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Mae closed her eyes, competing feelings of relief and anger warring within her. Relief from having him in control and anger for this heartless charade he’d put her through.

“Look at me.”

Mae met his gaze, and there was something in his eyes that seemed to echo what she was feeling. He tipped her head back a fraction, gaze hardening until his eyes were as unreadable as his masked face.

“You will submit. You will behave.”

“Yes, Master Xavier,” she murmured.

“Good.” Xavier released her.

James was rubbing his jaw and looking at her in a decidedly unfriendly way. “Mae was always a bit bratty, but this is new.” He looked from Xavier to her. “You two need to talk. I have this room reserved for the weekend. You’re welcome to it until this evening.”

The other Dom clapped Xavier on the shoulder before leaving and closing the door behind him.

Now that she was alone with Master Xavier, Mae didn’t know what to say, what to feel.

Their gazes met once more, and she had this strange feeling that Xavier was just as much at a loss as she was. She’d never even spoken to him until twelve hours ago, and yet the idea that he’d dismissed her by passing her off to another Master had shredded her heart. That he had the power to impact her so heavily was beyond worrying. It was terrifying.

“I didn’t mean to upset you.”

of her voice, to match his level tone. “How did you think that would

I couldn’t give you

blinked to keep

is the kind of Dom you like. I

you could have a sub who won’t ever talk back or be scared.” Mae spat each word,

hips, jerking them against his. For the first time she felt the hard length of

thought you’d be comfortable telling him the truth.” Xavier’s face was only inches

about what?” she

you really wanted to include sex

Mae reached for him only to be brought

the bottom swell of her breast. “They’ll do things like say yes to everything on the checklist because they’re turned on while they’re filling out the form.” His lips twitched and the corners of his eyes—just barely visible behind the mask—crinkled.

play.” His eyes were new-leaf green, the daylight making them appear lighter than they had last night. “What James said was true—you’ll be completely at my mercy. I told you that I’d push you. I did, and I will, because there’s something inside you begging to be let out. And because

hours together and yet he’d had more impact on her than any

was the simple truth, and Mae hoped it was enough. “I want

Mae arched into him, wanting every bit of contact he would give her. She moved her hips

back. “Did you just bite me,

but the intensity of his stare

it’s not going to be an accident.” He smiled darkly. “Good of you to remind

dropped to one knee, his mouth

“Spread your legs, Mae.”