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I was fucked, royally fucked, like beyond fucked six ways 'til Sunday.
Stepan was seething as he stalked up to my retreating body. Every step he took towards me was another scoot back on the bed in response from my terrified body until I hit the headboard. I couldn't read him, couldn't predict him.
He may be seething with rage, but it was all tightly tucked beneath this overly calm and smug-like exterior. The storm raged in his eyes, making those soft, bright blue orbs of his darken; his mouth was curved in a twisted, knowing smirk as if he knew I would disobey him and go on my date with Logan but was extremely resentful that I did.
Swallowing my fear, I tried my best to harden my eyes confidently at him when he stood at the bedside. "Logan's going to be back any minute now, so leave." My body and mind knew the lie before it left me shakily. Logan wasn't coming back, not if Stepan was here.
Disapprovingly, Stepan tutted at me while shaking his head. "Oh Hanna, I'm really going to have to teach you a hard lesson about lying after tonight." Something about the edge his voice took on towards the end had my body spurring into action.
My body barely twisted to scramble off the other side when Stepan pounced in response. "Let me go!" His massive body pinned my struggling one face down on the bed, and his leg was thrown over the back of both my thighs to keep my legs pinned while his hands pinned my wrists.
"Get off!" I snarled, throwing my head back violently in hopes of catching his face.
Even though I fought him hard, he still managed to wrangle both my wrists into one of his hands before fisting my hair and jerking my head back at a harsh angle. "Logan's not coming back, ever. Him and I had a nice little chat before you even showed up at the club tonight. Now, here's what's going to happen, I'm going to take you back to my place where we'll work out our emotions, then we'll talk like civilized people in the morning over breakfast. How you leave this place with me is up to you, you can either be a good girl and walk out of here with me, or we can do it my way which involves some rope and toys. Either way, you're leaving here with me, so what will it be, little tigress?"
My heavy breaths heaved at my chest while my eyes strained to glare at him out of the corner of my eyes. "Fuck you." I spat venomously, jerking my body under him more violently in another attempt to get free.
"Oh, you will tonight, tigritsa." His deep, hot, breathy chuckle hitting my ear made me shudder involuntarily.
The feeling of his teeth grazing the shell of my ear brought another wave of arousal to my dying struggle. "What's your safeword, little tigress? Or do you want to use 'fire' for tonight?" His demeanor softened with his caring voice, making my insides purr delightfully at the sudden switch between his hardness and concern.
"Fire, that's always been my safeword." Considering how much I've been burnt in my life, it seemed fitting to use it as my safeword. Coincidentally, it was the club's universal safeword too.
"I'm giving you one chance right now to use it before I take you out of here. You can use it whenever you want with me whenever you want me to stop or slow down, but your first chance is right here and now. So, do you want to use it?" I could see his desire for me thundering in his darkened eyes, but I could also see his restraint as he placed my comfort and consent above his own primal wants and needs.
I wanted to melt under his gaze. I've never wanted to submit to someone so needily like now. How he looked at me made me feel safe and secure.
"No." Not an ounce of hesitation or reservation about my firm answer to him.
"I'm going to do so much to you, make you hurt all over with pleasure, make that line blur between pain and pleasure. I won't stop unless I hear you say your safeword. I won't push you far tonight, but I will push you even if and when you resist me. If you ever feel unsafe or uncomfortable at any point tonight, I want you to use your safeword, understood?" Stepan moved his head into my full line of sight, locking his serious eyes with mine.
Once again, there wasn't an ounce of hesitation as I gave him my. "Yes." This was insane, but my instincts were in control.
If I were being reasonable to any degree then I'd use my word right now and put an end to all of this, but my basal need for Stepan overrode my whole system. Something in me switched the moment he grabbed me and pinned me helplessly under him. The submissive part of me grinned and purred with complete delight at him taking me into his own hands.
"Ah!" The tension at my head tightened briefly with the jerk from Stepan.
"Yes, what?" His dangerously low voice echoed into my ear.
"Yes, dad." I quipped with a taunting smirk, earning another harsh yank from him that made me gasp.
"Try again, little tigress." His response was playful in nature, but baiting.
Give me a reason. That's what his eyes screamed at me as his hand tightened around my hair.
"Yes, sir." Another shudder shook my body from the warmth those words brought me.
Stepan pulled at my hair again, this time less harshly than the other two times. "Close, try again, malenkaya."
Feeling a little bold, I let my lips curl upwards in a soft, playful smile as I looked at him with hooded eyes. "Then I suggest you start showing me you earn the right to be called my Daddy."
That spurred him back into action.
Chuckling, he pressed a firm kiss against my neck before hauling me up to my feet. "Are you going to be good and come nicely? Or are we going to do this the hard way?" By the way his voice turned excited towards the end, I surmised he'd like a struggle from me.
Throwing my weight back entirely against him, I knocked both of us off our feet and onto the ground. Stepan landed with a winded grunt when I slammed back on top of him, and his hold on me loosened enough for me to slip and scramble away.
I barely made it a stride before tripping down to the ground because he'd grabbed my ankle and pulled my leg out from under me. "Asshole!" I groaned after catching my breath that was knocked from me.
