past the point of tolerance and soared into something numbing, almost pleasurable. What was happening to her? Her core flooded with need, and she unsuccessfully tried to wiggle her bottom. The restraints stopped her from moving an inch, but she wanted, needed him to touch her. Touch her where she needed it most.
“Oh God,” she moaned. So confused. So turned on. So desperate to feel.
“She’s ready, Mason,” Rafe said, and then Shelby heard him walking away again.
Mason looked at her. The indecision warring in his eyes would’ve confused her even more if she cared to think about it at the moment. What did he have to be confused about? He wasn’t the one aching for release.
“Pet,” he whispered as he stroked her sweat-soaked hair. “You are doing wonderfully. Tell me what you need. I have to hear it.”
“I-I.” She didn’t know what she needed, but she was burning for it.
“You can stop at any time, sweetness, and not be punished. We can stop now and resume next week with the following scene, or we can continue right now with this one. I’m giving you the choice. If we move on, I’m going to take what I want. Do you understand me?” The look in his eyes burned with desire so strong that her knees would’ve given out if she’d been standing.
Her body shook. She could stop now and be free to come back next week or she could continue on and satisfy the aching void that had suddenly filled her, consumed her. Rafe’s loud boots announced he’d returned to stand behind her, but he waited for her to reply.
There was only one answer. She knew logically she should fight it, but she didn’t want to. It was the only answer to give.
“Please don’t stop,” she whispered while looking into Mason’s eyes. Then something new landed so hard on her bottom that the air locked in her lungs.
Chapter Four
Mason had to fight every urge in his body to take the flogger away from Rafe and fuck Shelby right here on the bench. She was the strongest submissive he’d witnessed in a long while, and his dick was so hard it could drive nails. But it wasn’t only sexual desire for the woman that he felt. It’d been three years since a sub made it this far with Rafe, and a sense of pride also washed over him that it was Shelby who’d accomplished that feat.
Squatting in front of her forced her not to look away from him, but it also made it terribly uncomfortable for his erection, which was trapped in his leathers. He’d tolerated it as long as he could, but now that she’d given the go-ahead not to stop, he wasn’t going to protect her from her effects any longer. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. She looked down as he wrapped one hand around it, so he took his other hand and pulled her head back up by her hair. Just because he couldn’t take her didn’t mean he wouldn’t be able to fully enjoy the display of her.
“You’re so amazing, Shelby,” he breathed.
She whimpered, and he knew she was just as turned on as he was. He smelled her arousal, her glistening inner thigh taunting him with what he couldn’t have.
Then Rafe altered the angle of the next blow, lightly tapping her. She screamed and bucked.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God. Please!”
Rafe had let the crop land gently on her pussy, and Mason knew how fast that’d throw a woman over the edge. He wasn’t ready for her to come. Not yet. And she hadn’t wanted another man touching her. Granted, it wasn’t Rafe’s hand, but for Mason it was too much. He wasn’t ready to give that power to another man. She was his possession, no one else’s.
“No,” Mason growled as he stood slightly and leaned over Shelby’s back to snatch the crop from Rafe, but his dick brushed against the side of Shelby’s head in the process, and something warm encased it.
Mason groaned, tossed the crop across the floor, and grabbed Shelby’s hair with both hands to pull her heavenly mouth off his cock.
“Baby, you don’t have to do that.” He should chastise her for doing something without being told, but Jesus, he didn’t want her to stop. He had to force himself to be reasonable.
“Please, Master.”
Oh shit. She needed, and he’d give it to her. He was powerless to stop, his own aching body demanding nothing less.
He looked at Rafe. “You’re