Page 16 of Demonic Delights

“Please let me come ...”

My mind falls apart, all conscious thought evaporating until I’m nothing but an animal, driven by an instinct.

“Please ...”

When he finally withdraws the vibrator for good, I buck my hips, grinding against nothing but thin air, demented in my raging need to rub my clit on something—be it Silas’s dick or a grindstone—anything as long as it would give me release.

“See, now this is begging,” Silas growls with vicious triumph in his voice, and he sets the vibrator aside.

Fuck him. Come Monday, I’m going to escape him, even if it means going back to my mother’s cabbage-reeking hovel in Brasov.

“You’ll know never to say no to me again, won’t you, dark darling?” he croons, and I’m torn between my desire for him and my urge to recoil.

His fingers trace the outline of my shin all the way from my knee to my foot, their warm, rough touch skating over my skin, before they close around my ankle.

“Y-yes.”

Shifting closer to me, he props that leg up on his shoulder before repeating the same on the other side. The tendons in my thighs stretch when he leans closer to me. I have started to cool down, chill burning on the small of my sweaty back—now hoisted up in the air. But one sight of him and I heat up again. Unruly strands of hair fall into his eyes, and his teeth are bared in a wicked smirk. The muscles in his arms and chest are bulging as he hunches forward to grasp his cock, its veiny length rock-hard, and its tip glistening with precum.

He traces my entrance with it, deliberately slow, the gentle pressure so very hot in its trajectory through the tepid, slippery mess of my arousal.

I moan loudly, my tormented libido winning over my self-preservation instincts.

“Well, are you still saying that you don’t want me to fuck you tonight?” he asks, his voice velvet and steel.

“No! No. I want you.”

“But does it matter what you want?”

“No.”

“Why not?” he presses on, not ceasing in massaging my intimate area with his dick, teasing me on, maintaining the potency of my need.

“Because you get to fuck me whenever you want. It’s not up to me.” It’s strange, the way I tell him exactly what he wants to hear, but still I mean what I say.

“Good.” He pats my hip with his spare hand. “My thirst for you must be quenched, always. That’s non-negotiable.”

I nod so aggressively that I pinch something at the back of my neck. Seeing me, the harsh lines in Silas’s face soften.

“Very good.”

He moves his cock so that it’s aligned with my pussy without sliding it in. It’s now perfectly poised for a breach, with only a finger’s breadth of the tip dipping into the slit. But much as I don’t want to, much as it would have been easier to lay my palm onto a sheet of flaming coals, I stay still, resisting the urge to shift my hips.

“Very, very good,” he praises me, but something like a shadow crosses over his face; indecision or hesitation, a feeble fight that is swiftly lost. “If you keep this up and are this reasonable always, you may find that there are very few other things that are non-negotiable. If any at all.”

I say nothing to that. As he finally drives into me with a mighty thrust, bottoming out, my eyes roll back with the sheer relief of it, and a tsunami of sensation roars through my entire body almost immediately. Sobs wrack my body, tears of a different kind than before spilling from my eyes. The voluminous, diluted kind that cleanses and doesn’t sting, my instant deep orgasm a release in more ways than just one.

His fingers back on my clit, Silas helps me draw it out for as long as possible, encouraging me with a softly spoken “that’s it”. And riding out my full-body convulsions, I find that my resolve to get away from him is wavering.

What if saving myself isn’t what I want?

7

ROXANA

“You’re a sadist,” I tell Silas as he collapses next to me, but my voice is laced with satisfaction more than with accusation. “That was torture what you just did, you know that?”

“I’m aware,” he assures me dryly, then grabs the minuscule key from the bedside table, props himself up on his elbow and unlocks the handcuffs.