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no more than a breath
apart. “You’re a dangerously perceptive little slave.”
    Master Liam nipped her lower lip. His primal bite stung, but
didn’t break the skin.
    Erotic shock quivered through her body.
    He used the flat of his tongue to soothe the small injury
before thrusting his tongue between her parted lips.
    She softened, opening fully for him. Although she wasn’t
stopping to check, she would have bet money her hair had new waves. Her toes
had definitely curled. She angled her neck, inviting deeper penetration.
    He accepted, taking the caress from seductive to
mind-melting. He kissed her until her barriers vanished. The fluffy throw slid
off her shoulders. She straddled his lap, pressing closer. Bound and helpless,
she was achingly aware of the dampness between her legs. Master Liam captured
her totally with nothing more than a kiss.
    He cupped her hip, steadying her. “You do not come without
my express permission. Your climaxes belong to me for as long as I top you even
when we’re away from the club or apart. Understand?”

Chapter Three
     
    “I require my slaves verbalize their responses—saves
misunderstandings.” Liam had a damn good idea how Tiana had come by the nasty
red mark on her delicate skin. He also was pretty sure she had no intention of
confiding any of her troubles to him. She had a great deal to learn about being
his. Whoa, Sir Sterling. She’s not yours. He wasn’t collaring the woman.
He promised Guthrie he’d would top her for the rest of her probationary period,
if she agreed, and she damn well would because he wasn’t giving her a choice.
    Tiana nodded again, adding, “I understand. I only want to
please you, Sir.”
    “Prettily done.” No doubt those big brown eyes and sweet
manner had worked for her before. He had no intention of playing fair or taking
it easy. His gut said she’d been coddled plenty. He always trusted his instinct
when it came to subs, horses and the rest of the world. All that tiptoeing
around her feelings had done was left her clutching everything ugly and scary
to her gorgeous chest. That ended now.
    The first three clasps of her corset popped open at his
touch, exposing more of her distracting breasts.
    Tiana tried to scoot off his lap. “Nymph.”
    He kept his right hand around her hip and left his palm
where it was—between her firm mounds, but he didn’t chase her and he didn’t
unfasten anything else. “You want to keep the corset fastened.”
    “Yes Sir.” She kept her eyes downcast.
    “Eyes on me.” He waited for her compliance before asking,
“Why?”
    “Uh, the corset forces me to practice restraint, Sir.” She
blushed at the admission.
    She was self-aware enough to understand she craved
restraint? Made perfect sense and hardened his already stiff cock past painful.
    “Okay then you may enjoy the constriction while I play with
your nipples.” He refastened the clasps and tucked the lace cups back down
under her pert tips. Thanks to his clamps the rosy tips stayed pebbled.
    “Nothing sweeter than responsive nipples on an obedient
woman.” He cupped the small mounds. They plumped against his palms, hungry for
his attention. He removed the small vises and ran a callused thumb over the
rigid peaks, teasing the taut tips with light plucks, tender pinches and firm
flicks. Her nipples darkened and stiffened into sweet, tight berries.
    “Please, Sir.”
    “Please what?” Liam licked one throbbing nub.
    She arched nearer—a wordless plea.
    He abandoned lapping at the stinging tip to lap at a
just-coloring bruise. “How did this happen?”
    “A tailgater rammed my bumper, Sir.” She rattled off the
explanation on a single exhale and added a reproving glare.
    “When?” He ignored the dirty look, stopped torturing her
nipples and waited for her to explain.
    She swallowed a sigh. “This evening, Sir.”
    He’d already surmised the contusion was recent and her start
at honesty pleased him, but it wasn’t enough. She’d