Page 80 of Savagely Scarred

“What do I need to do to get you to listen? Hmm?” He throws a hand in the air. “Tie you to the bed?”

My snarky smirk fades as his features smooth and his pupils dilate. Before I can get a word out, he tosses me over his shoulder and marches over to the bed. I bounce on the mattress after he drops me onto it like a sack of potatoes. I brush the wet hair out of my face and sit up.

He opens the drawer in his nightstand and pulls out pieces of black, braided rope. My eyes widen in surprise because I have no clue how long that’s been in there.

“Seriously?”

Sage climbs onto the bed, straddles me, and grabs one of my wrists. An incredulous laugh bubbles out of me while he ties the rope around it. He tugs on it, making sure it’s tight before dropping my arm.

“There’s nothing funny about your lack of survival skills,” he mutters and grabs my other arm to repeat the knot.

“You’re being ridiculous. What do you plan on doing? Keeping me tied up until he’s caught?” I grimace at the burn when he tightens this one.

Sage grips my jaw roughly. “I almost lost you today because you went off on your own. And my irrational fear of fire didn’t help the situation. And now you want to walk into the devil’s den to sacrifice yourself.”

He stands between my legs and lifts me up with him. My balance on the mattress is unsteady. He lobs the rope over the top framework of the canopy and secures it. My focus stays on him while he lifts my other arm up and ties it. His face twists with pain and anger.

I’m not sure who he’s more furious with. Me or him.

He takes a step backwards when he’s finished, admiring his work. My toes are barely touching the mattress while I hang suspended from the canopy like I’m being crucified.

He grabs my jaw again and leans down into my face. I suck in a sharp breath, and he overloads my senses. His tar and pine soap. Mint from his toothpaste. And a hint of whiskey from a shot he must have taken before he came upstairs.

“You know I love you right?” he murmurs.

“Yes.”

“Good. Cause it’s about to seem like I don’t.”

My brows furrow with confusion and he leaves me to disappear inside the walk-in closet. He comes back out with a shoebox and tosses it on the bed. Then he climbs back up and kneels in front of me.

“Gonna need this.” He rips my towel off, folds it in half and lays it at my feet.

My nipples instantly harden from the cool air. The water dripping from my hair and trailing down my skin just makes them tighter. I bow my head and watch as he opens the box. My eyes widen when they land on the purple butt plug that he used on me in the basement.

“Sage—,”

“Don’t speak,” he warns, shaking his head.

My tongue wets my dry lips, and I shift on my toes when he uncaps the bottle of lube. He reaches through my legs and spreads it on my back hole, before sliding a finger inside.

I jolt forward from the invasion. He grips my hip with his other hand to steady me and adds a second. His hot breath fans over my pussy, working his fingers in and out. My head falls back and I stare at the ceiling while he stretches me out. He pulls his fingers out, and I bite my lip at both the relief and the preparation of what’s next. I hear him squirt lube on the plug and then he lines it up with my hole.

“Deep breath, Olivia,” he murmurs against my pelvis.

My lungs fill and I hold the air hostage while he slides it inside of me at a slow, steady pace. I barely even notice his lips brushing across my skin. Once it’s fully seated, I release a shuddered breath.

He kisses the scar on my hip. “Good girl.”

When his hands leave my body, I drop my head and stare as he pulls another toy from the shoebox. Jesus Christ. It’s a dual action vibrator.

“When did you—,” I start.

“Don’t make me gag you,” he says, keeping his eyes on his task.

I snap my mouth shut still wondering when he got that because I don’t own any toys. Well, until the butt plug. But he also bought that without me knowing.

Ava tried to give me one as a present before, and I snuck it into her collection when she wasn’t looking. She has so many she probably didn’t even notice.