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With lust-heavy eyes, Tess looked over her shoulder. Her lips were split and grimaced thanks to the gag, cheeks ruddy red with passion.

I folded the belt in half, palming the metal buckle. I slapped my palm, wincing at the sting, loving how she panted harder.

I cocked my eyebrow. "Is this punishment enough for fucking another?"

For a moment, she paused. I expected a no. A whimper, a plea to run. Instead, with a sharp blue glint in her eye, she shook her head coyly. She cocked her jaw, body language asking me to remove the gag.

I didn't want to, but obliged.

After I untied it, she sucked in a breath as I lay the drenched tie on the counter. For a millisecond, she didn't speak, intoxicating me with her pants. Then that sexy, dangerous glint appeared again. She snapped, "Don't fucking think about whipping me, you monster. I told you, I don't want this. Let me go."

Oh. My. Fucking. God. Denial. Rape. Anger. Delicious delirium.

My eyes snapped closed and the beast raged to life. "Fuck, esclave. I told you not to tempt me."

My hands curled around the leather, snapping it tight. This perfect woman was about to get the whipping of her life. Then I'd fuck her. Hard.

She let me do unthinkable things to her. She gave me everything I needed and more. She fed both the man and beast and she would never be free again. She was in my cage and I would never open the door. She was the key. The key to my happiness.

Patting her ass, I raised my hand. The moment of anticipation had us both shivering out of control.

I struck.

The belt whistled through air, connecting with her champagne-damp skin with a loud smack.

She moaned and bit her lip, squeezing eyes tight.

My hips jerked on their own accord, fucking air as I struck again and again. Never in the same place twice, I decorated her ass with stripes of red. I couldn't get enough oxygen; my chest rose and fell with every pummel.

I lost control and hit too hard, a small trickle of blood welled. She yelped, moving her ass away, but I held her still. "I'm not done with you yet, Tess. Ten strikes for running. Ten strikes for leaving. And ten strikes for coming back to the monster's den when he willingly set you free." I hardly recognised my own voice, it was so thick with need.

"Too many. I can't do that many." Tears dripped and her entire face was grief-stricken.

"You're the one who wanted dark. I'll give you dark."

And I did.

Thirty pieces of dark.

Thirty strikes of delicious temptation that made my life seem cosmically bright compared to the black I lived in.

Tess screamed and sobbed, but beneath it all was an undercurrent of sexual need. Her wetness trickled down her thigh, thicker, creamier than the champagne. She may hate it, but she loved it.

Once the last kiss smacked her perfect ass, I dropped the belt and in the same second, undid my fly, pushed my pants down, and pulled out my throbbing cock. "Spread," I ordered, pushing her lower back, bending her to my will.

She obeyed, whimpering as my cashmere blazer rubbed against sore skin.

Then she wasn't crying anymore.

I plunged so deep, so fast, her feet left the floor and she slid on the champagne wet counter. "Oh fuck, yes," I grunted.

Her back arched as a delighted scream erupted from her. I wrapped an arm around naked breasts, holding her upright. My hips dug into hers, trying to possess every inch. My cock was hungry, desperate, already rippling with the urge to fill.

She's so tight, so wet.

I slid in and out, thrusting deep until my balls slapped against her.

"Oh, God I've missed this," she cried. "Missed you. Missed the pain."

"Shut up and take it, esclave." I thrust, twisting her nipple, biting her neck. My jaw trembled with the urge to draw blood again. I went wild for her blood. It was the best drug. The elixir of the beast inside.

Her hot, whipped flesh burned my lower belly; I couldn't think of anything else but fucking her. I lost control. Spreading my stance, wrapping fingers around her hips, I gave myself over to darkness.

"Take me, Tess."

"I've already taken you, matre."

I pounded into her, beyond caring her hipbones collided with hard granite, or knees bruised against cabinets. All I focused on was pleasure.

She cried out, thrusting back, urging me to go harder, harder.

