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didn’t break then. You think this even touches what I’ve seen in my life? A spanking is nothing. I can take a beating that would make a man cry like a child.”
    “It’s not just about being beaten. That you think it is proves how little you know.” I turn to walk away, disgusted by her ignorance.
    “Teach me. Please.” She drops to her knees in front of me, hands fluttering over my feet, not daring to touch them. The last thing I expected was for this proud, fierce woman to beg.
    I suspected she was a submissive before, but I am certain now. She’s fighting for it, but where does the arrogance come from?
    Unshed tears swim in her eyes. “Please. I’m not just doing this for me. It’s for my sister. I need this, need you. I need you, Darko. I’ll do anything.”
    I get it.
    She’s not arrogant because she’s judging us. She’s arrogant because she’s judging herself—for liking this world. It clearly turns her on, yet for some reason she thinks we’re bad for Tessa.
    “It means this much to you?”
    She nods.
    I’m drawn to her so strongly the sensation tugs me into a squat to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. The way she cares about her family, that protectiveness snuggling the line of stupidity, reminds me of myself. I would do anything to keep my family safe as well. She’s wrong about us, but if she knows nothing, that’s to be expected. She could be amazing with the right training.
    I want to train her.
    But she’s so new. Am I insane to take on a sub with no experience? Her body responds beautifully, but if she tries to get a membership and fails, I’ll lose time on mine—anywhere from two weeks to six months. I could lose months from my membership, but the time spent teaching her might be worth it. Her strength shines from her eyes, even while humbled before me. How many years have I longed for someone like her to walk into my life? Passionate, fiery, strong in her own right. Someone who understands doing whatever it takes when it comes to family.
    Something about her sparks a feeling in me I haven’t felt before, an undeniable interest that makes me want to teach her despite it all. And yet, a moment ago the thought of me seeing her breasts nearly made her run away.
    “Stand at the foot of the bed with your hands flat on the mattress.”
    This time, her ass is in the air with no questions asked. Her nature enables her to submit like an experienced sub. But my touch and her own nudity nearly undid her. At least two Dominants will be touching her to test her for a membership, possibly when she’s naked. If she fails this test, I will not coach her.
    “Do not move.” She presses her ass against my cock when I grind against her, gripping her hips, reaching around and lightly tracing the teeth of the zipper on her jeans but not undoing it. Her breath hitches when I move her legs farther apart and explore her inner thighs all the way up to her pussy. She makes no sound when I pinch her ass, so I spread my fingers and slide my palm from her lower back up to grasp the nape of her neck and push her down a little lower. “Do not make a sound.”
    Bare hands on her skin tenses her legs. I push my cock harder against her and explore the sensitive skin of her ribs, varying my touch from soft to firm and demanding. She accepts both extremes, adjusting to give me better access without me having to speak.
    “Stand up.”
    She shivers when I wrap my arms around her, molding our flesh together. Shallow gusts of breath leave her body, and her nipples turn to stiff peaks against my forearms.
    “Lift your arms and clasp your hands behind my neck.”
    She moves into the embrace, exposing the softness of her stomach—something most women have trouble with—and she doesn’t move or say a word when my hands run up and down her belly. But she holds her breath when I palm her small, perfect breasts and work the nipples between my fingertips, squeezing and tugging a little harder than I normally would,