Knocked Down and Claimed: A Raw Boxing Obedience Training Romance

The bank is about to take the only home I've ever known, and Malcolm is the one man who can stop it. I thought our deal would stay inside the ring, but every session pulls me further into his rules. One look from him and my stubborn mouth stays shut while my body waits for the next order.

He doesn't shout. He doesn't need to. His quiet instructions make my powerful thighs shake as I hold the position he demands. The shame of wanting it only makes me ache for the next command.

We're alone in the storage room now, his broad chest pinning me in place. Stay still, he says, low and steady. My heart pounds against the choice I know I'm about to make.