Free Je Suis a Toi (Monsters in the Dark Book 4) by Pepper Winters

she met me bite for bite.
    Tonight would be no different.
    Only…maybe it should?
    That damn thought tormented me again. For months, I hadn’t been able to run from such conclusions. I’d always been a firm believer in doing whatever felt natural. But what if this wasn’t natural? What if I was stopping Tess from other experiences by keeping her chained to my demonous urges?
    Either way, tonight wasn’t a night for reform.
    My bare feet padded on the thick burgundy carpet as I passed empty rooms of our rented castle. How many other couples had indulged in fucking and degradation and every morbid, twisted delicious thing Tess and I did within these walls?
    Were we the wildest or the tamest compared to the ancestors who’d once roamed here?
    My cock hardened with every step. My lips smirked, thinking of Tess and my instructions.
    I had no doubt she would’ve obeyed. Not because I commanded her but because she loved it. She submitted because she wanted what I did. She let me do nasty things to her because she enjoyed it just as much as me. My dirty wife begged for things that would terrify vanilla loving girls.
    She wasn’t a princess.
    Fuck no, Tess was my queen. My sinning, cursing, fucking twisted queen.
    She still believed I held the cards in our marriage, but she couldn’t be more wrong. I’d barely managed to stop from taking her in our bedroom half an hour ago when she looked at me as if I caused her pain. Pain I could stop if only I were honest with her.
    I wanted her.
    No, I was beyond that. I was fucking obsessed with her.
    She was more than my world. She was more than my lover, best friend, and partner. She was the blood in my heart, the breath in my lungs, the fucking marrow in my bones. Without her, I wouldn’t exist. Without her, my body would be nothingness: no heartbeats, no mind, no man…no animal.
    Cutting off my thoughts, I refocused.
    The instructions I’d given her came back to mind.
     
    Dear Esclave ,
     
    If you wish to please me, you will do the following. Do not dally or disobey. Do not touch yourself or do anything to displease me. Obey me, my dear Tess, and I will reward you.
    1. Shave your pussy until it’s bare and dripping
    2. Tie up your hair in plaited pigtails
    3. Dress in the provided blood-red lingerie you’ll find in the room
    4. Then wait
    5. And Tess…make sure your brand—the very one I marked you with—is visible and glowing with my possession
     
    I’m coming for you.
     
    Your Maître .
     
    My breathing slowed as I stopped outside the room where she waited.
    My bag brushed against my trouser leg, whispering with sinful promise. My hands shook slightly—not from fear but monstrous anticipation.
    I wanted my wife.
    I needed my esclave .
    I loved them both.
    Twisting the handle, I entered the room.
    The most beautiful scene welcomed me. Tess had gone one step further. She’d swept up her hair, dressed in the sexy lingerie, and attached the diamond collar with a tag marking her as mine. The brand was covered, but the collar did the same thing—letting me know she was totally under my control.
    I didn’t know she brought that here .
    The collar had been an anniversary gift two years ago.
    Her grey-blue eyes glanced my way. Blonde hair cascaded over one, catching on her black eyelashes. She’d done what I asked and plaited the long length into two messy pigtails. However, soft tendrils escaped the imprisonment.
    My cock punched my belt.
    I dropped my bag.
    I love you, Tess. And I’ll tell you what I’m lying about. Soon.
    “You obeyed me.”
    Her head bowed, her legs spreading wider, revealing the gift I worshiped daily between her legs. “I did. I look forward to my reward.”
    My lips curled; the darkness enveloped me. The beast inside stretched, unsheathing its claws, lengthening its spine in preparation.
    I stalked toward her and fisted her hair. I fell more in love than I already was.
    This woman made me come alive. This woman would end up killing me. But my