Dreams Outgrow Rooms Built From Other Peoples Fears by Niro Mason 155

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I rose to my feet, taking a few steps to Ares, and pressed my ass on his strong lap. A strange feeling took over me like a spark, invading my body… fingertips, and toes, going numb from the

sensation.

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It was Ares‘ dominance.

It circled me like an invisible thread and made me feel like a little kitten that wanna curl up and

await pets.

As if sensing the eagerness that oozed from me, the back of his hand stroked my back, slow and mindful. I felt myself relax against him, and all the nerves that had skyrocketed the entire time were gone like the wind.

His other hand slipped into mine. “You’re sweaty.” He confirmed. “Tell me, baby, am I your boss right

now?”

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“No…” I replied, confused by his abrupt question.

“Good. I’m your husband, that’s all you need to

think about.”

I blinked a bit, hazy about his words until it dawned on me. He must have assumed I thought this was a business trip, figuring it was the reason why I was uptight.

Is he… Is he trying to comfort me? That’s odd, but it certainly feels like it.

I eyed Ares, and he just gaped at me with that blank expression of his, but it was in his eyes. They weren’t as cold, and the softness there pulled me in. Faint but alluring in a way that made my heart race, the urge to see more was very tempting.

However, I crave something better. Something only I was stubbornly anticipating.

“Contract husband…” I corrected, a smirk playing

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on my lips.

Smack!

I gasped at the sudden impact, and it rushed all the way to my brain.

“Say that again to my face.”

“It’s the truth–AH!” I clenched him tightly as pain exploded once again.

His spanks never got softer; they got meaner, and I knew if he had another pending, tears would be forced out of my eyes, and I would be a

trembling, sobbing mess.

Ares had the power to ruin me with two spanks, and I could only imagine how the rest would play

out.

He’s not gonna keep spanking, is he? I think I have angered him. I only meant to tease but…!

“Kneel.”

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A chill shot up my spine at that heavy command. Before my brain could fathom anything else, I got off his lap, and my knees pressed into the floor. I sat on the back of my legs, palms on my thighs in a perfect pose.

I was wearing a sheath dress that reached above my knee, so my position made it rise a bit.

Ares tilted his head, admiring me. “Always maintain this position when you get on your

knees for me.”

I chewed the inside of my mouth, satisfied that he was pleased. It was an exhilarating feeling I wouldn’t miss for anything.

Ares pinned me with a look, and on cue, I smiled.

“Yes, honey.”

“Good girl.”

Be still, my throbbing pussy!

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I stayed there for an hour or more. Ares was

buried in his work as if I didn’t exist. My knees were aching, but I did my best to stay put and be his obedient baby. However, I’m seconds away from hauling my heels at him for keeping me like this for so long.

I’m hurting here! Won’t he even look at me to

check?

“Ares…” I said softly, hoping to appeal to him, but he kept his eyes focused on the screen, typing and scrolling.

I bit my bottom lip when my muscles tightened, and I could feel a cramp coming. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to ignore the pain, but I lost it.

My butt hit the floor, and I was all sweaty despite the air conditioner, groaning in pain as I rubbed my knees. I felt a shiver shoot up my spine when I felt Ares‘ icy gaze.

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He leaned back at his seat, rubbing his jawline as

if assessing me. It was prolonged, and it made me feel like I was under observation.

What’s he observing? How long could I sit and pout?

“Seems like there’s a lot for you to learn.”

“It hurts…” I mumbled.

“It has to… and you have to endure.”

“That’s not fair.”

He inclined in his seat, elbows on his thigh as he took my chin, and murmured, his voice deeper as I felt the vibration all the way to my pussy.

“It shouldn’t be… babydoll.”

That name. It came out of the blue when he first called me that, yet it does things to me. Things that made me mad because I knew the origin of that name, and also things that made me wanna

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show him my wrists to just let him take me as he wished.

“Five spanks… only.”

Only. If those little numbers weren’t gonna hurt

as hell!

I mustered up the most puppy dog eyes I could deliver and pouted my lips.

“Can’t you let me off the hook this time, honeybun?” I asked sweetly.

“No. Get on my fucking knees.”

Ugh! So much for using cuteness! I honestly thought that was gonna work on him.

I pushed to my feet wobbly because of the numbness, but he yanked me to saddle his lap, his hand hoisting the rim of my dress until it was sitting on my hips.

Ares glared, his gaze slicing through me like ice

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shards.

“Oopie! I must have forgotten to wear them. They were uncomfortable, especially the G–string. They kept hiding between my ass.”

Ares flickered his eyes to me, a storm of delight and irritation blending in the most terrifying way possible.

Uh–oh.

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My sobs echoed, and I can’t fucking sit or lie on my back without crying out in pain. My ass is bleeding!

I shut the door in Ares’s face after he spanked me. I don’t care if there were pending punishments to pay later. He can go to hell!

I’m super pissed off because he exceeded the number!

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I was sobbing when I took a shower and changed

my clothes. It wasn’t until I was out that I was done crying, and I needed to sit for the landing.

Ares‘ eyes followed my movement. He had

changed out of his suit for a much simpler outfit. A linen shirt, trousers, and slippers.

I frowned when he didn’t say a word to me and scrutinized me, amused. I sat down, not being careful, and a biting pain shot up to the back of my head like lightning.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!

With shaky hands, I fixed the belt and looked out the window to see dark clouds. I was so focused on the pain, I didn’t even realize it was dark already.

A few moments later, we landed at the mystery destination. When we got out, we took a few–minute drive to a dock, where a speedboat was waiting.

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A speedboat, the fresh scent of sea, and the open space with no loud noises of the city, pedestrians, and wailing sirens.

An island.

I don’t even need to ask where or whatever. I have taken a trip to a completely different location, like it was a normal Thursday. Only Ares King could pull that off with a snap of a finger.

I held for balance when the boat moved, but Ares‘ hand found its way to my waist, but I didn’t say a word to him, more focused on our pending

destination.

Beyond the shore, palm trees stood in shadows against the night sky. It was dark, so I couldn’t make out details, but I could tell it was breathtaking as we got close.

It was spacious, the villa was made modern yet had that rural touch. You can smell the billions from here, because that looked like a shit ton of

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money just sitting there.

When the boat stopped, I got out, first taking off my sandals and feeling the cool water on my feet

before the sand.

I don’t think I have ever experienced this. Sure, there was a beach in Rosevale where we all gathered for a swim, but this was different.

I was walking on clear white sand, and it had a nice feel beneath.

The air was good, being in the plane all day, this was needed. I closed my eyes and took a deep whiff of the air, spreading my arms and forgetting for a moment that I wasn’t alone. Not until I felt my body lift and I was placed on Ares’s shoulder.