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"Do you like the pain?" Søren gripped her thighs

"Yes, sir"

"Even now?"

His i hands pressed deep into her skin She arched against the sheets, her body aith pain Søren covered her ainst it How could bare hands hurt so much? How could she want more of it? Because it was him, the pain Søren and pain becah of either

At last he released her and she sank into the sheets He traced a path down her neck with his hand, sliding his palm over her brsts Her niles hardened in response to his touch

"Tell me to stop"

"Is that an order?" she asked

"No"

"Then don’t stop, sir"

In the next breath Søren slarasped her arm and pinned it behind her back

She felt teeth at the nape of her neck, teeth in the center of her back, teeth in the small of her back All the while her shoulder burned like fire as the muscles strained to hold it in the socket The pain threatened to overwhelm her

The pain ceased as he released her arreater than pleasure suffused her