need. The things theyâd doneâ¦the very dark, unspeakable thingsâ¦had drawn her shame from her and then burnt it away.
But it wasnât through kindness. So when Ricardo cupped her chin gently and tipped up her face, she was confusedâuntil he caressed her cheek with the hard, silver buckle that he held in his other hand.
Her pulse quickened, and her pussy vibrated with need.
âYou know where you belong,â Ricardo said in a voice that was as hard as steel. âYou know who you belong to. Say it.â
âIâ¦â She swallowed, hard.
âIt is my fault that I left you unattended,â Ricardo said. âI thought I was doing the right thing by cutting ties with you. I thought that would keep you safe. But it hasnât, and now we must face that our lives are tied together. For endangering you, I apologize. But for the restâ¦â
His hand slid down her neck until his fingers rested lightly around her throat, her hair falling against his arm. His skin was warm, and she could feel his pulseâstrong and regular, unlike her ownâthrough his fingertips.
Then he tightened his grip.
âFor the rest I do not apologize. Nod if you understand me.â
He wasnât cutting off her air, not completely, but she could feel how vulnerable she was, how easily he could crush her windpipe or choke off her breath. But he would never do that. She knew it like she knew that outside, the moon was rising above the hills. She nodded, and he tightened his fingers further. Her hips rocked in response, and her legs parted of their own accord, traitors to her own will. Why it was erotic, she didnât understand, but when he used his hand to lift her, never letting go of her neck, she stood on trembling legs.
Now she was looking up into his unknowable eyes.
âI did not empty my seed inside you yet,â Ricardo said. âI took your mouth because it is mine to take. I took your ass because it is mine to use as I please. Nod if you understand.â
She didnât hesitate this time, the memory of that act imprinted on her mind, replayed a thousand times deep in the nights ever since. Fucking her deep and hard, using her, making her come with raucous, ungraceful abandon while he pounded her ass, something sheâd never expected to be able to bear.
She nodded vigorously.
âI made you come.â
There wasnât any point to agreeing; they both knew it was true.
âBut I didnât breed you, querida . I didnât yet take your gorgeous cunt.â At last, he relaxed his grip, taking his hand from her throat and running his fingers gently through her hair. She breathed deeply, letting the air fill her lungs. âDo you know why?â
âN-no.â
âNoâ¦who?â
She shuddered: how could she have forgotten, the suggestion that had been an order? âNo, Sir.â
He nodded. âBetter, thank you. The reason I didnât yet take you all the way is because I canâtânot without everything between us changing. And because I have not yet earned that right.â A look of pain flashed through his eyes. âI did not keep you safe. I did not protect you. And so, while I may control you, I have not yet earned the right to claim you. The distinction may seem a small one. But I assure you, it is notânot to me.â
He let go of her hair, and it fell around her face, the strands brushing against her skin. Even that tiniest sensation was magnified in the aura of her breathless need. But his words had also had an effect on her.
She didnât know what he meant by things between them changing, but she also knew intuitively that despite the extreme nature of the sexual acts in which they had so far taken part, they were merely dancing around the edge of a cliff over which each had their own reasons not to fall. She had done things willingly with Ricardo that sheâd never dreamed she would do with any manâand her