Chapter 12: Lesson In Obedience

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Maddison Summers is like a sweet little thing that acts like she doesn't know her teeth are sharp. She’ll blink up at me like a puppy in one moment and snap like a damn Tiger the next.

She’ll break down in my arms at night and at dawn she’s trying to sneak out while I am still asleep.

She’ll moan out a “thank you” after sex… like she’s handing me the keys to her fucking soul.Like a wild thing finally dropping to its knees.

But then the next morning? She’s breaking the rules again.

Flipping pancakes in my kitchen.

Wearing my shirt.

Still wearing my shirt.

Like it’s hers.

Like she lives here.

Like she fucking belongs here.

No woman’s ever had the balls to pull that.

And the worst part?

I ate the damn pancakes. Even though my palms were twitching the whole damn time. Wanted to bend her over the counter and remind her the fucking rules.

This tiger?

She ain’t on her knees yet.

But she will be.

She fucking will.

I picked her up like a hungry animal.

Her skin against mine, those legs locking around me like that’s what they were made for.

When I dropped her into the center of the Mirror Room, her gasp bounced off every wall. Every reflection surrounded her. She whimpered, soft, needy, like her body already missed mine.

Yeah. I loved that.

I loved how her body never lied.

My head is telling me not to touch her again. Not until Avi gave her the shot. But screw it, Avi could wait.

Because I sure as fuck couldn’t.

"This is your classroom Ms. Summers. In this room, you are my student and I am your teacher. And you do exactly as I tell you."

She nodded fast, that damn lip caught between her teeth again like it was her emotional support bite toy.

My thumb slid between those soft lips and unhooked it. “You need to stop doing that,” I warned. “Or you're asking for serious fucking trouble.”

"I'm sorry," she mouthed.

I leaned close, my breath brushing her ear. "Don’t apologize, Maddison. Obey."

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Master."

Every time she said it, something inside me pulsed darker.

"Each lesson gets deeper than the last. I won’t stop, and you won’t stop me. No exits. No safe word. Do you understand, Maddison?"

She actually shivered. I saw it, full-body ripple. “No safe word?” she whispered, almost like she didn’t believe I meant it.

Her eyes met her own reflection for a split second before they dropped again, fast.

She’s still hiding from herself.

Which only made me wonder…. Why? Why was she so ashamed of her own reflection?

"It was in the contract, Maddison," I said, thumb trailing her bite toy.

"It was?" Her voice was all breath.

"In fine print," I bit her ear gently.

"Ouch." Her hand flew to her ear. She bit her lip again. She liked it.

I guess she likes pain.

Good.

"Do you know why you’re here, Maddison?" I asked, gathering her hair into a messy knot, twisting my black gym band around it.

Now her innocent face…. those big, stormy hazel eyes…. was fully on display in every mirror.

No place to hide, little Tiger.

"Because I signed the contract."

“You did Ms. Summers. Now I'm going to teach you your first lesson and I’m going to be really hard on you."

Her hazel eyes went wide, voice trembling. "Why….. would you be….. really hard?"

"Because you love breaking rules and before this goes any further, I need you to learn how to obey."

Her chest rose and fell. "Yes, Master."

Damn. Her in my shirt, barefoot, collarbone out, smelling like me, was pure fucking temptation. And it pissed me off that I was this turned on by her in it.

It hung just above her thighs, teasing skin I burned to touch again.

But first…. she had to learn the rules.

"Take it off. My shirt.”

Her knees buckled slightly.

"Don’t move from that fucking spot."

"Yes, Master."

Her fingers went to the buttons, fumbling, blushing.

"Faster."

The shirt dropped. She was naked underneath…. completely bare.

My body reacted like it recognized her. My cock twitched painfully in my pants like it was trying to break out.

I groaned, yanked her into me.

"You’ve been naked this whole time?"

"That’s how I sleep."

Fuck. I was hard and mad and ready to do something reckless.

My hands locked around her ass, squeezing.

"Did Ausley see you this way?"

"Barely." She flushed.

"Nobody gets to see you like this but me. Understand?"

I meant that. I would rip his fucking head off if he’d seen more.

"Yes, Master."

I stepped back. She whimpered like she couldn’t stand the space between us, still looking away from the mirror.

Oh boy, she had a lot to learn. And I am fucking ready to teach her.

I snapped my fingers. SteamMist System activated. The room responded like it lived and breathed for me. Because it does.

Warm vapor curled from the walls, blanketing her skin in a glow.

She gasped, twitching.

Her eyes scanned the room, wide and full of awe.

“It’s… hot,” she whispered, almost like she didn’t mean to say it out loud.

Her skin gleamed. Flushed and damp. Her hands hovered over her body like they didn’t know where to land, like she wasn’t sure if she should touch or just take it all in.

"It’s body heat mist, Maddison. How does it feel?"

"Warm. Like a blanket."

"Good."

When she looked like molten need, I snapped again. The mist hissed to a stop.

She looked like she’d been sculpted from desire.

A fucking wet dream, standing right there.

I stepped in close, voice dark.

“Lesson One starts now. And Maddison?

This one’s gonna leave a mark.”