pride, if Caelan had told me to.

But right now, it was something else he wanted.

I’d seen the moment he changed. The moment his hazel eyes became cold. The hesitation had left his movements. He prowled around me like a lion around his prey, owning the small cell where he held me. Owning me. Owning every object in the room, including the thin wooden cane on the table.

Heady anticipation flooded me as he placed the bloodied knife down and lifted the cane. He whipped it experimentally; it moved so fast, it became a blur. My heart skipped a beat at the whooshing sound it made as it cut the air.

Caelan rounded on me. The grin on his face was cruel, yet somehow also full of joy. Maybe it was his eyes—the red specks in the hazel seemed to dance like sparks coming off a fire. “You ready, my little toy?”

My heart skipped another beat. I found I was more ready than I’d ever been for anything in my life. My normal walls and defenses were down, shattered by his blows. It was all I could do to nod.

The cane descended on my skin. I heard the whoosh of the air parting before I felt the hit on my thigh in the swollen, sensitive place he’d already whipped. The pain came after, bursting through me in an explosion as hot and sudden as the Mother’s Womb erupting.

There was no time to recover from one before the next blow came. Intensity swelled as the cane descended over and over, marking me with lines as hot as fire.

Caelan did not confine his blows to my thighs as he had with the whip. I never knew where the next blow would fall.

The thin wood snapped against my bleeding breast before, a moment later, stinging on my oh-so-sensitive thighs. My ribs sang the song of pain before the cane bit the trail of blood he’d carved just above my most sensitive place.

Heat pulsed beneath my skin like a throbbing beat. The rush of the cane through air preceded the flush of stinging agony that followed. I felt as though my skin were splitting open. Did the cane draw blood or did it only

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.