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held her chin in his hand. When Malcolm touched her, her entire body was aflame with emotions coursing through her, taking over, and claiming her.
    “I’m sorry,” she said.
    “Don’t be sorry for being jealous.”
    The club fell away, and she stared at the man before her.
    “You’re not mine to be jealous over.”
    For several seconds, he stared into her eyes, and she wondered if he was fighting his own feelings for her.
    Don’t be stupid.
    Malcolm was one of the most popular Doms in Club Corruption, and she didn’t see him changing who he was for her.
    The spell was broken for a second as he lifted her hands above her head and locked them into the hook.
    She was bound and exposed for all to see, but right here and right now, it was just the two of them. Malcolm moved behind her, placing his palm against her stomach.
    “Look out at the crowd.”
    Staring over the crowd, she struggled to see them in the bright light cast on the stage.
    “I see them, and I see the men wanting to be me, touching you, getting ready to punish you. You’ve not been a bad girl though, have you? You’ve always been a good girl, and you’ve not let another man punish you.”
    From the moment she’d seen Malcolm, been with him as a submissive, she’d not wanted anyone else. She’d denied every other Dom in the club so that Malcolm would see she wanted only to be with him. He was the one man she wanted.
    The shifter inside him didn’t scare her. She adored him with all of her heart. At first, it had started out as mere curiosity. Then over time, she’d become aware of her body’s reaction to his touch.
    “Why don’t you let another touch you?” he asked, biting her ear.
    She gasped, closing her eyes at the intense pleasure rushing through her body at the bite of pain.
    This was what it was like to be with him, to want more than just the pain he gave her. This was what it felt like to want him, and only him.

    Malcolm saw past the lights. He saw the envy on most of the men’s faces. Madison was one of the women that was a mystery to most of the men. She’d come to the club as a perfect submissive and a Painslut. Within a night, she’d changed, and he’d been aware it was the day she saw him on stage. After she saw him, she’d come to the stage like she was now, and she’d never done a scene with another Dom.
    He liked it.
    She was his own little toy to play with. Stroking a hand over her stomach, he bit her ear once again, hard enough to cause pain and draw blood. He kept his beast at bay, but he hadn’t been able to stop that bite.
    One time he lost control with his beast, and he’d killed someone. He wasn’t going to do it again, and he pushed the violent memories away. This was not the time to think about the shit he’d been through. He couldn’t let his animal out, so he didn’t turn.
    Sliding his hand down her stomach, the tips of his fingers grazed over the fine hairs decorating her pussy. The scent of her juicy cunt was thick in the air. His mouth watered for a taste.
    Another aspect of playing he denied himself was allowing himself an orgasm with a woman. He played, he brought them to climax, but he always took care of his own needs. There was no way he was ever going to put a woman at risk with his carnal need to dominate.
    “Answer my question, Madison.”
    “I’m no one else’s to touch.”
    Fuck, she knew just what to say to get to him. He hadn’t for a second believed she wanted him so badly. With her arousal heavy in the air like it always was, it was the truth.
    She didn’t belong to anyone else.
    Mine.
    Closing his eyes, he counted to ten in order to gain control of the monster inside him.
    I won’t hurt her.
    Mate.
    Enough!
    Plunging his fingers into her pussy, he moaned as her cream soaked his fingers. He wanted to fall to his knees before her, lift her legs up, and lick the cream from her cunt. Instead of worshipping her in ways he never had a woman, he lifted his fingers, and licked the cream