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“Say it, Vivian.” He whispers in my ear. Again, his finger teases.
I arch my hips to try and find relief from the burning he’s building within me.
“I want you to tell me who you belong to.” His voice purrs now. His finger lightly flicks inside of me for the briefest moment.
I can barely hear him now; my body feels like it’s in serious danger of spontaneous combustion if he doesn’t touch more of me soon. I moan and yell in frustration. “Leon!”
At my answer, Leon uses his hold on my hair to lift my head back up so I’m now looking directly into his eyes. There’s a dark smile on his face as he wrenches my pants down. His own pants are discarded a moment later.
He teases the tip of his cock against my slit. I try to inch forward to take him inside of me, but his grip on my hair only increases, and his other hand clamps down on my thigh, gripping me in a bruising hold, ensuring I can’t move.
“Take off my collar, Vivian.” He demands, and he lightly pushes his hips forward so only an inch of him is inside of me.
I try to push against his hand to feel more of him. At that, Leon, pulls my head even further back, exposing the entire column of my threat and bites down on my neck, just over my collarbone. Hard. I scream, the sharp edges of his teeth searing white hot pleasure and pain through me simultaneously and bleeding together. My body wants to writhe, but he holds me firm.
“Take off my collar, Vivian, and I’ll give you what you want.” He croons as he licks at the spot he just bit, trailing hot kisses up to my ear.
“Leon, please,” I beg, my body screaming for release.
Leon pushes a little deeper inside of me, and I moan loudly before he completely withdraws again. He releases my hair to pull my left arm from his neck, kissing my wrist before holding it in front of me. “The key, Vivian. Use your key.”
His hard length is still lightly pressed against my slit, and every time I angle my hips to try and take more of him, he moves back, denying me the pleasure I so desperately crave. I frown at him, trying to figure out what he’s asking me to do. The brain fog makes it almost impossible to focus.
Again, Leon presses himself only an inch inside of me before stopping. “You need to use your key, Vivian.Use your key to unlock my collar so that I can fuck you into oblivion.” He speaks to me slowly, like he knows I’m having difficulty thinking clearly.
Slowly, I nod at his words. That makes sense. He can’t give me what I want because of the collar. If I unlock it, he can finally give me release. Lifting my hand, I try to figure out how to get the key out. No instructions. But as I have the thought, the weight of the key appears in my hand. It’s heavier than I expected. Though my eyes feel like they’re glazed, I hold it up, considering what to do next.
“Yes.” Leon’s voice comes as a hushed and excited whisper. “Such a good girl.”
My eyes lock on his, confusion still clouding my mind. I need to unlock his collar. But something is nagging at me, that same feeling of nails scraping at the back of my mind. It's like I left a wild animal locked in a tiny closet, and they’re trying to tear through the door.
I pause at the feeling.
“Now, Vivian.” His voice comes harder than before, and it jars my mind a little further as if someone has cracked the door to the room with the wild animal in it.
Leon must notice I’m coming out of the fog because he quickly settles his mouth over mine for another claiming kiss. His fingers come down and start rubbing circles on my clit. The fog and heat from the bond begin to trickle back in, but whatever is in the small corner of my mind doesn’t want to go back into the closet. It doesn’t want to be trapped anymore.
I can hear it now. Whoever was locked up in my brain is really pissed off. I can start to make out the word nowbetween outraged screams. ‘NO,’ the voice screams in my mind.
I try to split my attention between the searing kisses, Leon’s fingers slowly driving me into bliss, and the outraged voice that is yelling inside of my head.
As the voice grows louder, it’s like something is starting to shake me from the inside out. Still, the voice comes, yelling ‘NO’ over and over. Frowning, I realize I recognize the voice. It’s mine. It’s not actually coming out of my mouth, but a part of my mind is screaming.
Why am I screaming? I try to remember.
Leon’s hips press into me, and I can feel him pressing against my centre again.
Why am I here, on the table? How did I get here?
The screaming becomes deafening, to the point that it blocks out the ringing in my ears from the bond.
I remember.
The plan to risk my home. Leon’s demand that I release him. His demand that I obey. His insistence that I’m a possession, that I belong to him. Again, the voice screams, and at that moment, my mouth rips from Leon’s as I scream with it. “NO!”
With my shout, a surge of energy bursts from me, and Leon’s body flies across the room, slamming into the opposite wall.
Chapter 25
