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Welcome to this week's Saturday Spankings. Today I have a swift few from BITE MARK which happens to be on special offer at just 0.99 for a few days only.

Then when you've fallen in love with hot vampires Aimery and Ryle you can grab the sequel, CLAW MARK which throws sexy shifters into the mix too. Enjoy!

I wanted to touch him everywhere at once too but didn’t know where to start. I settled for his buttocks. Like Aimery’s, his skin was as flawless as freshly glossed wood, and he too was cool, despite the heat of the fire and the blaze of our passion. 

I stabbed my tongue into his mouth. 

He gripped my right breast, squeezing until I squirmed with a mixture of want and pain. “Fuck, I can’t wait,” he gasped. “I need you now.” 

Suddenly I was flipped over to my stomach. Ryle tugged my arse high into the air and sent down a stinging slap on my right buttock. 

“Argh, fuck,” I cried, trying and failing to crawl from Ryle’s steely grip on my hips. “What are you doing?” 

“Go with it,” Aimery said, stooping, cupping my chin and tipping my face to his. “Let Ryle take you so high we have to stop you floating away.” 

Another stinging slap, this time on the opposite buttock. 

“Ouch! But—?” 

“Ah, yeah, all that beautiful blood is coming to the surface,” Ryle said. “You go pink so fast, Bea, it’s fucking gorgeous.” 

“Oh, but it hurts. You said you wouldn’t hurt me.” I tried again to escape but couldn’t. 

“It is good pain,” Aimery said, his lips pressed into the shell of my ear and his words full of earnestness. “Harness that heat and soon you will realize how incredible it will make you feel when mixed with everything else we have to offer.” 

I felt the air shift just before Ryle’s palm hit down again. “Argh.” I squeezed my eyes shut. 

“Don’t fight the pain, let it exist, let it make you fly,” Aimery murmured. “Trust us.” 

I bit down on my lip and tried not to cry out as another stinging slap landed squarely on my buttock. Searing heat flared across my arse to my pussy. My blood was rushing to the pained area then heading downward, swelling me more, arousing me further. 

Suddenly I got what Aimery meant when he’d said harness the pain. It was there, settling in my sopping channel, making every nerve feel even more alive. 

“That’s it, Bea,” Ryle said, “You’ve got the idea now.” He slid his fingers into my wet pussy—two or maybe three, knuckle-deep. 

The action was like a thunderbolt to my senses and I cried out in relief that I had something to clench. 

“Good, that’s better now, isn’t it?” Aimery’s voice was velvet-dark and overflowing with approval. 

I peeled open my eyes and watched as he drew up a high-backed chair, sat and crossed his legs. His entire concentration was on me getting slapped and hand-fucked by Ryle. Somehow that was as much a turn-on as what Ryle was doing, seeing Aimery like that, a slight smile on his face, his eyes wide and excited and his hands clasped in his lap. In his fine suit he looked the perfect gentleman, yet here he was watching his friend going for it with his woman. 

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