It’s one last pulse-pounding snippet from Rapunzel! I know you’ve all been gloriously patient, but the book is coming out oh-so-very-soon and I decided to be extra nice and deliver this extra long sneak peek over a series of bloghops. Catch up with this #SatSpanks, this #WIPWednesday, and this recent #SatSpanks. Her captor has her pinned to the floor and now all he wants is Rebecca ‘Rapunzel’ Sinclair to admit that she wants him, craves him, just like he does her. Will she?
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“Just accept it, accept that this is what you were always meant for. This is what you’ve always needed.”
The truth of it silenced her, and that tiny shell of ice she’d formed to numb her, to protect her, was shaken. Something about him seemed to burrow under all her defenses, all her well-formed logic, all her intellect and day-to-day strength, and it left her bare and raw.
Each thrust stoked the growing fire inside her, the one that had her spreading her legs wider, that kept her from struggling when he forced one knee to her chest to send the next thrust even deeper – making her ache. Making her want him to do it again, because with the pain came some kind of absolution for the pleasure she was taking. If it hurt, it cancelled out the sparkling heat that wound its way up her spine, blurring the thoughts in her brain until all that mattered was that he would keep going. Keep pushing her towards that intolerable horizon she knew was waiting.
And it was close. Too close.
“Please,” she begged on a hoarse whisper.
Give me more. Give me enough to end this. Give me oblivion.
His fist found its way into her long hair, winding until his grip forced her head back, baring her neck to him like some sacrificial lamb. He nipped at her like he might tear her throat out, but his teeth pressed into the place where her shoulder began and as the sharp shock of pain crashed into the swell of pleasure – she came.
It was lightning and thunder in the same breath, the world shaking under her and inside her all at once. She cried out something senseless, digging her nails into his back to leave deep furrows in their wake, and then he growled low against her skin and joined her. His cock kicked deep, and she barely flinched when she felt the warm rush of seed filling her, pulse after pulse.
Damned.
Their breaths were a cacophony, his teeth lifting from her skin to leave the soreness behind, but even that quickly faded into the myriad of bruises and welts that covered her. A map of their interactions painted across her skin in reds and deep purples, blues, and fading sickly greens. Her body was a book she couldn’t bring herself to read, to even acknowledge.
Traitor.
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This is the last bloghop for Rapunzel, but the book will be coming out in January so you don’t have to wait long! Go back and binge on the many bloghops that have shared sneak peeks of this novella, and get ready for all the dark and twisted fairy tales coming from these amazing authors. I have a feeling this anthology is going to hit the new year in a very big way. Hope you’ve enjoyed these lovelies, and get ready for new book snippets on Saturday!
NOTE: I do have some sad news, lovelies. This will also be the last official #WIP Wednesday bloghop post. How fitting, right? To conclude the sneak peeks of Rapunzel at the same time? Alas, our wonderful #WIP Wednesday bloghop has come to an end. Melody Parks ran it like a fearless champion for a long time, and we are all grateful for the avenue she gave us to share our work. It’s time to say farewell to #WIP Wednesdays, but don’t worry I have so much to share I’ll likely keep posting sneak peeks of my works-in-progress on Wednesdays in memoriam! <3
