His to Break

_Sienna’s POV_

The sting from the last strike hadn’t even faded when the next one landed on my other cheek.

Sharp. Burning.

It felt like a slow, creeping fire spreading through my skin. A fire that seemed to light up my needs.

My fingers curled into the sheets, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I fought the way I felt.

My mind screamed at me to resist, to fight. I shouldn't want this, shouldn't