Sheikh's Blackmailed Love by Sophia Lynn Read Free Book Online Page B

with fires to keep away the dangerous animals, I would have made you mine.”
    “Show me.” The words fell from her lips of their own accord, but when she said them, she knew that that was precisely what she wanted to say.
    “Show you?”
    “Show me how… how you would have taken an innocent girl fresh from her village. Would you be kind, my lord Nejem… or something else?”
    His laugh was dark, sending a thrill up her spine. There was the promise of pleasure there, she knew that, but there was a promise of cruelty as well.
    “I would be kind at first,” he said softly, reaching up to stroke her hair from her face. Without thinking about what she was doing, she leaned into the warmth of his touch.
    Then, as quick as a flash, his hand landed in her thick brown hair, wrapping the fall of loose strands into his fist. With a cry, she tried to sit up, but then she found that she could not. Instead, he tightened his grip, holding her down to the bed. There was no pain in his grasp, but the sudden roughness made her moan.
    “I am a generous lord,” he whispered in her ear, “and I take very good care of the things that belong to me. And right now, beautiful gem, you are one of those things. When I saw you on the riverbank, I had to have you, and now that I have brought you here to my lands, there is no one that can contest me…”
    She whimpered a little at his words. All too clearly, she could imagine being taken from everything that she had known. Suddenly, her world became this small cave and the dark and terrifying man above her.
    “Do not fret… I will take good care of you. In return, all I ask for is your complete and utter obedience. If I have that, you will live as a queen.”
    She couldn’t help it. Something about the words woke a fire in her, both one to fight and one to be completely taken by. Without thinking about what she was doing, she thrashed suddenly, trying to get away as she thought a newly captive girl might.
    When Dario pinned her again, this time on her stomach, the heat inside her spiraled even higher. The need that she had been carrying for him for the last few weeks went up in a bonfire of heat and flame.
    “That was foolish,” he observed, sounding more amused than anything else. “However, I will warn you that a dark fate awaits those who would defy me…”
    She had to swallow twice before she could speak clearly.
    “What… what fate is that, my lord?”
    She heard him laugh a little at the honorific. One hand was still fisted in her hair, while the other one trailed down her back. She was acutely aware of how naked she was when his roving hand rubbed her bare rear.
    “Oh, I can be inventive when I wish,” he murmured. “Perhaps I will have my blacksmith hammer you out shackles that you would need to wear around your ankles for a month. Perhaps I would be so angry I would give you away to a distant tribe as a gift. Perhaps I would cut a green switch from the shores of the river and use it to make sure that you considered obedience every time you sat down for a week.”
    The words were barely out of his mouth before he brought his palm down smartly on her rear, making her yelp. The pain was a brief flash, there and gone, but a deeper heat remained, the sting warming her skin and sending a wave of desire straight between her thighs.
    “Oh!”
    Her hips bucked, but with his hand in her hair, she could barely move at all. Instead, Bailey could only wiggle with need, making Dario laugh.
    “Oh yes. For such a spirited prize as you, perhaps some time spent correcting you would be necessary. When a woman is as lovely and as stubborn as you, sometimes a small amount of pain can be a great teacher.”
    A rain of blows came down hard and fast over her rear, making her squeal with surprise and pain. Right behind that pain, however, was the blooming of a deeper pleasure, something warm and more intense than anything she had ever felt before.
    It took Bailey a moment to realize he had