Free All He Desires: The Complete Series by Erin Lark Page A

the other nipple, pressing his lips to mine when I moaned.
    "I need you to breathe for me," Jake murmured, breaking our kiss. "Can you do that for me?"
    Heat brushed my cheeks. "Yes, Master."
    I listened to him breathing. Inhaling when he did. Exhaling when he told me to. I'd almost gotten my heart rate back to normal when Jake pinched my nipple again. My breath caught just as soon as something cool bit down against the delicate tissue. Hard. Harder.
    I winced around the pain, reminding myself to breathe before Jake had a chance to do the same. The pain was still there. Hard to ignore, but not unbearable. You can handle this. I'd broken fingers that hurt more than this, and I'd barely made a sound. That's because you had some adrenaline to help you out. Maybe it just hadn't caught up with what Jake was doing yet.
    "Kira, breathe."
    I exhaled, completely unaware of how long I'd been holding my breath. I gulped when Jake attached a clamp to my other nipple. A chill ran over my spine from the chain that hung between the clamps. The tether tugged at them whenever I moved.
    "They won't be on long," Jake promised. "Are you still okay on your knees?"
    I grimaced as much from the ache in my knees as the bite on my breasts. "No, Master."
    He took my hands in his and helped me to my feet, wrapping an arm around my waist when my knees tried to give out. "Open your eyes for me."
    I did, but immediately closed them when the room started to spin. "Dizzy."
    "It'll pass. You got up too soon." He held on to me until I stopped wobbling. "I know you said no cuffs, but if I just use the ones on the cross for your wrists, would you be okay with that? Or can you stand on your own?"
    Unable to trust my knees to keep from buckling, I stared down the cross that stood not ten feet away from us. "I can try, Master."
    "Remember your safe words."
    I nodded, lowering my gaze so I could watch where I was walking. It was hard to say how long we'd been down in his dungeon. Time seemed to stop down here. Not even the sound of the wind outside could reach us where we were. It could've been later in the evening, and I wouldn't have known.
    Positioning me in front of the cross, Jake held up one of my arms before placing a cuff around my wrist. "How does it feel? Too tight?"
    I twisted my wrist inside the restraint. "No, Master." It was actually kind of comfortable.
    "Try and get out of it for me."
    I tugged against the cuff, closing my hand in such a way that it could slip through if the cuff hadn't been closed the way it was.
    "Good. Good." Jake took my other arm and did the same thing to that wrist, closing the snaps before letting me go completely. "Still okay?"
    "Yes, Master."
    "These don't make you uncomfortable?"
    Looking at the cuffs now, they were nothing like the ones Dennis had used on me. No sense in drawing parallels to something that doesn't exist anymore. "No, Master."
    "Glad to hear it. I'll leave your ankles free for now, this is just to help you stand in case your knees want to buckle again." He stepped behind me. Straightened my back. "Tell me your safe words again."
    "Yellow to slow down. Red to stop."
    At least that was something I could get right. It seemed the more time we spent down in his dungeon, the more comfortable I became with the scene we were in. Saying Master didn't feel as foreign when it slipped over my tongue, and each time he asked me to repeat my safe words, I realized I could stop the scene anytime I wanted.
    Thing is, I didn't want to stop. I wanted to keep going. For him to stop asking questions. I was losing myself. Slowly changing from Kira the escort to Kira the sub, and it couldn't happen soon enough.
    "You can relax your arms now," Jake said. "I'm going to start slow. Tell me if you need me to stop."
    I nodded my understanding and closed my eyes, ignoring the bite from the clamps for the moment. It was strange, but the longer he kept them on, the less they hurt. That all changed, however, when something snapped behind