Free Owned Forever by Willa Edwards

whimper at his touch, a shiver skating across her skin and tingling up his fingers.
    “Are you ready for this, pet?” He kneaded the skin of her thighs, loving the way her body relaxed beneath his touch.
    “Yes please, Master.” She squirmed a little on the sawhorse, desperate for what only he could offer her. The position forced her forward until she balanced on only her tiptoes, adding to the sense of vulnerability.
    Grant looked down on her. He still couldn’t believe this woman was his. She was so pure and clean and sweet, and all he wanted to do was dirty her up, hurt her. If it wasn’t for the fact that she begged him for it, cried out for the relief his pain gave her, he would have thought himself a true and complete asshole.
    But he paused for a minute, not exactly sure why. They hadn’t made any rules about this, but somehow, it felt wrong to play with Kate the night before their wedding without Daniel at least knowing.
    Their whole relationship balanced on a razor-thin edge of trust and understanding, and a pang in his gut couldn’t stop him from worrying this might put that all in jeopardy somehow. Though he didn’t know where the suspicion came from.
    “Please, Master, I need you,” she sobbed, and any worries or fears paled in comparison to the desperation in her tone.
    He couldn’t deny her, not if it was the last thing he’d ever do. His pet needed him, and he had to take care of her. That was the deal they’d made, the unspoken agreement between every Dom and sub. He wouldn’t let her down. Not again.
    Daniel wasn’t into Domination and submission like Grant and Kate were. He understood why Kate came to Grant to fulfill these needs. The night before their wedding or not.
    “Don’t worry, pet,” he whispered into her ear. His body crowded hers into the hard wood of the sawhorse. Beneath him, her body softened, relaxing into his control. Good .
    He wrapped a hand around her nape, pulling her head up. He packed all the power he possessed into his voice. “I’ll give you what you need.”
    He reached back and smacked her ass hard. The sound reverberated through the barn, followed by her shaky breath. He spanked her again, a little harder this time, and she jerked forward in her bounds. His heart sped up as she struggled beneath his knots, his breath rasping. She was completely under his control. Where they both wanted her to be.
    “Is that what you were looking for, pet?” He gave her another punishing blow across her ass. The sawhorse rocked against the cement floor, almost buckling beneath the force of his blows against her limp body.
    There was no light, easy-going Dom today. Not like when they played in front of Daniel. Grant moderated himself so as not to scare his brother, who was still new to this world. That’s not what she needed. Alone, he could let the beast inside him loose. He could push her as hard and as deep as he wanted, and no one would stop him. He almost growled at the freedom.
    “Yes, Master.” She moaned softly, and his chest tightened so hard he couldn’t breathe. How could she make hurting her feel so right? Precious? He was the only Dom to give her this release, and she was the only sub who ever made him feel this powerful in return.
    “Good.” He continued slapping her ass so hard his hand hurt. The pain was nothing compared to the pleasure of watching her body wiggle beneath his touch, her skin flushing bright pink.
    He loved this. The way her bottom twitched. How she shivered and shook, desperate for his slaps and how her ass turned red beneath his treatment. He loved everything about it. He hit the same spot twice, giving her a more intense flare of pain, and Kate cried out before the sound morphed into a moan. She loved it too, just as much as he did. That’s what made them so perfect for each other.
    Pushing aside the scrap of fabric she called underwear, he slid his fingers between her legs, teasing along her pussy lips. She moaned at the slight caress,