His fists squeezed on my ass so tight I was sure there would be bruises the next day, and I heard his choked-off snarl as he exploded.

***

My shoulders felt better once I rotated them and unlocked my hands first. As he examined my nipple clamps, his lips twisted in a wicked grin. It hurts when they come off, he said dryly.

As the blood gushed into my nipples and the anguish shot through my body, my claws dug into his biceps. As the agony subsided somewhat, I muttered, "Ouch," and we both burst out laughing.

He rolled me over onto my back, stroking my sides with his hands...