Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
“And take… what?”
I thrust against him harder. “Everything.”
He groaned. “How do you make that sound so good?”
“I’ve spent my life learning how to make people do what I want.”
“I should fight this, fight you.”
“No.” I moved my hips slowly, sliding against him and making him moan. “I’m the best thing that’s ever happened to you.”
“You’re dangerous.”
“I am. And I’m ruthless and arrogant. But you need a man like me.”
“I don’t want to need you.”
I tightened my grip on his wrists and thrust against him harder. “But you do.”
“I… Yes.”
I let him go and sat back on my heels. “Stay or go? Tell me your choice.”
“I thought…”
“I need to hear it clearly.”
A few seconds passed as he stared at me, his hazel eyes full of heat and need. I should’ve been ashamed of myself for seducing him until he didn’t really have a choice, but I’d made him an offer, and that was more than I wanted to do.
“I’ll stay.”
“Good choice. Now come here.” I leaned back against the bed and gestured to the spot on the floor between my legs. He moved, slowly, cautiously, crawling toward me. Fuck, he was a beautiful sight. “That’s it.” I laid my hands on his shoulders and pushed gently. “Turn around and lean against me.”
He did, and for a moment, I simply enjoyed the heat of him. “Relax,” I whispered against the side of his head.
It took a little while, but eventually, he sank back and let me take his weight.
“Perfect.” I slid my hands down his chest to the fastenings of his pants. He tensed again when I undid the button and began to lower his zipper. “Remember what you agreed to. You’re mine.”
I expected a protest, but he melted into me again. Fuck, his submissive side was too good. I pulled out his cock and stroked it slowly. I wasn’t going to rush this. In fact, a little edging was a fitting punishment for not being honest with me.
“I’m going to have you tonight.” I gripped him just a little tighter and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath. “You’re going to enjoy it, but I’m going to take it slow, ramp you up until you’re begging, until you can’t wait a second longer.”
He bit his lip, muffling his whimper.
“No. You’re not allowed to hide anything from me. I want it all, remember? All the sounds you make.” I slid my hand over his cockhead on my upstroke. “Every inch of this gorgeous body. All your need. You’ll give that to me. Do you understand?”
“What happens if I get scared and try to run from you?”
I remembered how good he looked with my handprints on his red ass. “You know what will happen.”
“You’ll spank me. Maybe c-cane me.”
“Jesus, I love the catch in your voice when you say that. The way you shiver. You can ask for it if you need it, you know? The discipline. The pain.”
“And if I do something worse than that?”
“Worse than leaving me?”
“You said I could leave if I wanted to.”
“I gave you a choice. You chose to stay. Now you are utterly mine.”
“I… I know what you do to your enemies, and—”
I grabbed his shoulder and jerked him around to face me. “What did I promise you?”
“That you would protect me and keep me safe.”
“That’s right, so answer your own question.”
“You’re really going to take care of me?”
“I don’t make promises I don’t intend to keep.” He was still wary of me and worried I’d hurt him, but he’d chosen to stay. His instincts were telling him he needed my dominance. I needed to figure out how to get him to believe those instincts.
I repositioned him like he’d been before and started working his cock again. “I am going to punish you tonight.”
“Wh-why? Because I questioned you?”
“Do you think I should punish you for that?”
“I don’t know.”
That was certainly something to consider for the future. He was going to be so much fun. “I’m punishing you because I expect complete honesty from you, and you tried to lie to me.”
“I was scared.”
“Your punishment will help settle you, and eventually you’ll learn to trust what I say, to know I’m protecting you.”
He turned his head to look at me. Then his gaze dropped to my waist. “Are you going to use your belt on me?”
I smiled, loving the way he’d revealed he was eager for that. “Not tonight. Tonight, I have something else in mind.”
9
Peter
Lucien’s hand on my cock felt so fucking good. He was moving faster now, pausing occasionally to tease my slit and rub his thumb along the frenulum. I couldn’t stop watching his hand as he played with me. I was a mouse trusting a cat to do right by me. He’d given me a chance to run, and I should have taken it. Instead, I was ignoring the responsible side of my brain that had helped me to survive and falling right into the arms of denial.