Ruin by Raven Hush

Author:Raven Hush
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, paranormal, bdsm, series, billionaire, shifters, alpha male, pnr
Publisher: Evernight

Chapter Five

Kiera

The next few weeks passed in a similar fashion. At seven PM every Tuesday evening , I headed into Club Fray for my session with Damon, full of nerves and anticipation.

Each week felt like an experiment, and me his toy for the night.

Sometimes he played with pain, sometimes with pleasure. Occasionally he created a head-spinning mixture of both, as though he was testing my mettle to see if his kinks matched my body and mind.

I grew accustomed to having my arms extended in those chains hanging from the roof to the cuffs on my wrists, the odd flicks around my ankles while he played with me. I never could get accustomed to that blasted light. On top of all the things I learned about Damon Blake’s broad array of kinks, he taught me how to orgasm properly.

I had no idea how powerful pleasure could be until he showed me.

Cold hands told me my night would be a discovery tour of all the ways my body reacted to his brand of pain; warm hands were for pleasure. Damon’s passion and desire overflowed into me until I spent those nights trembling in my chains, crying out over and over again.

I learnt to submit to his will, and my body to his needs.

In reward, for a few hours every week, I got lost in my head while he played my body like an instrument in need of tuning to his tastes.

And every week, I met him at the bar, cool and collected, as much as I could be on the outside. When I left, I tried not to stumble at the door on the way to my car. More than once, Damon tried to get me to use an Uber, but I needed the drive home to pull myself back together.

By the time I fell into my own bed halfway across the city, my thighs still trembled with the after-shocks of what he did to me, the last I would see of him all week.

No, nothing could be so simple.

My dreams were haunted by his harsh laugh when I cried and writhed for him, aching for the touch of his cool, clever hands or the deep primal growl that rose in his chest when I came from the pressure of his fingers between my legs while he sucked at my breasts and teased my nipples with his tongue.

Once a week for three weeks I ceased being Kiera and became his plaything, looking forward to those few hours every Tuesday night until my feet hit the club’s threshold again.

This week’s instructions were simple. Wear the black-and-silver empire cut minidress he sent to me with the red-and-blue ribbon that came with it. The hair accessory was an Alice band in the same colors. That kept my hair off my face and let it flow back over my shoulders.

Matching bracelets, each a piece of matching striped ribbon for each color with a tiny stud on the inside, lay beneath the dress in its glossy black box.

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