Cheyenne McCray & MacKenzie McK Kalina's Discovery

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.“Do you accept this penance?” He licked his lips, barely able to control the need to dominate the woman before him.The muscles in Letta’s throat worked as she swallowed, hard.Her answer was a simple nod as she began to rise from the ground.Bits of sand, dirt and rock covered one hip and leg, now reddened from her fall.Her cheek still sported his handprint, and he was pleased to see the scratches on her breasts where he had marked her during their earlier coupling.Her bottom lip was swollen from his bite.Blood clotted at her ankle where the weretiger’s claws had connected.The coppery scent was an aphrodisiac to his senses.“Did I order you to rise?” Balin’s voice boomed although he savored the thought of one punishment after another heaped upon this woman.With a swipe of his hand, magic seared the air and pushed her hands from beneath her.As she fell once again onto the rough beach, a rush of air squeezed from her lungs and forced a cry from her lips.When Letta jerked her head back, she pushed her brunette hair out of her face and he saw fire in her eyes.Her canines elongated as if she readied to shift to her tiger form.Then she paused and the light extinguished from her gaze, her teeth quietly receded.Her sudden control was eerie and sent a sliver of concern through him.For a moment he wondered just how powerful her ancestry truly was.There had been rumors… Yet if she possessed her ancestors’ true magic it would not have taken her so long to discover her powers.Or had she known along? The fleeting thought had touched his mind before, but he doubted she could have refrained from using it as long as she had.Still he knew there was no one more powerful than he.He would use Letta, drain her of her power and then dispose of her.Mikaela would not accept another powerful woman within his kingdom.His wife would return sooner rather than later now that he had Kalina under his control.77Thinking of Mikaela was the wrong thing to do.He had truly loved her.Just the thought of his bride sent heat through his chest, heat of both longing…and hatred.As his palm began to itch, a six-foot leather whip appeared in it.It felt good to wrap his fingers around the smooth handle.With a snap of his wrist, the tail coiled and then extended, biting the air in front of him.He had expected Letta to react, but she remained calm, lying on the ground before him.She was just far enough away that the sting of the frayed end would make a delightful mark on her beautiful body.His breathing elevated as he switched his attention to his bakirs.“Take the tiger to the castle.Post two guards on her and contact me as soon as she wakes.” Godsdamn.How he wished it was Kalina feeling the cutting edge of his whip.Still, he would relish teaching Letta her place.The unconscious sorceress made no sound or movement as two warriors raised the net and carried her limp but large and powerful form between them.The net was firmly in place, even though Balin knew the drug Letta had given her was enough to cage her power for hours.The bakirs carrying Kalina had no fear of the red powder that lost its potency as soon as it made connect with the weretiger.Without being told, his bakirs surrounded Kalina and the warriors carrying her.Balin could smell their anxiety at ensuring this woman did not escape them.They knew that he had accepted their failure for the last time.An air current whipped beneath his silky, white robe, raising it again, as Balin pivoted and drew his attention back to Letta.“Crawl like the bitch cat you are.” He thought he heard her hiss as she rose to her hands and knees.Her rounded ass faced him as she began to follow the entourage back to the castle.As she seductively swayed, he realized she was taunting him, begging to feel the lash of his whip.There was something heady about a masochistic woman.In each of their couplings, Letta enjoyed everything he dished out and he knew there were no limits.She had an incredible pain threshold.With a snap of his wrist the thongs at the end of the whip cut into Letta’s hip.Four small tears in her skin opened and blood began to slowly ooze.Her back arched as she released a cry that made Balin’s cock harden more.His balls drew up.Blood and seed created a delicious ache between his thighs.Another flick of his wrist and the whip cut down her shoulder blade making a red path clear down to the small of her back.That one had her collapsing upon her chest to the stony beach.She trembled.Her breaths were ragged as she forced herself back upon her hands and knees.When she rose, elbows locking, her thighs parted wider giving him a view of the soft, pink flesh of her mons.Balin raised his nose to the air, inhaling her heated desire.She released a purr as her backbone rolled one vertebrae after another.She wanted to be fucked.As his army disappeared around a corner of trees, he threw the whip into the air and it disappeared with his magic.Letta had begun to crawl again, moving slower than 78before.With one swift move, he grasped her arm and pulled her to her feet, forcing her back against a large boulder that was snug against a tree.Letta’s nostrils flared.Her silky brunette hair was wild and tossed around her shoulders [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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