He kept fucking him, relentless, merciless, not giving Gabe even a second to breathe.
"I love this," Gabe murmured under his breath as the stick struck his ass again, the sharp snap landing on the same spot and turning it red instantly.
The sound of the cane slicing through the air lingered longer than the sting itself, a cruel whisper that made his spine shiver. Gabe sucked in a shaky breath, steadying himself as the sensation spread...hot, buzzing, alive. It wasn't pain. Not really. It was pleasure, raw and electric, curling low in his belly.
His heart thudded hard, not with fear, but with a thrill he hadn't expected.
So this is what those omegas enjoy, he thought hazily. Fine, BDSM deals with pain but it's not all pain. As long as you let yourself relax, what comes after is overwhelming pleasure.
