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I shake my head, beaming at him. My hands cup his face. “I love you with every piece of me, Stryker. And I can’t wait to be your wife.”

He spins me around, making me laugh. “I love you with all of me, Mallory. You own me, forever.”

CHAPTER 57

Mallory

Ipace in front of Stryker, who has his hands bound above his hands, tied to the bedpost. He’s shirtless, all his delectable tattoos on display, wearing a red purge mask and tuxedo pants.

“You’ve been a very bad boy.” I have his belt in my hands, rubbing the leather between my hands.

“Have I? Says who? You?” His tone is sarcastic, and his eyes challenge me from behind the mask.

My heels sink into the carpet as I saunter over to him, smirking. “I’m the judge and jury in this case,predator.” Sarcasm rolls from my tongue when I say the last word.

Without warning, I snap the belt, cracking it along his ribs. He releases a hiss of pain. I still, waiting for him to say his safe word.

He tilts his head, defiance burning in his eyes. “Is that all you got, little prey?”

My smirk grows as I shrug. “I guess I’m weak.”Crack.“Maybe I need to try a different technique.” My wrist flicks out, the leather stinging his skin.

He groans, desire flaming in his eyes. “Oh, little prey. Hurt me.”

I grin, feeling powerful. The light catches the diamond on my finger when I slide the leather through my hand. The sparkle of my ring is blinding.

“You seem to like being the prey.” I snort, shaking my head. “I thoughtyouwere the predator.”

“Only when you’re the one dishing out the punishment.” He makes kissing sounds. “Although, it’s hardly pain. Not with the way you’re using that?—”

My wrist flicks out like a snake striking. The leather bites into his skin, and he lets out a loud hiss before he groans. “That’s better, little prey.”

My smile widens as I resume pacing.

“Although, it’s still pretty weak.”

I whip around, staring at him. “Weak, huh?” I remove one heel, then the other, slowly walking toward him. My eyes flame with determination and lust coursing through my veins. “I think you’re the one who’s weak.”

Climbing on the bed beside him, I stand, towering over him for once. Pulling my dress slowly up my hips, I watch his Adam’s Apple bob as he swallows.

“Let’s see how powerful you are when I sit on your face, making you eat this pussy until you drown in my juices, begging for air.”

“Holy fuck,” he murmurs. He cocks his head, his eyes slowly moving from my black panties to my face. “Drown me, little prey.”

I smack him with the belt before tossing it onto the bed. “Don’t you mean predator?”

I bend over and remove the mask. “Let’s see how well you can use that tongue, naughty boy.”

“Bring it, prey.”

Tossing the mask down, I yank my panties to the side,exposing my soaked pussy. This time, I don’t hover. I slam myself down on his face, my knees sinking into the mattress.

My loud moan fills the room as his tongue laps at me like he’s starving.

I grab his hands, wrapping my fingers around his. “It’s about time you shut that mouth and used your tongue for something worthwhile.”

He smiles against me before shoving his tongue deep inside my pussy. I grind my hips, whimpers leaving my mouth. “Fuck, that’s good.”

He moans against me, the vibrations making me shiver. I ride him faster, moving my hips so he’s licking my clit. “Holy hell.” My eyes roll back as my legs begin to shake.