He pulled her up by the hair hard and firm enough to remind her exactly who owned her spine.

“Don’t think I’m going to let you rest just because you screamed,” he said, his breath hot against her cheek. “That wasn’t permission, that was a warning.”

Lina’s knees were weak, her lips trembling from being wrecked and left dripping.

“Down.” he commanded.

He unbuckled his belt as she obeyed sliding to her knees again, she barely had time to breathe before he pulled himself ...