No Love Lost (Masters & Mercenaries The Forgotten #5) - Lexi Blake Page 0,152

on. It bit into her flesh and made her grit her teeth, but there was something about the pain that made her hot, too. She could feel it in her pussy, feel herself getting slick and wet.

“I’ve got a bit of a sadistic streak when it comes to you, my love,” Beck admitted. “But I promise I’m going to keep it to the dungeon from now on.”

“What are you talking about?”

He cupped her other breast, giving it the same treatment. “I’m talking about taking my anger out on the one person I should protect above all others. Except Roman. He’s up there with you. I’m saying I don’t ever want to hurt you the way I did. I’ve worked hard for seven years to make sure I don’t. You’re safe with me.”

Safe? She’d thought she was safe with him and the minute she’d proven inconvenient he’d tossed her aside like a piece of fucking garbage. His words made her stop.

His actions made her body go liquid. He was kissing her breast, biting it softly and getting her ready for the clamp.

She hissed when the teeth bit into her nipple. She wanted to sink into the feeling, to float along, but he was being every bit the sadist he claimed to be. “Fuck you, Beck.”

His eyes were on her breasts, as though studying his work. “I didn’t think I got the clamps too tight. Did I?”

He was such a bastard. “Stop talking about the past.”

His eyes came up, holding hers. “Fine. Let’s talk about your clit.”

That was better. It was certainly a safer subject. And it was good to know he wasn’t serious. If Beck was serious about something, he rarely let himself be sidetracked. “My clit wouldn’t mind some attention.”

He turned and she was treated to a delicious view of his back. His strong back. When they’d been married she would wrap her arms around him and feel the muscles of his back, the long line of his spine, and she had felt safe with him.

She wanted to feel that way, but how stupid would she be if she walked back into that fire again?

You’re playing around the edges. You know you’ll fall in and you’ll burn up this time.

Beck had gone to the mystery tray again, and this time he came back with a chain in his hands. “This is for you, too.”

She gasped as he gently pulled on the ring of her clamp and attached one end of the chain. When he attached the second part of the chain, he released it and she felt the drag against her nipples. She bit her lip against the ache the weight caused.

It brought her right back to that nice place where she didn’t worry about anything but how good it felt to have Beck touch her. She still had hours before she would have to even think about the future again.

“I thought we were supposed to talk about my clit.” Every word made the chain move slightly, and she felt it in her nipples.

He moved in, his left hand disappearing while his right came up around her throat. “I would never forget your clit.”

Her whole body reacted to the buzzing sensation that simulated her clit when he ran his finger across her pussy. “What the hell?”

“It’s a small vibe that fits on my finger. But what it lacks in size, it makes up in power.”

Her breasts bounced and she was trapped between the pleasure from the vibe and the bite at her nipples.

“Oh, you like that, don’t you?” He was looking right into her eyes, that gaze of his piercing her.

She liked how close he was, that she could almost kiss him. She loved how she was on the edge, caught between pleasure and a pain that defined the pleasure in a way she’d never felt before.

God, she could get in so deep with this. If they could have this…maybe they could keep a small connection. Maybe.

“You won’t let me talk about the past, so let’s talk about the future,” he whispered. “I want you to stay with me in Dallas.”

She shook her head to clear it because that wasn’t what she’d expected. “What?”

She shuddered as he stroked her with the vibe.

“I want to throw out the three-month thing. We don’t need it. We need to acknowledge that we were always supposed to be together.”

“Again with the fuck you.” What was he trying to do?

He sighed and stepped back, taking away the pleasure part of her torture. His hand came