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music to his ears.
    “Ready to beg?” He flicked his tongue back and forth.
    “No.” Her voice sounded strained as she pulled at her hands.
    He lifted his head. “Not bad. Pretty good control. Let’s try this.” He thrust his middle finger deep inside her quivering pussy. She gasped and whimpered. He stroked her slow but kept her from cresting.
    She arched her head and choked back a cry. Her chest heaved, bringing his gaze to her tits. Each breath sent the pair jiggling. With difficulty, he returned his attention to her face and absorbed every expression, every shudder as he fingerfucked her.
    “Bondage is only one form of control, my sweet beginner. This is another. Let’s see how controlled you can be.” He added a second finger and stroked faster and deeper.
    Caitie’s breath whooshed out. She rolled her head side to side. Her body was on fire. She ached, and she throbbed like a cat in heat. Holding back the need to come was painful. She tried to keep from crying out, from moaning, but he was taking away her choice. She wanted to cry, yet at the same time, his mastery thrilled her.
    “Ready to scream and beg?”
    Staring into his eyes, she knew she was fighting a losing battle. Didn’t he understand she needed to keep something for herself? “No. Sir. You can. Make me. Can’t stop. You.” Each word exploded out of her. She’d be damned if she gave him what he wanted. He might control her body, but no man controlled her mind. “I let you—do this. That’s. Enough.”
    “I’ll have all of you, little sub. All or nothing.”
    She fisted her hands and wished she could grab him and force him to take her completely. She couldn’t stop from whimpering when he once again found that dime-sized sweet spot inside.
    “Cheating,” she gasped, trying to hold on to the hair-thin thread of control.
    “But you like it. Say you want to come. Beg, sweet Belle.” He rolled her clit between his fingers and, at the same time, pressed harder against her G-spot.
    The flare of pain combined with pure pleasure set off explosions deep inside. God, who was she kidding? This man could do anything, and she’d let him. Because he was right. Giving up control so far had given her the best sex of her life. Her small act of rebellion fell like the walls of Jericho.
    “Yes!” The admission tore from her throat. Her head felt light from lack of air that came from holding her breath and trying not to give in, and her entire body buzzed as though a swarm of bees had flown a path from head to toes. Her emotions were in turmoil, and her control stretched to the breaking point. The beast had tamed Belle.
    “I need you. Need to come. Are you happy?” She needed Damon, her Dom, her beast, and the pleasure he gave, even if it meant giving him what he demanded—her all.
    “For now, little sub. For now.” He removed his fingers and plunged his cock deep into her pussy.
    The shock, the thrill of his finally filling her sent her over the edge. Everything around her turned white and silent except for her scream of surrender. She shook and trembled beneath the force of the spasms tearing through her. The spasms went on and on, taking her higher.
    Damon leaned over and kissed her gently. By the time she came back to total awareness, her hands, legs and feet were free. Good lord, he’d sent her over the edge just by ramming his cock inside. He hadn’t moved and hadn’t come. Just filled her and joined them. She panted.
    “More,” she begged, feeling him throb inside her.
    He lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulder. “Look at me, Caitlin.” He pulled her hips closer, slid his palms beneath her ass, and lifted.
    Caitie couldn’t have taken her eyes off him had she tried. His face was taut with tension. Lines bracketed his mouth, his lips compressed from holding himself back. His nostrils flared as he drew in a deep breath. Here was a man in total control, yet she sensed he was about to lose himself in her as much as she’d