Page 138 of Pretty Twisted Games


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“I’m going to make you wish you never—” I didn’t finish as she wriggled out of my hold. She fell to the ground, scrambling backwards and away from me.

"Come here." My voice was a dark storm of possessiveness. The need to claim.

"Rook, I can explain--"

"Come," I ground my molars, pointing to the sand, “here." I suppressed the desire to grab her, bend her over my knee, and really show her who owned her.

"Look," she tried again, "I promise, I have a good reason."

"I'm not asking for excuses," I said, "I'm asking for obedience." I jut my finger at the ground again and she, reluctantly, edged forward. “Get on your knees and do as you’re told.”

"Huh?"

"It's ‘excuse me’,” I corrected her, "And I want you to crawl on your hands and knees. Then kneel at my feet."

She shot me an, are you kidding me look, but when I only gave her a serious stare, she began to move.

Cautiously, she climbed onto her hands and knees and began to crawl…and fuck me, I wanted to beg. She was so damn sensual. The feisty little creature, crawling on hands and knees, to me.

I had to hold in my groan, and my dick thickened in my pants. I clenched my hands into fists, breathing in and out, watching her lithe body sway towards me.

She kneeled at my feet, right where I was pointing, staring at the ground.

"Your defiance is going to cost you, and trust me, you'll enjoy paying the price. Now, eyes on me," I demanded. She blinked up at me. Those bright blue, fucking innocent eyes. “I’ve done nothing but protect you since your father died, and this is how you repay me?" My voice was a low growl of barely restrained anger.

"I know, and I'm sorry--"

"Again," I interrupted her, "I'm not asking for excuses. And I'm not done speaking."

"Yes, sir," she stated, eyes back on the ground.

Leaning over, I gripped her chin, pulling her face upwards towards me. "I said, eyes on me, doll."

She blinked, her throat bobbing, but kept her gaze on me.

"Now, let's make one thing clear, right here and now. The control the Magnolia has over you is over. From here on out, you do what I say, exactly how I say it, and when I tell you. I own you, Summer Duvall, contract signed and completed.”

She opened her mouth to interrupt me again, the little minx, but I jerked my hands upwards, clamping her lips shut, and continued, "I don't care what kind of twisted games the Magnolia’s played, what they've promised you," my voice lowered, "or what they threatened you with. I'm in charge now. And you will do exactly as I demand, is that clear?"

She nodded, her teeth biting down on her lower lip, clamping. Her eyes shined with unshed tears.

Softening, I swiped a thumb along her lower lip, causing her lips to part. "Now, I'm going to ask you to speak, and I want you to tell me exactly what I want to hear. No excuses. Is that clear?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good girl," I rubbed her lower lip again, and she glanced down at my thickening cock. "Eyes up here, darlin’, unless you want to have a completely different discussion." She hesitated, her tongue flicking outward, and it took everything inside me not to rip her lips apart and shove my cock down her throat.

"Focus," I demanded. "I need you to tell me exactly what the Magnolia instructed you to do."

"They wanted me to find out your secrets. They threatened Callie, that’s why I…”

“I will protect Callie.”

“You swear?” She said fiercely.

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