I couldn't breathe as a sharp band of release throttled my cock, demanding to spurt into this amazing slave. This woman who turned my world upside down. This woman... the key to my undoing.

I growled like a feral beast as I gave myself over to pleasure. Sensation exploded from my thighs, up my balls, and into my cock. I thrust like a monster with only seconds left to live, filling her with come, marking her, making sure she knew who her master was.

The moment I spurted, she clenched around me. "Fuck, yes, Q. Oh, God. Give it to me. I want you. I want all of you." She came and came, fisting, milking, tearing every drop of come I had to give.

I spasmed and twitched as overbearing intensity replaced hot-arching pleasure, but I couldn't bring myself to stop rocking inside her. I never wanted to leave her hot, dark wetness. It was where I belonged.

She went floppy, breathing like tormented blackbird. My legs grew weak and wobbly. I pulled her into my arms, heading to the floor in one jumble of sweaty, champagne sticky bodies.

She laughed as I laid her on my belly, protecting her nakedness from the cool tiles. Even though depleted, my cock never softened and every wriggle fired new life into it.

Would I ever get enough of her? Would I ever show her how dark I could go?

She went to pull away, but I lassoed arms tighter. "Where do you think you're going?"

"I thought I was crushing you." She wiggled her ass, sending sparks into my balls. After a month of no release, she wouldn't get away that easily.

I gently smacked her belly, aware her ass was beyond punishment after the belt. "You think I'm done with you, esclave?" I nuzzled her ear, licking softly. "I've only just begun."

The End.

About the Author.

Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex... her books have sex.

She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.

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Acknowledgements.

This is going to be a mini novella, so settle back while I thank everyone.

First, I want to thank my hubby for putting up with me working fourteen hour days on this book and talking nothing but Q this, Q that. Q, Q, Q. He really is a saint.

Next, I want to thank the amazing Beta Readers who read Tears of Tess in all its misspelled glory. Skye Callahan-you were the very first, and my God, I'm sorry for putting you through that. I couldn't imagine writing every day without you on my FB page.

Ing from As The Pages Turn, Chelle Bliss, Monica Robinson, Blakely Bennett, Kyra Lennon, Kelley Lynn, and Suzi Retzlaff. Thank you so much for your suggestions and giving such encouragement and putting up with my endless *I suck moments*

A huge thank you to Ari from Cover it! Designs. I couldn't imagine any other cover for Tears of Tess and I'm in love with Q's cover! <3 I love our two a.m. conversations about all things books.

I want to thank the wonderful editors-TJ Loveless, Lindsey, and Robin for doing a great job-hopefully we caught all those hidden errors I could never have achieved the buzz surrounding this book without all the awesome, kickass bloggers. In no particular order: Aestas Book Blogger, Helenas Book Obsession, Breezy Books, Totally Booked, Hopeless Romantic, Dirty Books, House of Vetti, Read More Sleep Less, As The Pages Turn, Must Read Books, Swooning Over Books, Hook Me Up Book Blog, Jacqueline Reads, all the AMAZING ARC reviews-Alaina, Nishat, Nadie, Ing, Surjit, Tiffany, Susan, Amber, Tamara, Donna, Haloangel Reads, ItsyBitsy Book Blog, Stacey, Patricia, Kristina, Jennifer, Mara, and all you incredible bloggers who signed up to help spread the word. I can't thank you enough so I'll send you kisses.

Thank you to the amazing ladies who organised the promo for Tears of Tess: Ing from As The Pages Turn-your generosity and support is priceless. Giselle from Xpresso Book Tours, I'm so, so happy you were in charge of the crazy amount of blogs that signed up. And, Laurynne from CBL Book Tours-you're brilliant and thank you so much for all your hard work.

Thank you to Jenny from Totally Booked for answering all my questions about using lyrics in a book (apparently you can't-hence why I got my music writing hat on and did it myself. But please see the playlist for songs that inspired.) And lastly, thank you to Black Firefly for handling all the publishing requirements on this thing. You were a life-saver.

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