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next.”
    More? Damn him, he wanted her to say more, to actually form words, when he rolled his thumbs deeper into the crevice between her legs, and gently started spreading her there? “Oh,” she whispered. “Ohhhh…” No. She couldn’t do anything beyond that. Impossible. Forget it.
    “My desire is beautiful.” He directed it just as he opened her wider, pulling open the flesh of her sex so he could lightly stroke her there. “That’s what you’ll tell me next, pet.”
    “M-my—”
    He found the exact button at her core, flicking that sensitive strip of flesh, turning her cry into a scream.
    “Beautiful. Truly beautiful, Rose. Do you want more?”
    “God, yes. Please. Yes!”
    “Then give me the words. Say it. ‘My desire is beautiful.’”
    Damn him! Bless him!
    She licked her lips and tore through her senses for a couple of rational thoughts to string together. “My…my desire…is beautiful.”
    “Oh yes honey; it is.” He slid a second finger against her pulsing nub. This time he didn’t release the pressure. Rose jackknifed her head back. Her sex turned to lighter fuel, and his fingers were matches. Everything was white heat and pure need. She pitched herself back as far as she could but didn’t get very far, tethered in place by his deftly tied knots. A high cry ripped past her locked teeth.
    “More, honey?” His own voice was tight and rough. He pivoted to kneel behind her now, pulling her shorts down as he went, giving him uninhibited access to her throbbing, dripping sex. “You need me to go faster? You want me to touch you harder? Do you need my fingers right here, on your wet clit, your aching pussy?”
    He unraveled the rest of her with the words. Her inhibition spun free from the spindle of her mind, dissolving into rasps of pure arousal and untamed joy. “Yes. Yes. Yes please, Sir.”
    She heard his hiss, which seemed a mixture of joy and shock in itself, before his touch took on an urgent life of its own. “Very, very good, Rose. Now, just one more, sweetheart. Let me hear you say it. ‘My surrender is beautiful.’”
    Was he serious? “I…I— Ohhhh…mmmm…” She was ready. So ready. Her walls clenched all the way to her womb, craving their release, lunging for freedom from their ache.
    “Give it to me, pet. Now . Say it to me and mean it—and when you’re done, you’re going to come against my fingers. You’re going to come hard. Do you understand, Rose?”

Chapter Five
    Mark’s heart beat in time to Rose’s frantic nods. Despite that, every sound from his own body was mute to him. With one slice of his brain still heeding the door, he turned the rest to focusing on her. He listened to every nuance of Rose’s breath. He studied the flush of her skin, the tension of her wrists against the rope, even the rhythm of how she tossed her hair on her back. He gauged everything about her, lying here so exposed to him.
    She intoxicated him.
    She obliterated him.
    She’d awakened him.
    His Dom was back. Even if just for this exquisite, extraordinary moment…he was Master once more. At one with his sweet sub. Honored by her incredible gift. Determined to give it back to her with pleasure she’d never fathomed.
    Slowly, with unalterable authority, he directed her again. “Say. It. You can do it, Rose.” He stroked her pouting labia lips, knowing the action teased her clit in all the right ways. “Say it for me, pet.”
    She felt like heaven. Her skin, soft and moist beneath his thumbs, vibrated. With every twitch, his cock kicked harder at his sweats. But as much as he craved release, this wasn’t about his body. It was about the beast in his brain, the creature who’d lain dormant for far too long, rejoicing in its fiery rebirth.
    “My…surrender…is beautiful.”
    “Yessss.”
    He blended his hiss to her rasp as he plunged one of his thumbs into her tight tunnel. He needed to feel her from the inside out as he set about proving her words perfectly true. “You