"So what's it going to be?" Alex asked softly, his voice cutting through the heavy silence. "Do you take this punishment yourself? Or do you offer up your daughter to save yourself?"
The question hung in the air like a executioner's blade.
Vivienne lay there, bent over, ass raised, trembling... not entirely from fear, but from the overwhelming cocktail of sensations flooding her system.
The tingling pain in her ass was still there. A burning, stinging reminder of how close he'd come to breaching that final barrier. How close she'd come to breaking completely.
She wasn't a prude. In truth, she wasn't even against the idea of him claiming her that way.
The thought of being completely filled by him, of being degraded to that level, sent a dark, forbidden thrill through her nerves. But not like this. Not dry. Not unprepared. The stinging sensation radiating from her rim told her exactly what would happen if he shoved: he would tear her apart.
