Wild Darkness: Paranormal MF BDSM Romance (Wolves on the Prowl Book 4) Read Free Page A

you,” she said. She gulped and added, “Master.”
    “Then tell me what’s wrong.”
    She found herself hesitating again. She wanted to do what he told her, but she didn’t want him to leave. If she expressed her wishes, would he go? Or stay?
    Tears squeezed out from under her eyelids.
    “Roni.” Her name was gentle admonishment. “You are still learning the rules, and I know your previous experiences were not satisfactory. I swear, darling, that you can trust me.”
    “I want to.”
    “Good.” He wiped away her tears. “Why are you upset?”
    She blurted, “Please don’t go.” Embarrassment swept through her. She sounded so desperate. She wasn’t weak, damn it.
    “I’ll stay with you until you fall asleep,” he said. “But it’s not time for you to know who I am.”
    “I won’t look, Master.”
    He turned her around, and then she heard the rustle of covers. “Get in.”
    She leaned down and felt her way across the bed. When she was settled on a pillow, he crawled in behind her and gathered her into his arms. His erection pressed between her buttocks, and she giggled.
    “You find my torment funny?” he asked.
    “A little.” She squirmed against him, and he groaned. “Let me service you, Master.”
    “No,” he said. “Tonight, I want to hold you.”
    Roni snuggled into his embrace, and protected by his strong arms and stronger will, she fell asleep.
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    R ONI OPENED HER locker and shoved her purse inside. She had a bad case of the butterflies. She’d awakened alone, feeling refreshed. Happy. She found a note in the kitchen. Her master left instructions to wear a dress to work, and to not put on pantyhose or underwear.
    Would he show up? Take her here ?
    Excitement buzzed up her spine. She shut her locker, smiling.
    “Don’t turn around, Roni.”
    Her eyes widened. How had he gotten into the room so quietly? She didn’t move a muscle. Her palm rested on the gray metal door, her knees feeling soft as pudding. She heard the snick of the deadbolt and knew her master had locked them into the small back room. Employee lockers, vending machines, and a card table with foldout chairs occupied the space.
    She didn’t hear him walk across the room, but suddenly, she felt him behind her. He said nothing as he grasped the edge of her dress and pulled it above her hips.
    “You disobeyed me.” He plucked at the black thong.
    Her heart thudded and moisture leaked from her pussy. She couldn’t seem to catch her breath.
    “Take off the underwear.”
    She wiggled off the thong, and he took the panties from her. She stared at the locker, wet and wanting. She heard him breathe in, and then he said, “You smell so good. I can’t wait to taste your pussy again.”
    “Thank you, Master.”
    “I’m going to spank you, Roni.”
    “I deserve punishment, Master.”
    He smacked her ass, hard.
    Sweet pain radiated into her cunt. She bit her lip to keep from gasping. She wondered how long they had before Ann or Johnny knocked on the door. Would they hear her being spanked?
    The idea of them listening made her wetter. The thrill of possibly getting caught was such a turn-on.
    He spanked her again, open-palmed and harder than before.
    She swallowed her moan. She wanted his mouth on her nipples and his cock inside her. She wanted the pain and the pleasure. She wanted someone who understood her darkness, and could keep her in balance with her own nature.
    He swatted her a third time.
    She was panting now, and trying really hard not to squirm. Her nipples were hard, and her breasts ached.
    “Do not pleasure yourself,” he said sternly. “I’ll see you after work.”
    He yanked down her dress and smoothed the material over her raw buttocks. She stared at the locker, her body on fire, and waited until she heard the door shut. Then she shakily sat down in the closest chair. Pain bloomed when her ass made contact on the flat surface.
    The sensation was a lovely reminder of her master. If he had not forbidden her,