Page 13 of Roguefinder

Silence held. The rain splashed watery shadows over the living room. More thunder boomed in the distance.

“Show me your hole,” Jesse said.

My breath caught. Goddamn, he was skipping the warmup and going straight to filthy motherfucker.

Eyes on the window in front of me, I reached back and grasped a cheek in each hand. A curious awareness settled over me, my body suddenly hyper-sensitive. I felt every groove in the floorboards under my toes. Every current of warm air from the heating vents. Each of my fingers pressed into my cheeks.

Dragging in a breath, I pulled my ass apart. More air teased my opening, which puckered tight. That hot, shivering humiliation burrowed deeper under my skin. Jesse had seen every part of me. Hell, he’d tasted every part of me, his tongue going on all sorts of adventures in Caleb Land.

But this was different. Debasing and almost clinical. My ears burned. A fine layer of sweat formed on my shoulders. And my dick bobbed in front of me, precum smothering the tip. So, yeah, if my cock was a barometer of how much I was into this, I was really fucking into this. Shock of the century right there.

Leather creaked. I held my breath, expecting Jesse to appear behind me. But when I risked a glance over my shoulder, he remained on the sofa, his gaze on my cleft.

He lifted his eyes and met my stare. “Very pretty. Turn around and get on your knees.”

“You’re going to fuck me, right?”

He stretched an arm along the back of the sofa. “I haven’t decided.”

I clamped my mouth shut, killing the Are you fucking kidding me before it could escape. Jaw clenched, I faced him and knelt on the hardwood.

He crooked a finger. “Come here.”

Well, this game sucked, making me go up and down. Biting off a curse, I started to rise.

“No.” Jesse pointed to the floor. “Crawl, pup. Only good boys get to stand.”

My heartbeat ratcheted up another few notches. I sank back down to my knees. “I’m sorry about Sterling. That was dumb.”

Jesse’s expression didn’t change. “If you make me repeat myself, sweetheart, you’re not going to enjoy the outcome.” His wolf gleamed in his eyes. “But I will,” he added softly.

The flush in my face spread down my neck. I crawled forward, my dick and balls swaying. The hardwood gave way to carpet, which was a lot kinder to my knees. When I reached Jesse, I sat back on my heels.

“What kind of game is this?” I asked.

He was the picture of nonchalance in the center of the sofa, his amber eyes like headlights. “Mine. What do you say if you want it to stop?”

“Brownie.”

“Good boy. Do you want to use your safeword?”

“No, sir.” I’d only used it once, and in a non-sexual context. He’d tried to hunt Ulfrik without me, and my gift had twisted me into a ball of hot and sticky anxiety. I hadn’t realized what was happening. I’d just been desperate to stop Jesse from going after Ulfrik alone.

Jesse patted his thigh. “Then come up here, puppy.”

The last landed like a punch in my solar plexus, snatching my breath and cranking up the heat in my face. He’d called me pup from our first meeting. But puppy was new. Dirty in a way I couldn’t explain. It was hotter, and Jesse knew it. I’d long since given up trying to figure out how he knew. I wasn’t going to look a gift Dom in the mouth, so to speak.

Heart galloping in my chest, I got to my feet. “What are you going to do?” I asked. As if I didn’t know.

Jesse held my stare—and the air between us shifted. His power curled around me and rooted me in place. It held my head level, forcing me to meet the wolf in his eyes even as my instincts urged me to bow my head.

“You broke your word tonight,” he said. “And there are consequences. But you get to choose how this goes.” He paused, like he wanted that to sink in. “Option one: we go to bed, and you don’t come tonight. Option two: you go over my lap, take what you’ve earned, and I make you come after.”

My dick twitched. Maybe it was my imagination, but I could have sworn my ass tingled in anticipation. I was no stranger to Jesse’s spankings. And I wasn’t sure why a sore ass translated to a happy dick, but it did. Still, he wasn’t exactly pleased with me at the moment. On the other hand, he would never hurt me. I knew that like I knew my social security number or the Pledge of Allegiance. I didn’t even have to think about it. That shit was hard-coded into my brain.

“Option two,” I said. “Obviously.”

He let a couple more seconds pass. Then he beckoned me forward. “Facedown over my lap.”