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protection, but you’ll have my club’s as well.” He set his glass down after he finished off the whiskey. “It means that I own you, Elena, the same as you own me.”
    She was silent for moment, but he wanted to just finish this shit.
    “But I also need to tell you who and what I am before you decide if that’s the life you want.”
    “We hardly know each other.”
    He nodded. “Yeah, but tell me this doesn’t feel really fucking right.”
    She didn’t answer for a second, but then licked her lips and nodded. “It does,” she whispered.
    He took her hand in his. “I want you to know that I’m a dominant man; I am also a man that likes to inflict pain during sex because it gives me, and also my submissive, pleasure.” He noticed the way the pulse at the base of her throat jumped. “That’s the type of dark desires I have, and I want you as mine, in every way. If you’re in this with me, you’re in this all the way.”

Chapter Fifteen

    O ld lady.
    Protection.
    All the way.
    The words echoed through her mind as she stared at Striker. Elena’s pussy grew slick as she stared into Striker’s eyes. The heat, the promise of pain turned her on, and her body was on fire for more.
    “Do you understand what I’m saying to you?”
    “I’d belong to you; I’d have your protection and the club?”
    “Baby, I like pain.” He placed his hand on her knee. “I need you to understand what you’re getting into.” 
    “If I don’t want pain or sex with you, will you toss me out on the street?” she asked.
    “No, of course not. I’m not a fucking bastard to women.”
    “I’m kind of confused.”
    “I’m not going to pressure you into anything.”
    “I saw one of your pictures,” she whispered. “Where the woman was bound and had marks,” she said even softer. “I’ve never been normal, Striker. I’m not saying that I’ll be able to take extreme pain, or that I’ll even be good at it. You see, I’ve never actually had sex before, and I don’t know what I’ll like.”
    He held his hand up, and Elena stopped, thankful that he was giving her chance to calm down. Biting her lip, she hoped he didn’t see her nervousness. Elena wanted what he was offering, and she wanted it really bad.
    “You’re a virgin?”
    “I come from a religious family. They don’t allow us to, er, be alone with men, or anyone who could influence us. I’m untouched.”
    “Even after being away from your family?”
    “Earning a living and staying safe seemed to be the only things that were important. I didn’t want to have sex with just anyone. It does mean something to me.”
    “Being my old lady would be like a marriage between us. Not in the eyes of the church, but to the club, it’s important.”
    Everything he was saying gave her more reason to want him.
    “I want that. I want you and to be your old lady.”
    “Calm down, baby. This is not something you’re going to be tested on, and there will be no pressure.”
    Elena smiled. “I know what I want.”
    “Once you become mine, there’s no backing out. This is not a decision to take lightly.”
    “I want to.”
    “You’re rushing into this.”
    “I’m not.”
    “Okay, how about we experiment?” he asked.
    “Why are you giving me chance to back out?”
    “Because you’re a virgin, have been through a trauma, and you’ve got no idea what you’re getting into.” 
    “Then show me.” She looked down at her hands and then back at him.
    “What?”
    “Show me what you want to do to me. If you want me to have an idea of what you want to do to me, then do it.” She took a deep breath, and arousal struck her hard thinking about his hands on her. The picture she’d looked at showed a woman submitting to a man. She wanted to submit to Striker.
    Elena wanted to know what it was like to have his hand, or his belt, on her ass. She’d gladly take whatever punishment he wanted to give her, if it pleased him.
    “You want me to show you?”
    “Yes.