Tears of Tess (Monsters in the Dark, #1)

by Pepper Winters

I wanted a new label. One that said: girlfriend who will do anything to be tied, spanked, and fucked all over rather than adored.

“You are mine. I can do what I want with you. I can dress you. Fuck you. Send you away. Loan you to others. You belong to me. And you’ve finally realized it isn’t romantic, it isn’t sexy, or fun. It’s something no one should want or desire. You’re a captive.” He shook me, his headache etching his eyes with pain. “My role as your master is to debase you to the point of having no feelings, no emotion, no hopes or dreams. I tell you to fuck another man, you ask for how long. I tell you to wear something, you do not fucking chop it up in defiance. You wear it, and appreciate what I give you. You’re mine, esclave. And it isn’t a fucking happy ever after.”

“I love treating you like dirt. It gets me fucking hard.” Q ground his raging hot cock against my flimsy night shorts. “Can you feel that, esclave? See what you do to me by fighting? By defying me? I’m a walking hard on needing to punish you, fuck you, remind you that your place is beneath me to take my come and welcome my palm.”

“You may not be mine, but I’m fast becoming yours.” Time froze.

“I promise to protect you, ravage you, hunt those who hurt you, and give you the life you deserve. My fortune is yours. My secrets are yours. And I will give you the corpses of the men who hurt you.”