Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Dropping my lashes, I murmured, “Did you enjoy my mouth, Sir?”
He stiffened and let me go. “You forced me to take your mouth by showing up here naked and far too willing.”
I nodded meekly. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Stop calling me that. We’re not at the circus anymore, Ella. I’m not—”
“Do you prefer Master?” I looked up. “I...I like that one. I like feeling powerless against you. I...I like being owned by you.” I hunched my shoulders, gathering my exhausted courage to say, “That’s what I’ve wanted all along. That’s why I went to the big top. I wanted to know what it felt like to be ruled.”
Groaning loudly, Nick dragged both hands over his face. Shaking his head, he dropped his arms and tripped out of the shower. I trembled as I turned off the water and watched him snatch his towel with panicked desperation.
“Nicholas?” I stepped onto the bathmat. “It’s okay. I like being at your mercy. We can make this work. I want to make this work...”
Whirling on me, he hissed, “There’s nothing to make work, Ella. I told you that!”
“And I just realised you’ve been lying the entire time we’ve lived together.”
“Lying?” He reared back. “How the hell have I been lying? I’ve been nothing but black and white with you. I don’t want to be your friend. I don’t want to cook dinners with you. I don’t want to watch movies with you. I don’t want to be anything more than colleagues!”
“Liar.” I stormed into him, stabbing my finger into his wet chest. “What about all the sweet things you do for me? The thoughtfulness that I never noticed until now but are an everyday occurrence. You care for me, Nick. I know you do.”
“Doesn’t matter how I feel.” He swatted my finger away and crossed his arms. “My stance on relationships hasn’t changed.”
“If your heart is already invested, don’t you think that’s a moot point?” I crossed my arms too, mirroring him, pushing my breasts up. “There was more than just sex between us last night, and you know it. There’s been more between us for months and—”
“And now, there’s nothing. We got each other out of our systems. That’s all.”
“That’s all, huh?” I cocked my hip, my voice taunting with fury. “What about your possessiveness over me when Hunter fucked me? What about your anger whenever he touched me? You were jealous.”
“Don’t talk about him.”
“Why? Does it hurt you to remember that I fucked him as well?”
“Careful.” He gritted his teeth. “I’m warning you.”
“You enjoyed yourself too. You both enjoyed taking me. What don’t you like about it? Watching him or knowing he pleasured me?”
“Both!” he roared. “I wanted to be the one to pleasure you. I thought I wouldn’t care watching him have you, but.... Fuck, it was the hardest thing in the world.”
“Why?” I whispered. “Why was it hard if you don’t care—”
“It crippled me when you moaned for him. Listening to you enjoying what he did to you? Those little cries, your pleas. Christ, Ella you writhed for him. It was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. I get hard every time I think about it, but...”
“You didn’t like sharing?”
He narrowed his eyes, flecks of green and brown kaleidoscoping. “Just stop. Stop talking about him.”
“Not if it makes you honest for once in your life. If I have to remind you that he licked me, touched me, fucked—”
“God’s sake, stop.” Charging into me, he wrapped his fingers around my throat and slammed me into the wall. “Do not remind me that he’s been inside you, Ella. You won’t like what I do in return.”
“What would you do?”
“You think I’d tell you? You’d like it far too much.”
I shivered. “If you know that about me then how can you deny yourself? We already know sex between us is explosive—”
“I was caught up in the night. It meant nothing.”
“If it meant nothing, then why do you care that I was with him? Answer me, because right now all I see is—”
“Because he didn’t deserve you.”
“Oh, I don’t know. He seemed rather deserving last night. He hunts bad guys and gives good orgasms. Pretty much a superhero in my eyes.”
“Ella...” he rumbled. “Please, stop.”
“No.” I cocked my chin, even as his fingers tightened around my neck. “I don’t think I will. I want to push you. I want to break you. That’s what he told me to do. He said if I wanted you, I had to break you, and you know what, Nick? I want you. I’m in love with you. So if I have to break you, I’ll—”
“Enough.” Choking me, he shoved his face in mine. “I’m done.” Letting me go, he backed away, raking both hands through his hair. “You want me to admit that I crave you? Fine. I crave you. You want to know how much I want to rule you? Fine! I want you gasping at my feet and dripping wet for me at all times. I want you bruised. I want you branded. I want you utterly obsessed with me because I’m utterly obsessed with you, and that sort of longing is wrong. It’s dangerous. It’s compulsive and consuming and...fatal.”